Concert Review: Miss June Conquer Brooklyn Bazaar
Brooklyn Bazaar feels like a Steam-punk paradise. With its flowery, “half-clock” back-drop, you feel like the minute it lights up, you have Doctor “Who’d” to another place. That type of setup amplified the power of Miss June as a Joan Jett-esque pop-rocking band that has no problems throwing Cherry Bombs to transform your day. Yet, they proved that part of being a “rocker” is that you are a little silly.
I never thought of it that way, but, from Blink-182 to The Runaways, the best rockers were goofy and did not take themselves seriously. They had no problem jumping around the stage and sledging their instruments like a pack of sharks thinking to be still was to be dead. Miss June smiles and appears like a warm friend, but let them rock and they become the voice of isolation. From “Twitch” to “Best Girl,” these New Zealanders were light in personality but heavy with a guitar. The dichotomy reveals something we all need to learn; being angry does not mean you are rage incarnate.
Every song, from “Drool” to “I Don’t Want To Be Your Dog,” resonated with the moments that someone either underestimated, undermined, or undervalued your worth, which, naturally, sucks. I know that, nowadays, with mindfulness becoming more important, self-empowerment or self-defense seems like a common topic. Yet, break-ups are still the central theme to music, and, not too long ago, women were solely singing to when “the man” will return. Yet, Miss June sticks a middle finger up to that guy. Hence, lead singer Annabel Lidell’s light-heartedness is central to the audience’s music epiphany; the better you feel about yourself, the more you can tell losers to go screw themselves. (Excuse My French!)
Miss June, even in name, feels bright and rebellious. Miss June: Queen of Summer Mischief! (lol!). Vocally, Liddell powers her voice like a goddess or sullies it like a pile of gravel; whatever she needs to do to to make you jump and toss around with her. She tweaks and twitches her chords as if the more a note is off, the more it is emotionally “on-key,” which is the heart of punk. For More Information On Miss June Click Here.
