Friday night's alright for Satellite's

I used to go to Satellite Cocktail lounge and bar all the time when my buddy Andrew used to DJ there. I haven't been there in awhile but as always I do enjoy the chic atmosphere.

The Satellite is a snazzy bar that features amazing performances by local bands and even a few big names. I first heard Brilliant Red Lights at the Satellite, a tech-pop band from Sacramento whom I covered for UNR's newspaper The Nevada Sagebrush. Shiny Toy Guns, an L.A. Indie electronic band, has played to a packed house and will hopefully come back in August. If you haven't heard Shiny Toy Guns, listen to them NOW!

Anyway, Friday night brought three California bands: ModWheelMood, Monsters are Waiting, and Mellowdrone. These three Indie bands filled up the place, which made it incredibly hard to take pictures, or to move for that matter-but made a great ending to a rough week.

I have to say ModWheelMood impressed me the most. They were the first band to play using guitars, and a massive sound system. Their lead singer, Alessandro Cortini was kneeling on the floor of the stage belting out a powerful soprano sound while playing with the controls of the sound system. Their sound was very original and captivated the crowd. Their rendition of Depeche Mode’s “Home” was almost perfect. It’s a more obscure song, which intrigued me even more.

During the performance something insane happened. A wooly haired woman who was clearly smashed was yelling at the bartender, a frightened little girl who was trying to defend herself. I’m not too sure of what happened but a little after that I noticed the Wooly haired woman looking at me. She stumbled towards me asked me if I could be scary. After a few awkward moments of silence she asked me to join her Roller Derby League. She said she would find me on MySpace and disappeared into the crowd. Don’t worry folks; I’m pretty sure that she didn’t remember the incident the next morning.

The next band Monsters are Waiting had a haunting vibe to them. Their lead singer Annalee was quite lovely with a sweet voice to match her look. When I looked at the crowd it was filled with google-eyed dudes salivating at her petite stature. Some guy actually yelled, “You’re hot!” at her, followed by random giggles.

By this time my camera had died once again so I wasn’t able to capture any photos of Mellowdrone. I enjoyed what I heard I wished that I could have snapped a few photos for you folks.

Looking outside the window and at the wild traffic I decided it was time to go before the Hot August Nights crowd swallowed me whole. Too late, the traffic was awful with wild heathens and hooligans literally dancing in the streets with their tall forties and loud Crunk music rattling the ears of innocent bystanders trying to pass through. Ah Hot August Nights, stay home during the late night folks if you want to avoid this.

So the show was great but my camera and fatigue held me back. I advise you to check out these bands for some great Indie rock.
And no I won’t be joining a Roller Derby League, but if the RGJ doesn’t keep me the thought may linger.