It’s hard to believe that a mere two-and-a-half years ago I was watching Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros play at Portland’s small Holocene club. I had been following Alex Ebert’s other band, Ima Robot, for years, so when I caught wind that he was starting a new band, I had to check it out.
Black Marble sounds exactly like what their name implies: cold and dark. Their show at New York City’s Le Poisson Rouge this past Thursday showed the duo of Chris Stewart and Ty Kube invoking post punk and no wave styles from more classic bands like Suicide, and being on the same plane as more current
Make all the 4:20 drug references you want, but going to see new psychedelic rock band, Sleepy Sun, play on the drug user’s holiday was a great choice. While the crowd gathered at Chicago’s Subterranean, it was apparent that many audience members had partook in celebrating the day before the show. When first entering the
This is the Kit is the songwriting project of Kate Stables, who has a voice like an old friend. Some songs are like a comfortably rollicking lullaby, and others like stimulating psychedelic adventures. For her late set at Mercury Lounge, Stables switched between banjo and electric guitar, and was joined by a drummer and bassist.
Alright, I’m gonna come out and say it: Sleeper Agent is hot. They’ve recently released their first kick-ass album, Celebrasion, they just played Coachella, they’re in the middle of touring their sweet Kentucky faces off, and, thanks to the band’s ruthless energy, they make it seem pretty effortless. Now that that’s out, I have another
At this point in my life I have seen thousands of bands, ranging from the biggest in the world to new bands, and I’ve never seen a group of performers happier to be on a stage playing then The Lumineers. From the opening note at Space in Evanston, the sold out crowd didn’t stop dancing,
As a currency, nostalgia seems to be more valuable than ever. Thanks to the Internet, the neatly packaged annals of human history are available everywhere, at any time. People are now archivists of this information, with rediscovered art currents blooming in a scattered, but collective renaissance. I’ll admit this topic is well-trod ground, especially from
I wish I could simply write, “I don’t have words to describe what I saw and experienced last night at the U.S. Royalty show,” however, that would be a very boring way to sum up everything I saw from this great new band, so I am going to try to do them justice since I
On Tuesday night, Los Angeles’ Echoplex transformed into a dance club hosted by the rapidly-ascenting promoter Check Yo Ponytail 2. The lineup was excellent, consisting of the lovely Danish Oh Land, the eccentric Blood Orange, and the dark sounds of TRUST. For those of you who have not heard TRUST before, picture a mix of
Night Beats I walked into Music Hall of Williamsburg to music already playing, and I knew from the heavy-reverbed note bending that sounded like a portal straight back to Texas psych rock from the ’60s, that Night Beats was on stage. Singer D. Lee Blackwell split his time between growling and yelping into the mic