THE CREAKING PLANKS: THE JUG BAND OF THE DAMNED

Showing posts with label Myrtle Family Band. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Myrtle Family Band. Show all posts

Monday, December 7, 2015

2016-01-29: Planks' 11th Anniversary party with the Sidewalk Cellist & the Myrtle Family Band

Thanks to everyone who made it out last night! Tomorrow we return to the video shoot dungeon, following which we get a little time to rest up and strategise in anticipation of our next public gig -- that weird annual tradition, our latest band-birthday show!
Staggering out of their first decade looking markedly changed, East Van's jug band of the damned take to the stage to do their unique combination of holy idiocy, colliding the canny with the foolish, the sacred with the profane, and Britney Spears with the accordion. Doors at 8:30, $10.

The Benedict Arnolds of the trad set, The Creaking Planks squander perfectly pleasant old-timey acoustic instruments on unlikely repertoire that ranges from inappropriately avant-garde to downright bizarre. But why? It’s anyone’s guess, but happily as it turns out, the unexpected end result is pretty fun: a mystery wrapped in an accordion wrapped in an enigma wrapped in bacon.

The members of the Myrtle Family Band are bound by a tie thicker than blood. Those mysterious Myrtle Sisters boil down a thick, juicy slice of Americana to a potent syrup both sweet and salty, then apply it judiciously.

Vancouver’s Sidewalk Cellist takes the classics out of the concert hall and throws them into the streets, with the help of her nearly-indestructible carbon-fiber cello! She provides a musical mix of everything from Bach to Nirvana, jazz to heavy metal, and more, building bridges between genres for audiences of all shapes and sizes.

Join us, won't you?

Saturday, December 22, 2012

2013-01-24: Creaking Planks 8th anniversary show at the Railway!

Thursday January 24 2013

The Creaking Planks' 8th anniversary extravaganza with guests The Myrtle Family Band and The Legion Of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra

Doors at 8:30 pm. Cover: $8

For eight years now the jug band of the damned has been celebrated for its consummate deception, pulling out old-timey instruments and using them to improve on the most indispensibly disposable tunes of the 20th century. Steady on, lads! The Creaking Planks bring the sour mash to the mash-up at the down-home hoe-down. Now say that three times fast!

Two fellow acts join us on this august occasion:

Fire-Man puts the wind in the wood, and the fire in that wind. Sculpting an orchestra of demented Dr. Seuss horns wasn't enough for him; he had to also reproduce -- and then exceed! -- the sound of what that looks like. Thus, the Legion of Flying Monkeys Horn Orchestra.

The members of the Myrtle Family Band are bound by a tie thicker than blood. Those mysterious Myrtle Sisters boil down a thick, juicy slice of Americana to a potent syrup both sweet and salty, then apply it judiciously.