This past Saturday night, May 7th, I headed down to the House of Blues in Anaheim to check out Portugal. The Man in concert for the second time. The first time I saw this strangely wonderful band play was last October at the El Rey, and I was relatively unfamiliar with their stuff. Now wholly
In what has to be the most elaborate stage setup I’ve ever seen executed in New York with a venue NOT named Madison Square Garden, The Joy Formidable took the stage at Webster Hall Friday evening, complete with antique furniture, a full-length mirror, candlelight, 15 life-sized plastic cats and a gong. Yes, a real gong.
Last night was Apollo Run’s final show as the Artist in Residence at Union Hall, a luxuriant Brooklyn venue with bocce ball courts and a library/lounge. I guess in Park Slope it’s true that Thursday is the new Friday: the upstairs barroom was close to packed. A large number of people had come to see
Up into Hollywood, climbing streets, dodging pedestrians and stopped cars, I went. Only a few hours ago, it feels like years. Paid a stranger to take my car—strange, when you put it like that. I stood in front of The Music Box’s bright marquee where it read THE AIRBORNE TOXIC EVENT.
While some debate whether you can have too much of a good thing, no one can argue that you can definitely have too much of the same thing. Veteran rap group The CUF was originally formed in 1993, which has allowed for plenty of time to find the group’s niche, or musical comfort zone. Eighteen
Portland’s Winebirds can be likened to Fleetwood Mac, if they had grown up watching a lot of The Partridge Family. That’s what my camera guy, Alex, said about them as we were leaving their show at The Woods Saturday night. It wasn’t an insult- he liked them a lot. It’s just that the Winebirds’s mixture
285 Kent Ave is probably one of the most DIY venues in Williamsburg, Brooklyn that I know about. Anything put on by Todd P is guaranteed to be wholly representative of underground Brooklyn and beyond, and he does book a lot of shows at various venues, but 285 Kent Ave is a great example of
Following the awesomeness that was Death From Above 1979, it dawned on my that the weekend was almost over. Coachella is really an experience, even beyond the music; the people, the sights, the conversation, the atmosphere–everything stays with you and really creates a sense of wholeness, of totality. I was exhausted, sticky with sweat, and
Last night at the Music Hall of Williamsburg, The Raveonettes performed songs in support of their beautifully melodic and hauntingly crafted fifth album, Raven In The Grave, which I reviewed here. The band were supported by shoegaze duo Tamaryn, who helped provide the mood music during both sold-out evenings in Brooklyn: Wednesday and Thursday.
Walking in to the Whiskey last night I knew I was in for a great show- a show I’d been waiting for for several months in fact. Kopek had been in the states promoting their latest release White Collar Lies and they had finally made it to the infamous Whiskey A Go Go in my