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Mother Mother Headline The Bowery Ballroom on Saturday Night

July 6th, 2017

Supporting their newly released full-length, No Culture (stream it below), which combines everyday-life issues with self-exploration, Vancouver, B.C., synth-rock band Mother Mother (above, performing “The Drugs”) will fabulously rock the stage at The Bowery Ballroom on Saturday night (with Brooklyn pop quintet Pavo Pavo opening). The album cover itself is open for interpretation, its serious tone colliding with an in-your-face attitude devoid of any apologies. The group’s frontman and songwriter, Ryan Guldemond, isn’t afraid to put Mother Mother’s thought-provoking takes on exploring identity through culture and how it fits into our differences and similarities on display. No Culture, their sixth long-player, continues the band’s distinctive, fast-paced synth sounds. Guldemond has discovered that by opening up his writing with personal stories that it’s become even easier for fans to connect with them. The songs have always had a nostalgic, captivating element with fast tempos and catchy lyrics, and they’ve evolved with a more intense, hard rock sound. Mother Mother’s onstage energy matches their upbeat songs, like “Hayloft.” Experience if for yourself on Saturday night. —Karen Silva | @ClassicKaren



Mild High Club Bring Hazy, Good Times to Rough Trade NYC

January 17th, 2017

Mild High Club – Rough Trade NYC – January 14, 2016

The band name Mild High Club might resemble something you could find searching for #fakejambands on Twitter, but it turns out to be an apt title for Alex Brettin’s L.A.-based slack-rockers. Their show at Rough Trade NYC on Saturday night got rolling with a palette-priming set from Brooklyn’s Pavo Pavo. Filled with arty permutations of synth, guitars and bass, they got the sold-out crowd moving with songs off their newest album, Young Narrator in the Breakers, and featured a few new songs for the last time live before bringing them into the studio.

Mild High Club kicked off their set featuring double twelve-string guitars, one of which Brettin said was brand new. The resulting dreamworld created by those guitars defined the show’s sound. Playing mostly songs off their 2016 Skiptracing album, like “Homage” and “Tesselation,” the band defined a music space evocative of the hazy feeling between a waking stupor and full-fledged REM sleep, a buzz not too extreme in either direction.

The slack-psych kept the audience spellbound, often crossing over into an almost smoke-filled jazz-club feel on “Head Out” or the bossa nova underpinnings of the album’s title track. Many of the songs oozed short-lived instrumental outros, floating dust motes of lingering melodies, ethereal and engaging and then fading to nothing. The set maintained the laid-back vibe of a cozy couch sit for a solid hour and then Brettin muttered, that mild buzz reaching its natural end, “I guess that’s it.”—A. Stein | @Neddyo