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Toro Y Moi Announces March/April Tour & New Album

UNDERNEATH THE PINE OUT FEB. 22, 2011


Toro Y Moi

Columbia, South Carolina’s Chaz Bundick, aka Toro Y Moi, has announced a string
of new tour dates in the new year, starting off with a Jan. 19 show in New York with Cloud Nothings and picking
back up on March 11 in Athens, GA. The two month tour will coincide with the release of new album,
Underneath the Pine, out Feb. 22, 2011.

TORO Y MOI TOUR DATES

01/19 New York, NY Mercury Lounge *
03/11 Athens, GA 40 Watt

03/12 Atlanta, GA Drunken Unicorn
03/13 New Orleans, LA Circle Bar
03/14 Houston, TX Fitzgeralds

03/15 McAllen, TX M.P.M. Fest @ Ambiente
03/16 – 03/18 Austin, TX SXSW
03/19 Dallas, TX Club Dada

03/21 Tempe, AZ Sail Inn

03/22 Costa Mesa, CA Detroit Bar
03/23 Los Angeles, CA Troubadour

03/24 San Francisco, CA Great American Music Hall

03/25 Portland, OR Doug Fir

03/26 Kennewick, WA The Red Room
03/27 Seattle, WA Crocodile

03/28 Vancouver, BC Biltmore

03/30 Salt Lake City, UT Urban Lounge
03/31 Denver, CO Larimer Lounge

04/01 Kansas City, MO Riot Room
04/02 Omaha, NE Slowdown Jr.
04/03 Minneapolis, MN 7th St. Entry

04/05 Chicago, IL Empty Bottle

04/06 Bloomington, IN The Bishop
04/07 Toronto, ONT Wrongbar
04/08 Montreal, PQ La Sala Rossa
04/09 Boston, MA Brighton Music Hall
04/12 Philadelphia, PA First Unitarian Church
04/13 Baltimore, MD Talking Head
04/14 Washington, DC Rock N Roll Hotel

04/15 Chapel Hill, NC Local 506


* = w/ Cloud Nothings

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The Church: 2011 U.S. Tour

THREE DECADES OF THE CHURCH IN THREE CLASSIC ALBUMS


The Church

The Church will return to
select U.S. cities to perform their three classic albums Untitled #23, Priest=Aura and Starfish in one
night.

The band, recently inducted into the Australian Rock and Roll Hall Of Fame, will begin the night in the present,
covering the last decade with the critically acclaimed Untitled #23. Proceeding backwards into the ‘90s the
band will then perform perennial fan favourite, Priest=Aura (an album not supported by a tour when
originally released in the USA). The band will conclude the evening with a performance of the all-time classic album,
Starfish.

Reissues of the band’s early albums will also finally be available in the USA alongside contemporary releases, all on
the Second Motion Entertainment label. The reissues will come in luxurious digi-packs with rare photos and
exhaustive sleeve notes written by Marty Willson-Piper.

THE CHURCH U.S. TOUR DATES

Feb. 2 – Los Angeles, CA. – El Rey Theatre

Feb. 4 – San Francisco, CA. – Great American Music Hall
Feb. 7 – Seattle, WA. – Triple DoorB
Feb. 8 – Seattle, WA. – Triple Door
Feb. 11 – Chicago, IL. – Park West

Feb. 13 – Alexandria, VA. – The Birchmere
Feb. 15 – Philadelphia, PA. – The Trocadero
Feb. 16 – New York, NY. – Highline Ballroom
Feb. 17 – New York, NY. – B.B. King’s
Feb. 18 – Foxboro, MA. – Showcase Live

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Big Light Celebrates Three-Year Anniversary in San Francisco

NOVEMBER 6 AT THE GREAT AMERICAN MUSIC HALL

Big Light has announced a headlining show at the Great American Music Hall in San
Francisco on November 6, in celebration of their three year anniversary. The band has planned a special night with
some great surprises. Save the date and get your tickets here.

10/29/10-10/31/10 Las Tortugas Music Festival, Groveland, CA
11/6/10 Great American Music Hall, San Francisco, CA w/ Bear Kittay’s Big Universe
11/19/10 Moe’s Ally, Santa Cruz, CA w/ New Fangled Wasteland
12/31/10 Cafe Du Nord, San Francisco, CA w/ Surprise Me Mr. Davis

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Original Dead Meadow Lineup Reunite for Fall Dates

DRUMMER MARK LAUGHLIN JOINS BAND FOR THE FIRST TIME IN NEARLY A
DECADE

Dead Meadow have just
released their brand new album and original film,
The Three Kings and will be playing in Los Angeles on October 3 at the Echoplex and San
Francicso on Tuesday October
5 at the Great American Music Hall. You can download the soundtrack here.

