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A Formidable One-Two Punch

November 14th, 2011

Manchester Orchestra/White Denim – The Wellmont Theatre – November 13, 2011


Watching Manchester Orchestra blaze through its set at The Wellmont Theatre last night, the one word that kept popping into my mind was emotional. The music, largely pulled from the new album, Simple Math, as written and sung by frontman Andy Hull feels very autobiographical, and the emotions seemed to pour out in a very literal fashion. Angry songs sounded angry, apologetic songs had an apologetic feel but all the songs felt honest … and loud; very loud and intense. Most bands come out and ask, “How are you all feeling tonight?” But Manchester Orchestra played like some metaphysical therapist had asked the clichéd “How does that make you feel?”—and then supplied more than the shrink had bargained for.

The set began with “Deer,” as the album does, and everyone in the audience sang along from the start, like they’d spent considerable time listening to the disc on repeat and that they felt everything there was to feel in lyrics like “Dear everyone I ever really knew/ I acted like an asshole so I could keep my edge on you.” While the album has the subtleties of strings and well-polished harmonies to give it an almost operatic feel, the live versions were 100 percent visceral. It was like the difference between watching a well-orchestrated football game on television and getting flattened by a 250 lb. linebacker. Hull dripped with that emotion in every song as the band backed him doubly: double guitars, sometimes double drums and double-wide beards. Through new songs like “Pensacola” and older favorites like “100 Dollars” and “I’ve Got Friends,” the fist-pumping crowd was left to wonder how to summon those feelings every night.

In the opening slot, the guys in White Denim crammed as many musical ideas as they could into their 45-minute set, like a fortified cereal brimming with all of the recommended daily allowances. Barely pausing to take a breath, their 20-plus-minute stretches of songs and prog jams and instrumentals strung together to confound an unsuspecting audience that didn’t know when or if to applaud. Working almost exclusively off this year’s release, D, the band proved to be, once again, at the top of its high-energy game. The mixture of technical skill, tight interplay and brain-boogie songwriting proved to be a perfect Sunday night foil for Manchester Orchestra’s gut-punch set. —A. Stein

Photos courtesy of Sean O’Kane | seanokanephoto.com

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Don’t Miss Manchester Orchestra on Sunday

November 11th, 2011


Some bands hatch fully formed, some peak early and others steadily improve, like a fine wine. Andy Hull (vocals and rhythm guitar) started writing songs in high school in suburban Atlanta. And while the tunes might not have been fully formed, he began to flesh them out with friends Jonathan Corley (bass) and Jeremiah Edmond (drums). Soon enough, Manchester Orchestra was born. (The name comes from the English city that begat the likes of Oasis, Joy Division and the Smiths.) With Tim Very replacing Edmond and Chris Freeman (keys) and Robert McDowell (lead guitar) joining, the band eventually became a five-piece. The group’s first full-length, I’m Like a Virgin Losing a Child, came out in 2006. And with the release of each successive EP and a LP, including this year’s Simple Math, the band’s storytelling has gotten tighter and its sound has improved. And you can see Manchester Orchestra (above, playing “Virgin” on Late Show with David Letterman) on Sunday at The Wellmont Theatre. Do yourself a favor and don’t miss the opener, White Denim.

A Two-Night Anniversary Party for Downtown Records This Weekend

March 2nd, 2011


Downtown Records celebrates its five-year anniversary this weekend with two great shows. Saturday at Terminal 5 is already sold out, but you can still join the party at Webster Hall on Friday night, when A-Trak, Art Brut (above, playing “DC Comics and Chocolate Milkshakes” for Seattle’s KEXP), White Denim, Lissy Trullie and the Suzan all take the stage. So come on out and celebrate a local label done good. And as an added bonus, purchase tickets for Friday’s show now for a chance to win access to the Thrillist VIP lounge at Webster Hall and access to Thrillist’s exclusive after-party at the Hudson Hotel following Saturday’s show!

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The Power of Three, Twice

November 13th, 2009

White Denim/Brazos – Music Hall of Williamsburg – November 12, 2009

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In my opinion, Austin, Texas, is one of the truly great American cities, seamlessly patching together disparate archetypes into one coherent, unique population. Last night, two Austin bands rocked Music Hall of Williamsburg with music that carried on the mash-up spirit of their hometown. Ostensibly, the only thing they had in common was that both are guitar-bass-drum trios from the same city, but, taking a step back, you could see how each tied together a wide range of sounds and influences that became their own distinct music. You could break down each bit if you wanted to, but that would defeat the purpose.

The headliner was White Denim. Guitarist-vocalist James Petralli began by setting up several overlapping loops with his guitar to immediately densify the sound. I was not expecting that. Over 20 minutes, a broken guitar string and plenty of awe-inspiring face-melt rock later, they finally took their first pause before quickly diving back into it. They repeated this routine thrice—was it three 20-minute songs or 20 three-minute songs strung together with virtuoso segue and genre-defying sound? Doesn’t matter. The music expertly flip-flopped through styles until all influences were invisible. In true power-trio form, each musician seemed to add more than one-third of the sound, amplifying the music to an awesome better-than-its-parts level. Their new release, Fits, while highly recommended, is a coy hint of the live show’s intensity.

The opener, Brazos, was the stripped-down, dreamy groove-pop version of the same blind-influence mash. Keep an eye on these guys. Highlighted by a greased-pig bass that surprised me with its slipperiness, the trio got quite a bit of bounce out of its sound. After their too-short set, the crowd gave a hearty applause befitting a headliner. —A. Stein