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Manchester Orchestra - The Bowery Ballroom - April 29, 2009

Thursday, April 30th, 2009

Manchester Orchestra -The Bowery Ballroom - April 29, 2009Andy Hull’s dimly lit figure loomed over The Bowery Ballroom crowd as he strummed the brooding opening notes of the six-minute “Pride.” Although it was an impressive start, it implied that Manchester Orchestra was about to play a show similar to their previous New York City performances—powerful and passionate, yet seemingly disengaged. Once the coarse song ended, however, Hull started calling audibles to his bandmates, and just one tune later, the band (and the audience) were smirking their way through a cover of Paul Simon’s “Me and Julio Down by the Schoolyard.”

The rest of Manchester Orchestra’s set loosened up with the band’s personality. They took time between songs to joke with the crowd, call out rambunctious fans and even take shots at themselves (like when guitarist Robert McDowell developed a sneezing fit). Instead of focusing on material from their week-old album, Mean Everything to Nothing, the band split time with the best from their first LP, I’m Like a Virgin Losing a Child—a move appreciated by the concertgoers, who shook the Ballroom’s floor during the screamer “Now That You’re Home.”

Still, the maturity shown in Manchester Orchestra’s new record translated to a more wholly enthralling performance. Their newest songs provided the most polished moments of the 14-song set, which lasted more than an hour. They showed they can still pump out powerful and passionate music while truly engaging the crowd. And with a chaotic, airborne-instrument performance of “Where Have You Been?” Manchester Orchestra completed one of the best shows The Bowery Ballroom will have this year. It was so good that after the band left the stage and never returned for the all-too obligatory encore, the sold-out crowd cheered and waited with the lights on until they absolutely had to leave. —Sean O’Kane

Photos courtesy of Sean O’Kane | seanokanephoto.com

Manchester Orchestra Tonight at The Bowery Ballroom

Wednesday, April 29th, 2009

On the heels of its second full-length album, Mean Everything to Nothing, released just last week, the young Atlanta band Manchester Orchestra has set out on a U.S. tour through the beginning of June. That very tour reaches the Lower East Side tonight as they play The Bowery Ballroom. The show is sold out. So if you’re not fortunate enough to have a ticket, this spirited performance of “Wolves at Night” on Late Show with David Letterman will have to fill the void. The song may sound familiar because you already know the band’s debut album, I’m Like a Virgin Losing a Child, or because you recognize it from the NHL ’08 soundtrack. Either way, these up-and-comers deserve your attention.

(Video from Late Show with David Letterman, 09/06/07)

Grow a Pair: Free Tickets to Peter Bjorn and John on April 30, 2009

Tuesday, April 28th, 2009

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Peter Bjorn and John are touring the U.S. on the strength of their fifth album, Living Thing, released last month. They arrive in our fair city this week for two shows—tomorrow at Webster Hall and another on Thursday at Music Hall of Williamsburg. And while both are sold out, The House List is giving away two tickets to see these Swedish rockers at Music Hall on Thursday, April 30th. Just fill out the form below, listing your name, e-mail address, which show you’re trying to win tickets to (Peter Bjorn and John, 4/30) and a brief message telling us why you deserve to Grow a Pair of free tickets. Eddie Bruiser, of course, will e-mail the lucky winner by noon on Thursday, April 30th. Good luck.

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Travis - Webster Hall - April 25, 2009

Monday, April 27th, 2009

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Webster Hall might as well have been a time machine Saturday night. Early in the set, “Writing to Reach You” sailed out over a sold-out crowd and it felt just like 1999. In less than four minutes, 10 years melted like a Prospect Park ice cream cone on the first hot day of spring. It felt real. It felt like the last of the Clinton years. But things have changed. The economy sucks, Travis never became as big as Coldplay and 2009 can have a sobering character.

Travis didn’t play like a band that missed the yellow brick road. There wasn’t anything approaching regret on the first hot evening of April. They were gracious, at one point noting, “We’re all here because we’ve got one thing in common: We like to go out and hear live music.” There is a sense that this was not about them at all. As if emphasizing the populism of their music, they ask their fans to take a minute to meet the strangers standing next to them. “Shake their hands,” said lead singer Fran Healy. The audience buzzed as people turned to one another and made acquaintance. In other settings, it would have seemed like a piece of awkward theater. In this room—with this band—it felt right. Travis launched into “Driftwood” and everyone sang along.

