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Damon McMahon’s current band, Amen Dunes, has a name that perfectly encapsulates the odd, secretive majesty of their music. I must admit, I hadn’t seen Damon perform since before he moved to China three years ago and his latest project, an intense trio, is even more all-encompassing than the last…
America Give Up, indeed. Since the Strokes and the long-lost Libertines have lost their relevancy, perhaps we do need a new bunch of 19-year-olds to shake up the basics of rock and roll for the younger set, proving that there’s still plenty to be said for rollicking choruses, simple guitar chords and comedic banter. Howler is clearly cocky frontman Jordan Gatesmith’s project, though his band mates Ian Nygaard (guitar), France Camp (bass), Max Petrek (keyboards) and Brent Mayes (drums) are the perfect backdrop, filling out Howler’s sound and making the set come alive like a boys’ bratty party on stage.
Needless to say, the blinding sea of frail Brooklyn whiteness—on and off stage—could not make proper kinesthetic sense of Friedberger’s off-tempo art-rock. On stage, she seamlessly coupled the warmth of Patti Smith with the outlandish glamour of Kate Bush, while playing songs that she must have discovered somewhere in Bowie’s k-hole
Bleeding Knees Club’s Alex Wall has perfected the art of the sneer but it’s all in the name of good punk fun. Let’s say the band is updating fave 60′s rock classics with a California dreamin’-by-way-of-the-Gold-Coast trip for the teenager still lurking within us.
“If you think we were loud and obnoxious before, you’re gonna hate this,” says singer/bassist Shaun Durkan before Weekend blasted into a new song, (“Hazel” perhaps), with all the sonic command and immediacy of hits off their Sports album.
London’s The Duke Spirit were more stunning than ever, playing the posh baronial party space upstairs at Bowery Hotel on Tuesday night for KCRW’s “School Night” event…
Creators Project, the fabulously well thought out partnership of art and commerce from Intel and Vice Magazine, went sprawling this …Read the Rest
Anika appeared before her rapt audience, bathed in lights that seemed a touch too bright for the no wave chill she conjured along with her band, (which feature the rhythm section of BEAK>, and an added guitarist and keyboardist).
James Murphy was one of the first working Mandy Coon’s crowd as they were seated, appearing as a proud, nervous dad-to-be while the rest of us were zenning out to his intro music, which sounded like an undulating, futuristic heartbeat, building to its apex just as the show started.