Enon is a band that hasn’t received the recognition they totally deserve. I’ve been hooked ever since hearing 1999’s Believo! and have always wondered why they never reached “Next Big Thing” status. I mean, sheesh! They’ve been around for about 15 years. Either way, they brought their sassy selves to the Billiken Club along with Singer and Victoria on April 23rd and I think all in attendance were pleased with what they had to offer.
St. Louis’ own Victoria took the stage rather late and played for roughly 20 minutes. Let me tell you something, they are all about the rock. Their straight-forward, guitar-heavy sound was well-received by their fans in the crowd–enough to encourage a certain lady in the audience to take the stage and pour her beer all over lead-singer David Moore’s head (he didn’t look too into it, though.) Instead of basking in all of the Rock Star glory of that situation, Moore simply shrugged it off with a “thanks”, which made the situation awkward. Didn’t he know he was supposed to rub the spilt beer all over himself, stick out his tongue maniacally, and give the crowd his best “rock on” fingers? With lines like “I need a fix, ’cause I’m goin’ down”, they sang about hotties at parties and checking out your sister. Word.
Next up was Singer from Chicago, IL. Their psychedelic sound was a bit much for the Enon audience to handle, and at times I felt like they were draining the energy from the crowd with their interpretive, drawn-out compositions. They had an interesting sound, however it was difficult to wrap my head around, especially within the context which they were placed. At times they would get into an amazing groove, but 5 seconds later they would lose it. Bummer. I know I would have enjoyed it much more if I were on acid, or if I hadn’t waken up at 7:00 am that morning. Singer/bassist Robert Lowe’s on-stage antics were mildly entertaining–rolling his eyes back into his head and squirming around the stage on his tip-toes while singing in falsetto–as well as his kick-ass mustache. (Wow, I’ve mentioned mustaches twice in this review already…)
Enon was faced with an ever-so-anxious crowd by the time they took the stage around midnight. I was informed by the drummer (ex-Brainiac member Tyler Trent) that they were experiencing technical problems with their laptop, likely explaining why they left out audience favorites such as “Disposable Parts”, which I heard them rehearsing during sound-check. Singer/guitarist John Schmersal was wild-eyed and crazy as always, storming through songs such as “Mr. Ratatatatat” and “Sabina” from their latest album Grass Geysers…Carbon Clouds. Schmersal and singer/bassist Toko Yasuda also treated the audience to older songs, such as “Natural Distasters” and “Pleasure and Privilege” from High Society. It was quite evident that Toko’s high-pitched vocals were strong enough to hold their own during the set and I mean, c’mon–she is a fiend on the bass. I’m sure she made every girl in the audience–including myself–waaay jealous with her awesome skills and effortless style.
Enon blazed through their set with loud intensity and a punk-rock attitude. I found it to be more straight-forward and less dancier than their previous performances, but their new sound was great nonetheless. Overcoming a few minor annoyances (i.e. drunk women screaming about how awesome their friend Dani was because it was her birthday), they kept their cool and proceeded to rock us all. Let us hope that they continue to keep it loud, weird, and fast for future performances to come.