Nardwuar and The Evaporators

I just got back from seeing Nardwuar and his punk band, The Evaporators. Friends of mine came by totally unexpected at like 9:30 tonight. Came onto my half-completed porch and banged on my kitchen window, a big chunk of which fell out (not their fault really), while I was doing dishes. Hopped into the Toyota and went to Lucky Bar for the best seven dollars I’ve ever spent. If you’ve seen Nardwuar on Much Music, or listened to his interviews on UBC’s CITR, his live music show is exactly what you’d expect: 1.5 minute songs about eating cheese, cold war Canadian female spies, bullies in high school, all you can eat salad bars.
He regularly cuts a swath through the crowd, inviting people to scream into the microphone and crowd surf him while playing the keyboard on your Dad’s saw horse. The band’s matching t-shirts featured red and white racing stripes with maple leafs. And copious amounts of Nardwuar’s back hair. The encore ends with them in matching polyester pyjamas, Nardwuar wielding a CBC microphone and getting the entire crowd to crouch down and jump into the air.
When is Nardwaur not like this?
The opening band was pretty good, too: guitar, keyboard girl and long blond hair drummer. No base. Lead singer a Quebecois who hosts a radio show in French right before Soundcheck on UVic’s CFUV.