In the most electric moment of the evening, Healy launched himself off the drum kit. It punctuated the last two choruses of “Side,” arguably the band’s best song, and many in the crowd pumped their fists. Healy and the rest of Travis don’t look like they missed getting five-star famous by a nose. They are famous to the people at their shows. And that is a concept that transcends time. —Geoff Nelson

Ponytail - Music Hall of Williamsburg - April 25, 2009

Monday, April 27th, 2009

ponytailPonytail is the kind of band that inspires otherwise mild-mannered folks to dance like maniacs. By the time the Baltimore band began “Beg Waves” from their second album, Ice Cream Spiritual, the crowd at Music Hall of Williamsburg had managed to shake off all its shyness and was whipped into an impressive frenzy of sweaty, flailing limbs. As she pogo-ed, trilled and yelped her way through the song, lead singer Molly Siegel’s perma-grin grew that much bigger every time her eyes scanned the crowd.

Ponytail’s music draws influences from a multitude of sources, musical and otherwise, possibly including any or all of the following: drum circles, tropical-bird calls, finger paint and your favorite art-rock or noise-pop bands, like Deerhoof or Ecstatic Sunshine. Their songs are full of changing tempos and tend to favor sounds over straightforward lyrics. Ponytail provides a sonic blank canvas: Here is some wild music. Go forward and dance out your aggression, stomp away your issues, laugh, scream and sing (hoot?) along.

Crowd participation will not be frowned upon at a Ponytail show. (Case in point: After finishing another spirited number, Siegel announced, “That’s a new song!” In quick succession, audience members shouted out, “I liked it,” “I loved it,” and just to keep everyone modest: “It was pretty good.”) It occurred to me later that these proclamations may have all come from one person. But it doesn’t much matter, for the lesson learned on Saturday night is that the appropriate reaction to Ponytail’s music is that there is no appropriate reaction. Just react. —Alena Kastin

Kevin Devine - The Bowery Ballroom - April 24, 2009

Monday, April 27th, 2009

Kevin Devine - The Bowery Ballroom - April 24, 2009Just over a year ago, Kevin Devine headlined his first show at The Bowery Ballroom with a long, emotion-filled set. And just a handful of shows there later, he has become something of a regular: His shows sell out (and fast), his family attends and those in the crowd always check their distractions at the door so they can offer their total attention to one of New York City’s newest musical sons.

Unlike that first show in January of last year (which featured more pin-drop moments than most New York City shows will ever see), Devine’s performance on Friday highlighted his backing group, the Goddamn Band. The night served as the official CD-release show for his newest album, Brother’s Blood, which even Devine admitted during the set relies heavily on his band.

Devine and the Goddamn Band ruled the stage for almost two hours, playing much of the new album, due out tomorrow, including the eerie spine-tingler “Carnival” and the ultracatchy pop of “I Could Be with Anyone.” Devine’s shouts and screams were a perfect complement to Mike Strandberg’s brilliant lead guitar, Brian Bonz’s vocals (he also served as the opener), Russell Smith’s guitar, and bassist Chris Bracco and drummer Mike Skinner’s pressing rhythms.

The intense and bombastic points in the set (capped by the heart-wrenching growl of the title track, “Brother’s Blood”) were wonderful, but the night was special because of those pin-drop moments, as fleeting as they were. Devine finished the night with “Ballgame,” a performance that sucked the crowd’s breath out of its collective lungs, leaving the room so silent not even the clinking of glasses rang out from the bars in the back. —Sean O’Kane

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See Ponytail Tomorrow Night

Friday, April 24th, 2009

Ponytail, the Baltimore art-rock quartet with musical shades of Björk and Deerhoof, makes the short trip up to Brooklyn for a show at Music Hall of Williamsburg tomorrow. See them here performing “Beg Waves,” the first cut off their second album, Ice Cream Spiritual, and then, after spending the day outside lapping up the sun, see them tomorrow night.

Sara Watkins - Mercury Lounge - April 22, 2009

Thursday, April 23rd, 2009
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As her show began last night at Mercury Lounge, Sara Watkins mentioned that it was only her fourth time as a solo headliner ever. “And it’s in New York of all places,” she continued, “Which is just…fantastic.” Though no stranger to performing (Watkins is also a member of Nickel Creek), fantastic is not necessarily the word one expects to hear in reference to a show for New York City’s famously fickle crowds.

