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Who: The Saturday Knights

Where: West Seattle Summerfest

When: Saturday, July 12

Hard to believe something non-Sub-Pop-related was happening in the city this weekend, huh?

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Last Night: The Saturday Knights @ West Seattle Summerfest

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Who: The Saturday Knights

Where: West Seattle Summerfest

When: Saturday, July 12

Hard to believe something non-Sub-Pop-related was happening in the city this weekend, huh? This weekend, Seattle's greatest neighborhood, West Seattle, celebrated its all-around greatness with Summerfest. As with the last couple years, Easy Street Records owner Matt Vaughan put together a stellar lineup of local music for this weekend, including The Maldives, Swallow, Kristen Ward, and Coffin Break. But last night was all about The Saturday Knights! The weather was splendid: sun shining, light breeze, not too hot. And the crowd was just right: Not uncomfortably packed, not a slim showing, either. Tilson, Barfly, Spence & Co. rollicked through most of their debut LP, Mingle, which is hands-down the BEST LOCAL RECORD OF 2008, giving the audience their signature Beasties-esque splash of indie-rap, SoCal punk, and parking lot metal, all with a smirk, a wink, and some swagger. Tilson manage to bop all around the stage wearing not only three hats, but a sweater vest over top of a sweater, and not break a fuckin’ sweat! (Is it corny to say he can do so because he’s so damn cool?) Busting out the rawness of “Dog Park”, “Private School Girl”, “45”, and “Ass Kicker’s Haircut”, they eventually had a good portion of the crowd jamming out in little clusters. It’s no joke that Seattleites are a stiff bunch (‘specially the white ones), but when it’s obvious TSK are having so much fun on stage, it’s hard not to react to that energy. Hell, my wife and I spotted more than one middle aged white dude (and one white-haired lady) all raising their hands and mouthing the words to songs even I have yet to memorize…and I’ve listened to this record a lot. One does have to wonder, though, how TSK gets away with this shit. My wife (this was her first TSK live show) said that some of these songs could even get teenage girls in shopping malls to sing along. But there’s also a deep intelligence at play here, as well as a heavy working class aesthetic (“blue collars don’t pop/ they too soaked with sweat’). They transcend pretty much every genre and barrier, make a point to please crowds that would embarrass most other bands, but never once come off like they’re trying very hard at any of it. They evoke rap giants while poking a little fun at the genre (Tilson, noting the buses and cars driving down SW Edmunds behind the open stage said: “Yeah, see, we bring the street to the stage.”) They’re poets and party-boys that make fans out of both hipsters and accountants. Is it wrong to say they may be Seattle’s most perfect band?

And I don’t think it’s an exaggeration to say you best catch ‘em now. A group this good is bound to blow up in a big way.

(Note: I had long feared the day the ever-charming lothario, Tilson, would meet my wife. He did so near Easy Street after the show. And yes, he charmed the pants off of her. But like Muhammud Ali, you love the guy even when you turn your back on him.)

 
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