Wednesday night proved manic at the Firebird. A barrage of openers spread the wild energy over three sets of not so dissimilar genres.
(of a song) like an anthem in being rousing or uplifting.
See also: F*cked Up at the Firebird on Friday, July 1, 2011.
The versatility of of Montreal has never been in question. But when the indie rock maestros hit town for a rare July 4 session they lit up the KDHX studios with an arsenal of sonic fireworks.
In the midst of two independent and successful musical careers, Thao Nguyen and Mirah Yom Tov Zeitlyn decided to do something slightly different. They teamed up.
What happens when a neo-punk band enters a trance filled with clarinets, guitars, percussion and Indonesian, throat-sung lyrics? Arrington de Dionyso's Malaikat dan Singa, that's what.
Spooky and soulful, arch and enigmatic, the music of Theodore will challenge everything you think you know about Americana.
Shilpa Ray and her Happy Hookers' Teenage and Torture unleashes all of the angst and tortured thoughts of the teenage years with a musical prowess developed in adulthood.
I will readily admit that I had my doubts about Friday night's show at Off Broadway. Tobacco -- moog-minded frontman of Black Moth Super Rainbow, Tom Fec -- immediately struck me as a poor fit for the Lemp Ave. mainstay, which tends to shy away from experimental or electronic artists in favor of Midwestern rock and acoustic acts catering to the 30-something set.
After the epic weekend of tornadoes and storms I went to sit in on the El Ten Eleven concert to get some peace this past Monday night.
Relying on simple melodies layered with spacey pedal effects and the rare skuzzy riff, El Ten Eleven creates songs that play like an ideal mixtape, both for cool kids who want nerd cred and the nerds who are, like the Adam and Nathan of one notorious song, totally kickass.