Watkins began on a high note, taking the stage with her band and stomping out a beat. Cradling her fiddle, she effortlessly launched into a rousing bluegrass number. With skills like that, Watkins deserves to feel fantastic. Throughout the show, her powerful vocals highlighted songs from her debut solo album, Sara Watkins, and a selection of cover songs by artists both traditional (John Hartford, Jimmie Rogers) and contemporary (Tom Waits, Jon Brion). Watkins’ songwriting is strong and the emotion behind her lyrics is tangible. The reflective “All This Time,” the album’s opening track, was especially striking live, including the crushingly frank and effective line: “I’m finally breaking it off/with your memory.”

As the set wound down, guitarist (and brother) Sean Watkins plucked a very familiar intro: It was Radiohead’s “No Surprises.” Sara’s plaintive rendition was as heart wrenching as the original. To her great testament, she manages to take a song so utterly distinctive and make it her own. But given the strength of her show, this shouldn’t come as much of a surprise. —Alena Kastin

Alexi Murdoch is sounding amaz…

Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009

Alexi Murdoch is sounding amazing @ the Bowery, SOLD OUT!!!

Sara Watkins Tonight at Mercury Lounge

Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009

If you’ve ever listened to Nickel Creek, you already know Sara Watkins plays a mean fiddle. But as she’s branched out on her own, Watkins has revealed herself to be an accomplished songwriter and a terrific singer. Her very first solo album, Sara Watkins, released earlier this month, was produced by none other than legendary Led Zeppelin bassist John Paul Jones. Want to have a happy Wednesday? Then check out Sara Watkins tonight at Mercury Lounge. Here, she performs “Too Much.”

Grow a Pair: Free tickets to Travis at Webster Hall on April 25, 2009

Tuesday, April 21st, 2009

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Before bands like Coldplay and Snow Patrol made it big in the U.S., there was Travis, straight out of Glasgow. Perhaps you know them because of their strong live shows or even because of their cover of Britney Spears’ “…One More Time” back in the day. Truthfully, it doesn’t really matter. All that does is that these guys, on the strength of their sixth album, Ode to J. Smith, released last September, are back. Their show at Webster Hall on Saturday, 4/25, sold out quickly, but you’ve still got a chance to see Travis because The House List is giving away two tickets. Just fill out the form below, listing your name, e-mail address, which show you’re trying to win tickets to (Travis, 4/25) and a brief message telling us why you deserve to Grow a Pair of free tickets. Eddie Bruiser—who else?—will e-mail the lucky winner by noon on Friday, April 24th. Good luck.

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Lucero - Music Hall of Williamsburg - April 18, 2009

Monday, April 20th, 2009
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After seeing so many bands in skinny ties or skinny jeans, it was a relief to see a group of dudes from Memphis with tattoos, beards, hats and T-shirts ripping it up onstage at Music Hall of Williamsburg just ’cause it was Saturday night. Lucero’s sound is a mash-up of a rootsy country twang, dueling rock guitars and straight-up punk, kind of like Southern rock on three-quarters speed. (To be clear: not at three-quarters speed, but on three-quarters speed.)

The audience was loud and rowdy from the beginning. Whether it was enthusiastically singing along, crowd surfing (“That doesn’t look comfortable,” remarked Ben Nichols, guitarist and lead singer), hooting and hollering, fist bumping, fist pumping, man hugging or beer tossing (and not always empties), the audience was a force itself. Lucero, fortunately, was also a force. With two guitars (including a Gibson Flying V!), a pedal steel, a bass, drums and keys, the band easily filled the room with their big sound, often jamming together rather than taking extended solos. Occasionally, like on Nichols’ solo material he’d “accidentally released,” the band employed a sparer—though no less lively—sound with just three musicians onstage.

Nichols, the ever-chatty frontman, should star in his very own reality show. He has an endearing stage presence, especially while drinking straight from a bottle of Jameson (“God, that tastes good!”) and while continually thanking the crowd for indulging him in songs from his own album. After one of those songs, he even added: “I was almost too drunk to sing that one.” And by the end of the toe-tapping, hip-shaking, head-nodding show, it was hard for everyone else to not feel too drunk, too. —R. Zizmor

The Felice Brothers - Webster Hall - April 17, 2009

Monday, April 20th, 2009

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There’s something to be said for coloring outside the lines—letting the crayon wander and just plain getting messy. That’s about how the Felice Brothers played it Friday night at Webster Hall. Heck, they didn’t even let a thing like a start time dictate things: The sign on the door read FELICE BROS. AT 9 P.M., but it wasn’t even 8:55 when the music began.

