THE PASTIES, DEADPAN PARIAH, TRAINWRECK RIDERS (Alberta Street Public House, 1036 NE Alberta) The Pasties belong on the streets. Oh, and I mean that in the best possible way. This rambling Olympia eight-piece is prime for busking, marching for justice, or just violating every loitering law on the books by performing for the masses on any given street corner. Their mangled DIY punk/country/folk is an adorable collection of various influences that will, no doubt, soundtrack many a bike punk romance (“Bikes turn me on… I want to be the banana in your seat”), house party makeout session, and dumpster diving buffet. I’m about one Sharpie, and stolen Kinko’s copy card, away from penning an entire fanzine in devotion to the Pasties. EAC

The live video below (taken from a show in Santa Cruz, CA) seems to sum up the Pasties experience quite well. It’s fun, chaotic, sloppy, and I think my glasses are fogging up just from watching the clip. I feel like I need to be clutching a brown bagged beverage (Joose?) while I watch that.

Sound quality? Terrible.
Excitement level? Through the roof.
ATM machine? Wait… why does a Santa Cruz punk house have an ATM in it?