jc brooks & the uptown sound @ kings

It’s no secret that I’m a huge fan of the retro soul and ’60 doowop pop sound that’s making huge waves in the indie music community these days; I almost love it more than boys with beards and banjos. (It’s close, but I’m a sucker for a banjo.) But it’s hard to call what electric…

sinful savage tigers @ the station

If you didn’t stay til the bitter end of this great show, you missed me bullying Josh Moore and SST into covering ‘The Weight’ for me. They killed it, and I am terrifically bossy. Sinful Savage Tigers’ last Americana Revue … the Station better get somebody as good as SST and predecessors Magnolia Collective to…

hoots & hellmouth @ the casbah

Delighted by the chance to see my beloved Hoots & Hellmouth twice in a month, and hope it heralds their touring more through North Carolina in places I can see them. Lovely humans, stellar musicians, and Sean Hoots’ songwriting on the just released Salt is staggering in both its breadth and its intimate detail. Salt…

delta spirit @ cat’s cradle

Delta Spirit loves what they do. They write hooky songs with basslines that make you want to shake your hips, and any band that even occasionally uses two drummers is bound to groove pretty hard. They were just flat-out fun last night, and even the normally stolid Chapel Thrill crowd really got into it. I…

fanfarlo @ cat’s cradle

Everything about seeing Fanfarlo last night at the Cradle — a small crowd, but one that really, really wanted to see this band, especially irritating underage drunk asshole who yelled for “Fire Escape” all show; with Hospitality at the 506 and War on Drugs at Kings, there was competition, plus, oh, you know, the ACC…

heartless bastards @ cat’s cradle

I wanna be Erika Wennerstrom when I grow up. The nice married gentleman standing next to me up against the Cradle stage said that his young son calls her the little woman with the big voice, and it’s an utterly correct description — Erika Wennerstrom is a slight woman, not weighing much more than her…

they might be giants @ lincoln theatre

I could write another post about this weird and amazing life of mine would delight and awe my sixteen year old self, but isn’t that kind of getting old? Here’s what I can say instead: They Might Be Giants can still rock the hell out of a room, even though they’re all sort of old…

magnolia collective — ghost stories

Magnolia Collective — Ghost Stories. I owe a debt of gratitude to MagCo — I’d been shooting local music for a few years, but I really got a introduction to the center of the Chapel Hill scene thanks to their regular Thursday residency at the Station this year. I met people I’d never have met…