Nordic Press so far, Aug 2005
A quickie mention and pic on the Fader blog:
http://www.thefader.com/blog/?p=550
From the Turku area:
http://turunsanomat.fi/treffi/?ts=1,4:13:0:0,4:13:1:1:2005-08-24,4:322234,1:0:0:0:0:
Bergen:
http://www.bt.no/kultur/article394678
Os:
http://www.midtsiden.no/midtsiden2/nyheter/visart.asp?mode=2744
From Soundvenue.com (www.soundvenue.com/interview.asp?id=384):
"...Årets absolutte overraskelse var importeret fra Kina, og udgjorde noget i sig selv så modsætningsfuldt som et kinesisk punkband. Med den sidste koncert lørdag aften fik kinesiske Subs i den grad rystet gang i de ellers mistænksomt ubevægelige nordmænd, der udgjorde langt hovedparten af publikum. "I wanna be a scream queen!!!" gjaldede sangerinden med kraftig kinesisk accent. Det kunne dog ligeså godt have været en karakteristik, som et ønske. Sjældent oplever man et sådan skud energi, samtidig med at musikken holder hele vejen igennem med både afveksling og konstant intensitet. Fingrene krydset for at også de delegerede fra Roskilde Festival så den koncert..."
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that’s Beijing, June 2004
The first time you see Subs play, you'll wonder: Is this the Apocalypse? Are these the Four Horsemen come to harvest my soul? But you'll realise you're in Nameless Highland or the new Get Lucky - and the Four Horsemen probably wouldn't pick those places as their first stop for souls. Kang Mao, the lead singer, sure has an apocalyptic voice, though. Her real name is Kang Weiwei - she calls herself 'Mao' because she likes cats. She even has a sickeningly cute kitten tattoo on her shoulder. But her voice is like a dinosaur (probably an Allosaurus, or perhaps something smaller like a Dilophosaurus). She'll scream and you'll think you're going to die, but in a good way because getting killed by her voice would be sexy. She'll be jumping off amps and writhing on the floor so much you'll be afraid she might hurt herself ... or you.
Then you'll look over to the guitarist, Wu Hao, and be thrown off by his faux-afro and retro shirt. What's up with that? Does he think he's in At the Drive-In or something? He's got a Gibson SG plugged into a Marshall stack and when he wails on that thing, your teeth are going to shoot through the back of your head. He's a nice guy, and he'll probably help you pick them off the floor after the show. You may also notice that the drummer is A Dong, the bassist from Brain Failure, and the most muscular guy in the Beijing punk scene.
When bassist Zhu Lei jumps around and sings into the same microphone as Kang Mao, you'll know that real rock 'n' roll - the kind that scares the crap out of you, turns you on, and makes you move all at the same time - is here in Beijing. When their set is done, you probably won't want to stick around because the next band will probably be End of the World or Easy Going. Subs will be more than happy to go have a beer with you, though. They'll take you to some dive up the street. As you gulp down a bottle of Yanjing, Kang Mao will tell you that her English name is 'Pussy' (again, because she likes cats). Wu Hao will roll up his sleeve and show you his tattoo that says 'I Love Pussy.' And you'll think: Golly, these are the coolest people ever.
Gerald Mak