From the get-go it was one jagged, colorful line after another straying beyond the boundaries. There was no defined spot onstage for anyone to stand, no decorum whatsoever. It wasn’t even clear that the instruments were always perfectly in tune. This was music to be played in a nearly empty bar late at night, when no one in the crowd is seeing quite straight and they’re all singing along to every song even if they don’t know the words. Except it was quite early, it was a cavernous dance club in Manhattan and the place was absolutely packed. In a word, it was ragged—wonderfully, intentionally so.

The music had everyone smiling. It was the perfect antidote to a long day, a long week or a long year. Even when the songs slowed, they were up-tempo. And even when they touched on downright depressing themes, they were upbeat. There is an obvious Bob Dylan subtext in there—with the accordion and violin substituting for the harmonica—and the lyricism is filtered through a fifth of brown liquor, but the sound remains distinct and addictive. The set list was split almost evenly with songs off the Felice Brothers’ self-titled debut album and new material from their recent release, Yonder Is the Clock. It was all warm and sharp, like the bite of a shot of bourbon. —A. Stein

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Felice Brothers record release…

Friday, April 17th, 2009

Felice Brothers record release party @ webster hall, insane. Buy album on Team Love. Willy Mason opened, brilliant!

Grow a Pair: Free tickets to Tinted Windows at Mercury Lounge on 4/20

Friday, April 17th, 2009

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Tinted Windows are coming! Who? Tinted Windows: a brand new group comprised of Taylor Hanson (of Hanson—yeah, that’s right) on lead vocals, James Iha (of the Smashing Pumpkins) on guitar, Adam Schlesinger (of Fountains of Wayne) on bass and Bun E. Carlos (of Cheap Trick!) on drums. They’re releasing their eponymous debut album, Tinted Windows, on Tuesday, April 21st. But you and a friend could be lucky enough to see them the night before at Mercury Lounge. How? Great question! The House List is giving away two tickets to this sold-out show. Just fill out the form below, listing your name, e-mail address, which show you’re trying to win tickets to (Tinted Windows, 4/20) and a brief message telling us why you deserve to Grow a Pair of tickets. Eddie Bruiser—the patron saint of ticket giveaways—will e-mail the lucky winner by noon on Monday, April 20th. Good luck.

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The Felice Brothers

Friday, April 17th, 2009

The Felice Brothers, originally from the Catskill Mountains region of upstate New York, started out by playing in various New York City subway stations. Since then, their country-rock sound has taken them to Mountain Jam and even Levon Helm’s barn for one of his very cool Midnight Rambles. The band’s second major release, Yonder Is the Clock, came out earlier this month. See them here, performing “Frankie’s Gun,” and then see them tonight at Webster Hall.

Of Montreal - Music Hall of Williamsburg - April 15, 2009

Thursday, April 16th, 2009
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It started with a tiger—or, make that, a man wearing a tiger mask— creeping onstage, urging the expectant crowd to follow. The tiger was the White Rabbit, and we followed him down the rabbit hole, like a naive Alice, into the alternate universe of Kevin Barnes’s mind. Flashing strobes, psychedelic lights, nude suits and bizarro dress-up pantomime filled the gaps on the stage last night at the Music Hall of Williamsburg.

Then I closed my eyes and realized there’s music in there, really good music—funky, freak-out music that rides the bronco-buckin’ bass (sometimes two basses!) like in some dream-world rodeo. Man, that bass really popped. I’d previously seen Of Montreal at Roseland Ballroom, and the geometry of the room and that show dissipated the songs in the spectacle, overtaking all on the back of a white horse. But in the cozy confines of Music Hall, the spectacle only enhanced the music. It was a perfect mix from the entire groovy catalog, like a steroid-enhanced psychofunkula.

Is there time to discuss Janelle Monáe, who opened the show? She was an utter revelation: Sun Ra, Outkast and Jimi Hendrix perfectly pureed and poured into Monae’s curvy, tuxedoed, hairdo-from-the-future-of-the-past figure, dancing around like a robot on holiday. Unfortunately, I can’t really get into that because too many adjectives are required. You’d better just check her out. She’s that good. —A. Stein

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