May
2006:
SPOTLIGHT ON... VIETNAM
Brotherly
Love
The
band pared down to a two-piece in Philadelphia. The resulting sound,
the exact opposite of Austin, was stripped down harmonically with
plenty of room for long distorted drones. They bought a couple of
minidisk players adding a few sound effects and beats to make it
more interesting .
The
band only played one gig during their year in Philly – they
attribute this to everyone in town hating them – everyone
but the local rock bodybuilding legend they affectionately referred
to by his band name, “Muscle
Factory.” They lived on South Street and seemed
to wind up in an altercation each time they ventured outside. Plus,
they were justifiably paranoid that the local scenesters thought
they were on drugs. So they rarely left the house until a feud with
their next-door neighbor made it impossible for them to practice
and they wound up rehearsing in a cold scholastic book warehouse.
As their savings dissipated, Michael found work at Whole Foods –
where he reveived a number of comments from customers who mistook
his long beard as an indication of a commitment to eastern spirituality.
Though
they weren’t active in Philadelphia, Vietnam was regularly
gigging in New York throughout 2002 and developing a small dedicated
following. When The Fiery Furnaces invited them on a bill at Northsix,
they wound up reacquainted with old Austin friend Michael Patrick
- who blown away by their performance that he immediately asked
if he could join their ranks. They said they would let him in their
fold if he could play drums. Michael II, as he will be referred
to, immediately accepted despite a minor complication - he'd never
held a pair of drumsticks in his life. This didn’t bother
Vietnam much because they didn’t want a drummerly drummer
anyway. They found a floor tom in the trash near their house and
Michael II began driving down from New York regularly to practice
in the textbook warehouse. They also gave him a tambourine to keep
the lonely tom company. This Mo Tuckeresque setup, in conjunction
with their distorted two-chord pop songs, is what earned them the
obsolete Jesus and Mary Chain comparisons.
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