Around 2005, I stumbled upon the New Pornographers via one of those ubiquitous sampler CDs stuck in the middle of every music magazine of the aughts. The song "Use It" lead me to seek out the rest of the band's third album "Twin Cinema." It was love at first listen.
Jam veterans Widespread Panic returned to St. Louis on Tuesday night for the first of two shows at Peabody Opera House as part of its fall tour. As a diehard fan of the band for nearly 25 years, I was of course excited to spend some time with them once again in my home city at such an intimate venue.
"I'm just a weird guy trying to make everybody happy," Ryan Adams proclaimed halfway through his set on Sunday night. A crowd had gathered near the front of the Peabody Opera House stage, and those trying to see the show from their seats seemed visibly (and in one case, physically) disgruntled. After some pushes and grumbles from the crowd, Adams stepped in.
Lucius cannot be contained. The last time the five-piece indie-rock ensemble, fronted by the stunning vocal harmonies of Jess Wolfe and Holly Laessig, was in town their energy and sound seemed to push at the tiny confines of the Duck Room walls, begging for a larger venue. It was an unforgettable show.
It was 25 years ago today(ish) that Ringo formed a band to play.
When Spoon's Britt Daniel talked to KDHX's Kevin Korinek, he described the band's new album, "They Want My Soul," as one for playing on a car stereo. With shimmery synthesizers and guitar pedal work, the live possibilities of taking this beautiful production piece out of the car, combing it with their past efforts is daunting.