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The Onion Write-Up

Here's a little write-up in the Onion's Chicago edition:

The City On Film w/ The Firebird Band, Hirudin & Dogme 95
Beat Kitchen, 9 p.m., $8, 18+
After Andy Greenwald’s 2003 book, Nothing Feels Good: Punk Rock, Teenagers, And Emo, infuriated him, Eric Grubbs decided to try and do the ’90s post-punk scene justice with his own history. Post is a work in progress, but publisher Mission Label will host this benefit so that Grubbs’ book can hit the streets sooner rather than later. Two bands whose leaders—former Braid members Bob Nanna and Chris Broach—figure prominently in Post will head the bill. When Braid broke up in 1999, the body was barely cold before Broach formed The Firebird Band anid the remaining three-fourths started Hey Mercedes, whose troubled run ended earlier this year. Nanna has since shifted focus to his former side-project, The City On Film, where he delves into understated pop instead of Hey Mercedes’ full-bore guitar rock. TCOF’s debut, In Formal Introduction, came out earlier this year. In The Firebird Band, Broach ditches guitars in favor of keyboards and drum machines, but the group’s sprawling, inconsistent album, The City At Night, suffers a bit from its own ambition.
-Kyle Ryan


J-Wo said…

I'm so envious of you having that show for your book. I bet it's pretty exciting. I've been following your blog every day and I must say it's pretty spot on, especially when you talk about David Sadoff and Lunar Rotation. Anyways man, keep in touch.

Anonymous said…
city on film has a new ep -- -- know if it's any good?
Eric Grubbs said…
If it's from Bob with City on Film, you can pretty much guarantee its goodness.

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