Monthly residencies have become somewhat of an institution in Los Angeles’ thriving Echo Park/Silver Lake music scene. Every month, a local band headlines a venue like The Echo or The Satellite and plays a free show on Monday nights. In August, Cotillon took over The Echo and on Monday night, the garage rockers closed out
When I meet the six members who make up Balmorhea at Austin’s Mohawk, I am immediately struck by their kind spirit. It is perhaps, that very nature, full of nurture and unadulterated calmness, that fuels the singularly instrumental music they construct. It is a breezy August night and this is a venue made for this
It is a slow night in Austin. I-35 is not as busy as usual and the buzz that normally carries the city along is oddly quiet. As you move closer to Frank Erwin Center, the official venue of The University of Texas at Austin located on the cities iconic Red River Street; there is something
Consisting of minimalist noise and intermittent snippets of discernible “music,” ambient drone can feel overwhelming or serene, psychedelic or horrifying, focused or completely scattered. In a live setting, that broad range of sounds can result in a lively, bustling audience, or a meditative, intensely focused one. Los Angeles’ tiny, intimate Pehrspace venue hosted all of
Brooklyn’s 285 Kent is, at this point, pretty notorious for having raucous, all ages shows. This one was certainly no different. After having some sour sound issues with the opening band, we got to the meat of the night (hehe) with Chain and the Gang and Hunx and His Punx. Ooo-wee did it get steamy
Down in the boot of Louisiana, New Orleans is putting out real music (the kind with instruments), and the rest of the country is starting to pay attention. Over the last several years it has become a haven for indie musicians inspired by the South’s musical heritage. Coyotes’ members moved from across the U.S. (L.A.,
Music festivals are the Jackson Pollock paintings of the concert-going experience: both are messy, frustratingly incoherent and unmercifully overwhelming affairs. Yet, under the right conditions or at a certain angle or with the help of questionable substances/chemicals/beverages flowing through the blood stream, they can turn into beautiful, spiritual enlightenments. Such is Outside Lands, another excuse
Though the members of San Cisco claim that the band’s name means nothing – it is not a real place and has no definition, it just kind of came to be – the Australian-based quartet seems to transport its listeners to a far off land with its dark indie pop covered in a sugary sweet
The Carolinas breed some out there shit, man. Asheville, NC native Jackson Scott is one of them. His bio is full of high-brow jargon, which I’m sure he didn’t write himself, but after absorbing a few songs the connection begins to emerge. With his first musical memory being that of hearing Nirvana at four years
Lucky for Pickathon goers, if you missed a set of a band you were itching to see, each act plays at least two sets on different stages throughout the weekend. At the last day of the festival, however, if you haven’t caught your favorite bands by now you better make sure to do it today!