My Gold Mask
Hideout; Sat 9
It doesn’t take more than a couple of people and a pile of effects to make a healthy din or at least to drum up some atmosphere. Going beyond that to command an audience’s attention, however, demands at least a modicum of inspiration. Local newcomers My Gold Mask boast a certain spark and seem to know they’ve got it going on, too. The duo of Gretta Rochelle and Jack Armondo play with an attitude—as if it’s only a matter of time before people fall head over heels for its spooky racket.
Whether that trait comes off as arrogance will be up to the listener, but it’s plenty easy to give in to the menacing, minimalist swagger of the band’s new A Thousand Voices EP (this gig celebrates the record’s release). The gothy rock further advances Rochelle’s nascent star power. You can name your pick of influences—Siouxsie Sioux, Karen O, Alison Mosshart—but to her credit Rochelle growls, snarls, howls, moans and drums over Armondo’s gritty, reverberating guitar as if she’s the world’s first girl gone wild.
The pair’s soulful tempestuousness boosts songs such as the aching, rambling “Violet Eyes” and the jet-engine-intense “All Up in the Air” into entrancing duels. It sounds less like a rookie’s first shot than a confident return from a band on its way up to even bigger things (formerly the two were in Bang Bang). Get on at the ground level.