Besides the usual overload of occasion-rising performances, there were a lot of memorable moments at First Avenue's Best New Bands showcase a year ago. Like when co-host David Campbell admitted he has a crush on Lucy Michelle & the Velvet Lapelles (the whole band, not just its two female members). Or when Gen-X-aged old-men-out the Dynamiters used a line that maybe the Twilight Hours could swipe for this weekend's edition: "Thank you for giving it up for grandpa."
The best quip, however, was Dynamiter Brian Schuey's bold no-duh admission on a snowy night: "I would much rather be in the Worst Bands of Acapulco show right now."
So the worst thing about First Ave's Best New Bands is it comes at the worst time of the year. Fortunately, bad weather hasn't kept the event from growing. The shows used to be held next door in 7th Street Entry over a few consecutive nights. They graduated to the main room as an all-in-one concert in 2002. Then in 2007, they took another step up by moving from a weeknight to a coveted Friday-night slot.
First Ave booker Sonia Grover -- who polls fellow staffers and local scenesters to assemble the lineup every year -- believes this year's roster is one of the best.
"They're all such wildly different bands, it's going to be fun to see who sticks around for which bands," Grover said. She pinpointed the changeover from sweet, folky pop vets the Twilight Hours to young and abrasive noise-rock wiz Slapping Purses near the end of the night as a prime example.
Generally not the best way for the club to make money on a Friday night, Grover said the New Band showcases "are our way of thanking bands. Playing First Avenue is a big dream for a lot of them, but this place wouldn't exist if we didn't have so many great local bands coming through here every year."
In the hope of enticing those of you who don't know these groups from Adam & the Ants, here's a rundown of the acts being thanked this year (in order of their scheduled appearance):
LEISURE BIRDS
Fresh from playing a New Year's Eve tribute set to garage-rock pioneers the Monks, this rowdy psychedelic quartet features former members of the locally adored carnivalistic troupe Thunder in the Valley. Here, they stick to simpler, rawer, scrappier but no less thunderous sounds with a reverb-soaked style nicely laced with piano/organ. A welcome '60s throwback that's more punk than it is trippy.