The ambiance of Beacon's R&B-tinged compositions harken back to the '90s. Back then "CrazySexyCool" exemplified sex-imbued music without turning carnality into gratuity.
It was a sight to behold inside the velvet-covered walls of Plush this past Friday night. Lines of West County soccer moms, new-wave cougars, rockabilly cats and kittens, dreaded goths, muscle men, aging hipsters and even KDHX DJs waited with bated breath and drink in hand for Adam Ant.
The word "hippie" has a bad connotation. Hippies don't mind because that's the way of the hippie. In fact hippies love to call themselves hippies.
"I was supposed to do great things," cries Cold War Kids vocalist Nathan Willett on "Miracle Mile," the opening track of "Dear Miss Lonelyhearts," their fourth full-length record. It's a millennial sentiment with which we can all identify, yet from the mouths of these Long Beach, Calif. indie rockers it somehow doesn't seem trite.