brian jonestown massacre @ cat’s cradle

Brian Jonestown Massacre’s new record, Aufheben, is a swirling mess of synthesizers and experimental guitar noise, and their live show was no different, except just a hair more captivating — and the record is pretty trance inducing as it is — watching Anton Newcombe and company spin all those parts into something whole and spider-webbed…

two for the road

I’m putting together end of the year lists, like everyone else, but I couldn’t let these two slip through without writing about them. Both out today, 12/6. The Black Keys — El Camino: my love for the Black Keys is pretty well described as primal; their 2010 album Brothers remains an album that I think…

jon lindsay @ slim’s

Jon Lindsay writes the kind of indie guitar pop songs that stick in your head because of a catchy chorus or a well-picked guitar line, and it’s not until you listen to them later that you realize they’ve wormed their way into your head because they’re sly and subtle and impeccably clever; he is a…

the sea & cake @ local 506

Friday’s show at the 506 was a lovely evening full of jangly indie rock from the Sea & Cake and Butterflies, and absolutely staggering dreamy instrumental post-rock from Chicago’s Brokeback. Warm and comforting in the best way. Full set here.

okkervil river @ cat’s cradle

Okkervil River was one of my last musical discoveries in Chicago — Lani and Linney and I saw them open for the Decemberists at the Metro, on the Picaresque tour, before Black Sheep Boy had even come out. I saw them four times in four months in 2005, four startlingly different venues — a sold-out…

worth getting up for: march

Worth getting up for in March: Frontier Ruckus and Low Anthem and the Deep Dark Woods Daytrotter sessions; Jim Avett, Superchunk oh oh oh Superchunk, the Rural Alberta Advantage, Wye Oak, Holy Ghost at the Cradle, Tim Barry, Oberhofer, J. Roddy Walston & the Business; ACC college baseball; the ACC basketball tournament, mostly; the NCAA…

the magnolia collective @ the station

Up front: 11pm is a late set for me, even on a Thursday, even in Carrboro three minutes from my house, but I’d been hearing great things about the Magnolia Collective’s residency at the Station for months, from various people (okay, including some people that I talk to but whose opinions are suspect, but mostly…

jason & the scorchers @ berkeley cafe

So more than three years ago, two days before 2008 happened, after the worst six months of my life, I went to see Jason Isbell at the Lincoln Theatre; there’s another story there, too, and it ends with me punching someone in the face, but it’s not the important story here (perhaps someday it will…