the Name of the Father, The Son and
story by tim mcmahan
Lazy-i: March 19, 2002
The Holy Ghost w/ Drive By Honky, Beep, Beep
15th & Farnam
this line in The Holy Ghost song "Dance" -- it's the chorus,
actually -- that I can't get out of my head. It goes something like:
"Crush, you broke, both of your legs, but now you're walking
fine / Crush, you broke, both of your legs, but now you're running
Ghost singer Christopher Dean Heine (pronounced like the word that
means "rump") spits out the rather sinister lyric like
a dry heave over a throbbing bass and wash of guitar. It, along
with the rest of the band's just-released CD, Broken Record,
is reminiscent of another New York City-based band, Liars.
Bassist Kent Heine couldn't
disagree more with the comparison.
"We usually hear
the opposite," said Kent, who, by the way, happens to be Christopher's
brother and along with guitarist Alec Ferrell and drummer Nick DeCarmine,
makes up the rest of The Holy Ghost. "I suppose the comparison
is inevitable because we practice in the same space in Brooklyn."
Not only that, but both
bands share the same roots and even have a direct blood relation.
Chris Heine played in Lincoln-based band Opium Taylor with Liars
bassist Pat Noecker, who happens to be the Heines' second cousin.
"Liars are good friends of ours," Kent said. "It's
nice having family and friends out here, but as far as music is
concerned, there's no comparison."
because, Heine says, Liars are part of Brooklyn's jerky, punk "No
Wave" movement that includes bands The Rapture and Yeah Yeah
Yeah, whose sound heralds back to late-'70s and early-'80s bands
like Gang of Four and The Fall. "We haven't fit into the No
Wave scene," Heine said.
Maybe not, but it's hard
to deny the similarity if only in the bands' stark, sneering, almost
angular style that would feel right at home strutting along those
impersonal NYC streets. From the opening track's throbbing drum-and-bass
tribal punk to the chaotic shaker "Natalie Wood," Broken
Record sports a cold, black-leather attitude that's a throwback
to '70s rockers Television. When the band leans back on a sullen
melody, like on the ballady "You Are Red" and the gorgeous
7-minute closer "Thunder and Lightning," there are hints
of the empty-street desolation that follows a night of Big Apple
The CD was recorded in
10 days last October at Inner Ear studios in Arlington, Virginia,
where the band could "get laid-back and do what we wanted to
do," Heine said. "It came out as good as or better than
The band shopped the
recording to a number of labels, but no one could promise to release
it by March. "After we acquired a booking agent, we said let's
just run our own label," Heine said of Clearly Records. "You
have a stronger desire to write great songs when you're doing it
yourself. The entrepreneur comes out in you. You control everything,
and of course, there's the financial investment."
are good friends of ours. It's nice having family and friends
out here, but as far as music is concerned, there's no comparison."
have a stronger desire to write great songs when you're doing
it yourself. The entrepreneur comes out in you."
said the office where he works as a paralegal even lets him do Clearly-related
stuff "on the job. It's a pretty nice situation for me."
The rest of the band works at a variety of freelance chores that
keeps them fed and allows them to go on the road. Heine said the
65-date tour supporting Broken Record that brings them to
The Junction March 26 and Duffy's in Lincoln March 27 is a homecoming
of sorts for the band.
"It'll be a really
good time, especially in Lincoln, where a few people still know
who we are," he said. After spending a good deal of their lives
in Lincoln, he and his brother never regretted moving to Brooklyn
three years ago.
"We decided as a
band to move out there," he said. "We got sick of playing
local shows and figured we could tour more from New York. You'd
be surprised how much easier it is to book a tour from Brooklyn.
We're really happy we moved."
Published in The Omaha Weekly March 20, 2002. Copyright © 2002
Tim McMahan. All rights reserved.