Original image by There Stands the Glass.
The brevity of public performances by hardcore punk bands is essential. Twenty minutes of unremitting rage-fueled noise is about as much as passionate devotees of the form can bear.
Even as I admired the maximalist intensity of the sonic attack at Portland’s The Old Church on Wednesday, February 5, I was tempted to cry uncle. A quartet led by the Chicago jazz saxophonist Isaiah Collier rarely relented in a full bore search for ascension.
Collier, bassist Emma Dayhuff and a pianist and drummer- I didn’t catch their names- seemed as if they were in a competition to discover who could play the most notes at the loudest volume. I paid $40 to have my head torn off amid an audience of about 200.
Fury is justifiable in these times, of course, but even a rendition of John Coltrane’s ballad “Naima” became a vehicle for violent blues wailing. Collier’s punishing ninety-minute set suggests he’s as merciless as the most vicious of punks.