It’s devastating to a music fan when a band that you’ve invested so much heart and soul into decides to call it quits. It’s even worse when you have the feeling that the band’s best work was still ahead of them. It’s a selfish thing, really; the artists are ready to move on, to do what they feel is best for themselves, but we want them to stay, to keep doing what we know.
This is to say that last week I was one of those fans, trying to cling to InnerPartySystem’s ankle and plead for them not to go. Very few bands have made such an immediate and lasting impact on me as IPS, who came into my life as many bands have: as the opening act for another of my favorite bands.
The controversial and somewhat disturbing video for "Don't Stop."
In December 2007, my friends and I descended upon the city of Chicago with one thing in mind: a weekend of fun and partying at Kill Hannah’s annual New Heart for Xmas celebration. The first night was an intimate concert for the band’s die-hard fans, and we were thrilled at the prospect of hearing some old and rare live songs from the band’s catalog. That night, however, I think KH were all but upstaged by their opening act.
Hidden behind a bank of programmed lights and a wall of samples and synth, backed up by live drums and guitar, and with a singer with a voice so steady and clear that it never got lost amidst the chaos around it, InnerPartySystem came on that tiny stage at Subterranean and owned that crowd. I have never danced so hard in my life. The hooks were infectious, the lyrics instantly unforgettable. By the end of the set, despite never having seen them, we were screaming, “feed the rich, and fuck the poor!” right along with them.
It was instant attraction; an immediate addiction. Their Download EP made its way into our car’s CD player and didn’t leave for several months. Fortunately for us, IPS went on tour with Kill Hannah the next year, and we had the chance to see them several times. Their live set never disappointed. The mix of live and sampled instruments, and Patrick’s amazing voice delivering vocals with the force and rage of a speech at a populist rally brought such incredible energy to the stage. I never saw them have an off night.
This isn"t the Metro show, but it"s a great live video of "Transmission," up close so you can see the insanity.
One of my favorite live IPS memories happened again in Chicago, at the next year’s New Heart show — this time, the main concert on Saturday night. We were in the front of the balcony at the Metro, with a great view of the stage and the packed crowd below. The guys then launched into this insane cover of Joy Division’s “Transmission,” and the sight of the four of them onstage, silhouetted by their light show, each bent over his own instrument, intently grinding the song out, ratcheting up the intensity as it built to its climax was a sight and experience to behold. If you ever doubted it was possible to give electronic music life, that performance would have made you a believer.
Even lyrics-wise, IPS’s songs hit deep and home. To me, they’re rooted in the GenX mindset, railing against the glorification of pop culture, the soul crushing experience of growing up in towns with dying industries, closed minds and no oppotunities, and even the bitterness of relationships gone wrong. There is no shortage of thinly veiled contempt for many modern American institutions. I think that’s another reason why their music speaks so strongly to me. The message is one that resonates with my generation, even if the sound is very 21st century. It just doesn’t get old.
Another great live performance, and one of my favorite IPS songs, "Heart of Fire."
I don’t know what led to the band’s demise — sorry, indefinite hiatus — but I’ve always thought they were too “smart” for mainstream music. Their videos are as edgy and borderline disturbing as their songs, to the point where they censored and eventually re-shot the video for Don’t Stop. I think the modern recording industry just didn’t know what to do with them. The band had also gone through some changes recently, moving more toward a strictly electronic sound and losing a member. I wasn’t as big of a fan of the newer sound, but the quality of the songwriting was unchanged. I don’t know if this was a sign of the band’s impending demise or not.
So, while I selfishly wail and gnash my teeth over the loss of one of my favorite bands, I will continue to tell anyone I come across who is looking for new music to check out their stuff. I think it’ll endure, whether or not the lineup does. And to the guys from IPS — each of them nice, witty, interesting and so kind to their fans — I wish nothing but the best. I can’t wait to see what comes out of their individual madness, if this is what the collective produced.




