September 12, 1997 in Seven

End Is Near For Sweaty Nipples But Not Before One More Party

By The Spokesman-Review
 

The members of Sweaty Nipples would like to end their decade-long gig the way they began it.

As a party.

“I didn’t spend the last 10 years of my life on this to have the end of it be miserable,” Davey Nipples, bassist for Portland’s rock icon, says on the eve of his band’s breakup. “Davey is going out with a smile on his face.”

Years packed full of madcap shows, breakneck tours, broken bones and beers have finally found this Northwest rock-and-roll fixture ready to move on to other endeavors.

They’ll play their final Spokane show Thursday at Ichabod’s North. It will include two one-hour sets and promises to “end with a couple of surprises.”

Nipples says the split is completely amicable. He, Dave Merrick and Brian Lehfeldt have been in the band since the beginning. Scott Heard and Ryan Moore have been members for about half the time while drummer Basil joined a year ago.

“It’s time for change you know?” Nipples says with a sigh. “It’s been totally great but some of us are kind of getting to the point where we feel we need to venture on into other areas for a while.”

Nipples was a 16-year-old high school boy when the band gelled in the midst of Portland’s thriving hardcore thrash scene.

“Everything was so serious then that we wanted to do something that was strictly fun, kind of just unbutton-the-top-button, sit-back-and-crack-a-beer kind of attitude,” Nipples says.

Over the years they gained a sturdy following with a guitar-heavy rock that pilfered from the thrash, funk and industrial storehouses and often bordered on goofball.

They put out three CDs and two vinyls along with a handful of cassettes. They survived approximately 1,300 shows and four failed record deals - not to mention countless personal injuries.

There’s the time Merrick accidentally busted Lehfeldt in the mouth. “Brian had the mike up to his mouth. They were kidding around and Dave swung and punched and broke both of Brian’s front teeth,” says Nipples.

There’s the time Merrick shattered his left heel jumping off a 12-foot PA stack. “We stuck his foot in a five-gallon bucket of beer and ice water and he actually finished the show,” Nipples says. “We took him to the emergency room afterward.”

And, of course, there’s the time Nipples had to play a bass solo with broken fingers.

“I go running across stage and go to hop up on the amp and I slip and just completely fall down, knock everything over, just totally blunder it and got totally hurt.

“Everyone is just laughing. They thought I did it on purpose.”

Needless to say, 10 years of such antics combined with a rigorous performing schedule and personal growth in different directions can wear down even the most dynamic group of guys.

“The whole musical and touring thing is very consuming of your personal life,” Nipples says. “I don’t have any complaints. I’ll never forget the way this band made me feel. This is just a chance to absorb some of the other angles of life for a while.”

Nipples, who is father to a 2-month-old boy (“little baby Nipples,” as he calls the kid), plans to focus on parenthood. A couple of members may jump immediately back into other band projects.

“Musical ideas are still stirring about the members,” Nipples says. “I can’t say that we’ll all jam together but I could say a couple of us will probably still jam together.”

The show starts Thursday at 9:30 p.m. Tickets are $10, available in advance at Ichabod’s and 4,000 Holes.

Says Nipples: “We would like to say thank you to everyone who has supported us through the years and we’ll do our best to give a good last impression.”

Jackie on what?

Don’t judge Jackie on Acid by the first impression to box your ears.

You might be fooled into thinking they’re a metal band. Or a funk metal band. Or something like that.

Sure this Seattle foursome has some of the aforementioned elements, but there’s more here than first meets the senses.

Muscular slabs of rhythm and chunk-chunky guitar give the JOA sound its weighty underbelly. But the upper layer is all power pop, hooky tunefulness and the lovely bite of Leslie Hogard’s vocals.

Jackie on Acid formed in 1993 when Hogard arrived in Seattle after theatrical training in New York. Drummer Rob Dent had recently transplanted himself from the band scene in Los Angeles. They joined up with Steve Hoffman on bass and Garth Parker on guitar.

Not a single Jackie among their ranks, the band name was suggested by a friend.

Jackie on Acid. Jackie Onassis. Get it?

JOA recently released their album “Moink!” on London label Blue Rose Record Company.

“Moink!” finds Hogard’s sinewy lilt arriving from the dark corners of her psyche. A bevy of broken relationships and raw abuses occupy songs such as “More Like Television” - Wish you were more like television/I’d know when I turned you on.

“I really like that paradox of this heavy aggressive music going on and yet these kind of serene, almost at times pretty-sounding vocals, on top of it,” Dent says. “Yet her lyrics are very dark as well.”

JOA members plan to lay some of their newer songs out on another CD by early next year. Catch some of those tunes tonight when they play the middle slot at Outback Jack’s.

Eugene, Ore., band Floater headlines with their own heavy grooves. Indy 977 opens. Show starts at 9:30. Cover is $6 at the door, $5 in advance.

More good stuff

He performed with Stevie Ray Vaughan and Lou Ann Barton as part of Triple Threat Review. He helped pen Vaughan’s hit “Cold Shot.” And during his four decades as a musician he has played with the likes of B.B. King, James Brown and Albert King.

Nicknamed “The Godfather of Austin Blues,” W.C. Clark arrives in Coeur d’Alene at the Tubs Cafe Blues Garden Sunday bringing a melding of soul, blues and R&B.;

Show starts at 4 p.m. Cover is $5.

Don’t miss The Makers at Ichabod’s North tonight. Their spitfire brand of garage punk will set the evening ablaze with Fireballs of Freedom and The Stoics. Show starts at 9:30 p.m. Cover is $5.

Spokane’s Cotton Mouth checks in at Ichabod’s Saturday but don’t look for them under that name. After discovering that several other bands around the country have similar monikers, they have changed their name to Agro-Culture.

In other news, the band has slapped their blend of metal and hip-hop on a four-song demo they’re shopping around to labels.

Taant and Fiana Fail join AgroCulture Saturday. Show starts at 9:30 p.m. Cover is $4.

For the all-agers, funk/ska/ reggae band Civilized Animal crashes at Area 51 Saturday. Show starts at 9:30 p.m. Cover is $6.

Didn’t get enough of The Bee Gees and Donna Summer in the 1970s? What, you weren’t old enough to dance back then?

Well, here’s your chance. Check out Love Machine at Swackhammer’s. (Think horns and polyester.) This seven-piece Spokane band will dish out the most treasured ‘70s disco hits for the next six to eight weeks as the club prepares to switch over to a billiards hall.

Love Machine will then move to a new club planned to open adjacent to McQ’s Billiards in the Valley.

Disco at Swack’s runs Thursday through Saturday. Cover is $1 on Thursdays and $2 on Fridays and Saturdays.

Bell-bottoms recommended.

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