Live Review: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club @ the Echoplex
Six albums of girls-gone-bad and civilian unrest fantasies supplied Black Rebel Motorcycle Club with more than enough material to fill their three-show stint at the Echoplex this past week. On Friday (night two), perfectly back-lit by a rolling blue mist, bassist Robert Been greeted the audience and asked if they were "looking good." He couldn't see them, and the words came off as a simple "How are you?," delivered young-Brando-biker-style.
"Everything's fucked up as usual," Been spat back, in case anyone was wondering.
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Timothy Norris Look out! Look out! Look out!: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club @ The Echoplex
It's this kind of uplifting talk, and the leather jacket, that keeps the band's image going. Happy songs don't really stand out--these are Dark, Troubled Souls we're dealing with. Even the gentle, more ethereal tunes oscillated between comparing love to razor blades and extolling rebellious social politics.



































