Toilet Boys

Toilet Boys


Lock up your daughters, sons and goldfish: Here come the Toilet Boys. Direct from the bowels of New York City and flushed with praise from the likes of Ace Frehely and Joan Jett, the Toilet Boys represent Glam-Rock 6.0, here to scare the pants off another generation of authority figures.

Fronted by a bleached-out transvestite named Miss Guy, the band is a raucous conglomeration of Motley CrŸe, Kiss and the New York Dolls. Their attack is Hollywood-hair-metal-meets-'70s NYC punk with group-shouted choruses and flameout guitar solos.

Noted for their pyrotechnic-laden live shows, the Toilet Boys are a diverting throwback to when those who embraced bottom-line rock 'n' roll mythology (sex, drugs and the rock lifestyle) wouldn't consider showing themselves anywhere unless they were adorned in the gaudiest clothes and poised to explode at any moment. Sure, it's all been done before, but you have to get your foot in the door before you can subvert the system.

The Toilet Boys play at 9:30 p.m. Friday, March 15, at Satyricon, 125 N.W. Sixth Ave., $8.

Sean Na Na

My Majesty


There is something in Sean Tillman's (aka Sean Na Na) unpretentious tales of parties, girls and saxophones that brings to mind Jonathan Richman: a terminally white boy trying to concoct his own brand of eccentric soul music.

Tillman has a flair for exuberant, good-natured pop songs that revolve around the peaks and valleys of his love life, and he mostly manages to keep smiling amid the tumult. He also keeps the fiesta in high gear with full-tilt, unrepentant rockers such as 'Surrender Foreign Lizzy' and 'Grew Into My Body' a song about sweet victory over a school bully.

Even when things get dark, as on the ominous anti-war song 'F You A-Bomb,' Tillman's sense of the tragic seems goofy, delivered with a wink and a nudge. 'My Majesty' is a bracing, inventive record, and Tillman proves to be a songwriter worth keeping track of: a sincere smart aleck with an enviable command of the rock arsenal.

Sean Na Na plays at 9:30 p.m. Thursday, March 21, at The Blackbird, 3728 N.E. Sandy Blvd., $7.

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