It must be hard to be No Age. The noisy, museo-loved two-piece must have a difficult time sitting at home watching Tivo'ed episodes of Jon and Kate Plus 8 while memories of playing a show in the L.A. River, performing at the L.A. Public Library or covering Hüsker Dü with original bassist Bob Mould at All Tomorrow's Parties* swim in their skulls. Now the Hüsker Düdes (see what I did here?) may one-up themselves as they provide a live soundtrack to the heady animal film The Bear. Who knows how this will go down, as the artsy rockers score the film, which imagines the world through the eyes of the furry beast (so Howard Zinn, yes?). The two Sunday performances at the Silent Movie Theater are $15 each. Get tickets at the Cinefamily website

Here's the scoop from the Cinefamily site (video** added)

And a new song: No Age – “You're a Target” (MP3)

L.A.-based, world-renowned experimental noise pop duo No Age will appear live at the Cinefamily to perform their brand-new score for Jean-Jacques Annaud's majestic 1988 film The Bear, a near-wordless cinematic expedition deep into the savagery and tenderness of the animal kingdom.

Told from the titular species' point of view, The Bear chronicles the journey of an orphan bear cub and a lone adult bear banding together to avoid two human hunters. Along the way, director Annaud has great fun with the storytelling possibilities from a non-human perspective, including dream sequences and an unforgettable psychdelic mushroom bear trip!

With nearly no (human) dialogue, the film easily lends itself to live scoring, and No Age drummer Dean Spunt and guitarist Randy Randall have crafted a shimmering 90-minute set of sonic blasts and delicate textures that perfectly complement the peculiar, touching and altogether unique experience that is The Bear.

*This is actually the rarely executed, often-desired “future memory,” seeing as though this performance will take place at ATP NY on September 13th in Monticello, New York.

**Play the videos simultaneously to get a taste of what Sunday's antics may sound like

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