The first time I saw No Age, the LA noise-pop duo was opening for one of my favorite bands in the world, Liars, in a club in San Diego. The pair, a drummer/singer and guitarist, had good energy, but all the songs essentially sounded the same.
Six months later or so, No Age played the Double Down. I’ll try just about anything twice, especially if it bothers to come through my town, and this time … I left feeling the exact same way. Okay, no need to see No Age anymore.
- Beyond the Weekly
- No Age
Until this year’s Coachella festival, when I wandered into a random tent to escape the midday heat and found—three guesses?—No Age banging on its instruments and playing that same-ish song over and over again. At this point, I basically vowed never to see No Age again.
Except that when the lineup for this year’s All Tomorrow’s Parties New York festival was announced, No Age was listed—playing the music of Hüsker Dü with Bob freaking Mould himself on vocals. And since I was going to be there anyway, well, how could I refuse, right? At least I’d get to hear No Age play something other than that one No Age song, right? Ah, but those crafty bastards got me again, slipping their song in between each and every Hüsker cut, turning something potentially epic into something, well, a lot more No Age-y.
All right, so that’s it. No more No Age. Ever. Until I show up at the Pearl for the Yeah Yeah Yeahs—not one full week after seeing No Age with Mould 3,000 miles away from here—and find that the unannounced opening act is, in fact, No Age! Playing their one song, about a dozen times!! Guess I should go ahead and invite them over for a house show now, before they show up at my door.