the coolest night for music - period · Feb 13, 02:31 PM

Is it possible that the Sad Crocodile once a month residency at Galaxy Hut has become the coolest local music showcase in town? Holding down the last Monday in every month with what DC Rock Club refers to as “stark songs with quirky and sardonic lyrics,” front man John Foster invites his favorite area songwriters to follow. Past shows have included everyone from The Caribbean to Roofwalkers to the first Sprites show in years and Greenland’s Jamie Green playing for over 2 hours on his birthday. It is a night not to be missed!

The spring line-up has just been announced and it looks like you just made plans for the next four months:

02/25 Austin and Marian (from the recently disbanded charmers Private Eleanor)
03/31 Paul Michel
04/28 Marty Royle (Washington Social Club solo)
05/26 Greenland

The summer possibly holds Sam Simkoff of Le Loup as well as a Roofwalkers return so stay tuned.

You can also catch Sad Crocodile at a special show at Murky Upstairs in Clarendon opening for Meredith Bragg in one of his rare solo appearances on Friday Feb 22nd (it’s all ages!)

Here are some kind words:

DC Rock Club said “Sad Crocodile plays depressing songs with lyrics that alternate between amusing and slightly disturbing,” and added “once you admit you like a band that’s mopey or cynical people assume you like shitty emo bands like Fall Out Boy, Taking Back Sunday, etc. Don’t mistake quality “wuss rock” with bands that are just plain annoying. I’m not afraid to say I’m partial to certain soft rock. Sad Crocodile is such a band. There’s a charm to John Foster’s stark songs with his quirky and sardonic lyrics.”

The nice folks at Sub Pop sent me this note. “I just listened to your demo. I dig it. “Holy Water Down” reminds me of Gastr Del Sol a little. Good stuff and oddly serious for such a happy guy.”

Mark Robinson of Teenbeat Records fame mused, “nice stuff, kind of dark (in a good way). I guess the crocodile IS sad.”

Pat Jarrett at brightestyoungthings.com said Sad Crocodile “sounded like John Foster had embodied Mark Sandman of Morphine with occasional ethereal twang from the telecaster. The overall experience-felt like I had been dumped and needed more pills/booze to make it all better. However- a band that’s able to draw that emotion out should be commended.”

— John Foster

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