That Rap-Metal Shit
Hollister Fracus formed about six years ago on the north side in the same way so many bands do: two friends jamming together with visions of Marshall stacks and big ol' racks in their heads. The band eventually became a four-piece and has carved a niche for itself by mixing the typical hair/cover-band party mentality with contemporary heaviness.
At a recent gig, an observer described the group at this stage of its career as "pretty tight rap-metal shit." But that tells only part of the story. It doesn't acknowledge the quartet's overt '80s metal influences or its more-than-occasional desire to form a primal concrete sledge out of down-tuned guitars and double bass drums.
Sure, Hollister Fracus uses modified lawn tools as stage props and performs songs about titties and weed, but it does so sincerely and enthusiastically. The quartet has also been working hard, as two CDs and an upcoming third, Assinine, would indicate. What's more, Fracus headquarters says the band has actually landed a deal for full-scale distribution of Assinine, allowing for penetration into markets heretofore untouched.
Despite the intense labor, however, Hollister Fracus refuses to let it look, feel or in any way seem like work: no weary faces or blank stares, despite the many nights spent rehearsing and gigging. It's a tough attitude to cop these days without looking like a clown, but by some combination of actually liking the job and letting that pleasure shine through, Hollister Fracus manages to pull it off just fine. -- Les Mixer
Hollister Fracus performs Friday, March 17, and Saturday, March 18, at the 19th Hole, 202 Sawdust Road, suite 118, in The Woodlands, at 9:30 p.m. For more information, call (281)363-2574.
2 Live Crew -- It has been a while since we heard from those four mischievous Miami menaces known as 2 Live Crew. Ten years have rolled by since they were transformed from foul-mouthed rappers to latter-day Lenny Bruces, mouthpieces of free speech, including the freedom of big-bootied ladies to shake their thangs in thongs. How quickly people forget. Now, 2 Live Crew is just those nasty bastards from Miami, and to be quite honest, the group has always been those nasty bastards from Miami. But before they came along, no one had ever heard of the Miami bass sound. So that's at least one feather in their Hurricanes Starter caps.
Up until this tour, 2 Live Crew hasn't been so active, at least not with its ever-lovable front man. When not being brought up on assault or bribery charges, head Crewman Luther "Luke" Campbell has been working on becoming the multimedia mogul he is today. He spent most of the '90s serving up his own skankified version of Playboy After Dark with the notorious pay-per-view booty fest Luke's Peep Show. He also plans to launch on April 3 a full-fledged Web site (www.lukeworld.com), which will probably be devoted to (what else?) big-bootied ladies in thongs.
The three remaining members, Mark "Brother Marquis" Ross, Chris "Fresh Kid Ice" Wong Won and DJ David "Mr. Mixx" Hobbs, had been holding down the 2 Live fort, which isn't to say they held it down smoothly. Most recently, the threesome appeared on an episode of Judge Joe Brown after a promoter refused to pay the trio for a concert, objecting to the "lewdness" in the act. Needless to say, the Crew won another victory for Amendment Numero Uno.
It's a good thing that all four are together again, because such rousing, patriotic anthems as "We Want Some Pussy," "A Fuck Is a Fuck" and "Baby Baby Please (Just a Little More Head)" don't really mean anything coming from only three grown men. 2 Live Crew performs Wednesday, March 22, at T-Town 2000, 6400 Richmond, at midnight. Admission is $15 for men under 21, $10 for men over 21 and $7 for women after 11 p.m. For more information, call (713)977-1851. (Craig D. Lindsey)
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