Over this past weekend the now Minneapolis based band Dead Larry returned to Iowa City for a pair of shows. The weekend started off with them playing at the Friday Night Concert series in the ped mall. Playing outside in front of crowds who normally may not be seeing them play live. The performance is open to public so this allows everyone to come see music without paying a cover charge, including children. Can you imagine a group of kids dancing to Dead Larry? I can. Saturday night they headlined downstairs at the Iowa City Yacht Club, a venue they have played many times before.
The reformed Limbs started the night off spitin’ out rhymes and dropping some beats with a pair of DJs. Their new approach to the band sure is different, but is working. After them Poppa Neptune stepped it up. Been awhile since I’ve seen this band and to my surprise they were even better than I remembered, which was pretty damn good. Since it’s be a long time since I’ve seen them I only recognized a few songs. Bands usually work on material a lot so they probably played some new songs no one has heard before. The Banjo Ninja Jon Eric also made an appearance at the show and even gave a little outside performance!
But then comes our funky friends, Dead Larry. This is one of the most fun bands to come out of Iowa City. All are great musicians but the level they play is so awesomely fun, well the night was to remember. As they usually do the band dressed up a bit. Lead singer Mark McGuiness, A.K.A. Bernard McDarkness, adorned a lab coat. Cool cat and lead guitarist Ned Barclay wore some mask, most noted was his silver mirror mask. Freaky shit man. Bassist Joe Scarpellino had on some funky suspenders. Drummer Joshua Lee Felling didn’t wear something funky, but did go buy a Mill shirt from Stuff. Lol.
One of my favorite things about live music is hearing bands play covers. Dead Larry didn’t disappoint there with their rendition of “Kids” by MGMT. This is only one of the many awesome covers the band can do. To end the night out they played a song that every radio station should play late at night every night of the week, “Wake up and Rage”. What’d you say? I said motha fuckin’ RAGE! So in conclusion, drinks were drunk, music was played, and faces were melted away only to be picked up by strangers. Our funky friends came home, they played, they funked, they rocked. But then as a band that has moved away… they left us. With the promise to return again!