Original drummer Mark Laughlin will be playing alongside gutairist/vocalist
Jason Simon and bassist Steve Kille for the first time in nearly a decade
for U.S. reunion shows this October as well as a headline run of Australia.

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Autolux: New Album in August Tour Dates & New Tracks

FIRST ALBUM SINCE 2004′S FUTURE PERFECT


Autolux

Autolux‘s sophomore album, Transit Transit, will be released on August 2nd,
2010, on ATP Recordings.

Since they stopped touring in support of Future Perfect in 2006, Autolux has been steadily crafting the
songs that make up Transit Transit, as well as continuing to play shows to an ever-growing fan base and
opening for PJ Harvey on her first solo tour of Russia, and more recently, Thom Yorke, with his latest project,
Atoms For Peace. In September 2009, Autolux went on their first headlining US tour, which included an
appearance at the Flaming Lips’curated All Tomorrow’s Parties.

Autolux (Carla Azar: vocals/drums, Greg Edwards: vocals/guitar, and Eugene
Goreshter:
vocals/bass) produced Transit Transit themselves with Edwards serving as engineer. It was
recorded in the band’s studio, Space 23, located near downtown Los Angeles.

Head over to Stereogum to listen to new tracks “Supertoys,” and
“Audience No.2″

Transit Transit track listing:

1. “Transit Transit”
2. “Census”
3. “Highchair”
4. “Supertoys”
5. “Spots”
6. “The Bouncing Wall”
7. “Audience No. 2″
8. “Kissproof”
9. “Headless Sky”
10. “The Science of Imaginary Solutions”

Autolux are heading out on tour starting on August 11 at the Great American Music Hall in San Francisco. Check
below for a complete list of dates.

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Fang Island/Red Sparowes | 05.07 | S.F.

Words by: Justin Gillett | Images by: Kimihiro Hoshino

Fang Island/Red Sparowes :: 05.07.10 :: Great American Music Hall :: San Francisco, CA

Fang Island :: 05.07 :: S.F.

After seeing Fang Island and Red Sparowes play San Francisco’s Great American Music Hall, it was made painfully clear how divergent the indie rock spectrum has become. Brooklyn-based, prog-inspired outfit Fang Island and Los Angeles instrumental post-rock group Red Sparowes come from completely different sectors of the music community, but by being slapped on the same bill, both groups managed to complement each other. The two bands sound nothing alike, but the slightly strange musical paring managed to bring to light each group’s strengths.

Fang Island’s impressive eponymous full-length debut was recently released after two attention grabbing EPs, and it has created a certain amount of buzz for the group. It’s rare to see a band with eclectic styles receive notoriety, but it’s also satisfying on some levels to see obscure sounding bands, like Fang Island, receive attention. The group’s recent album is fairly noisy and the band’s live sound is a welcome departure from how the group comes off in the studio. Live, Fang Island’s three guitars are crisper, the vocals more apparent, and the drumming more aggressive. The group’s rather lo-fi sounding recorded material pales in comparison to the band onstage, and seeing each musician shred on his respective instrument makes it easy to see what a talented bunch of instrumentalists they are.

The band’s three guitar players all know how to play – a welcome change to a lot of recent noise rock bands that pride themselves on uneducated guitarists who think the more unrefined sound their guitar makes, the better – and all of them share vocal duties. With four of the members belting into mics, and not having a prominent singer/frontman, the band’s vocal elements come off secondary to the instrumental elements. The singing blends well with the music, but walking away from the show I was impressed with the band’s instrumental skill and not its vocal prowess.

Red Sparowes :: 05.07 :: S.F.

When Red Sparowes took the stage and lurched into its set, it was clear that the band doesn’t put on a show in the classic sense. A giant white canvas screen had been draped behind the group and as the quintet played in the utter darkness, psychedelic images were projected above them. While it was a slightly nice novelty to see a band perform like this, it was distracting and served to make the music secondary to the engaging visuals.

Possibly best known as a group that got its gear stolen out of a tour bus in Stockholm, as well as having members from the screamo band Angel Hair and the synthcore outfit VSS, Red Sparowes come off less intriguing than one might imagine. While listeners might expect unusual and amusing musical stylings from a team of players like this, the group falls short of mounting any impressive musical heights. And after 15 minutes onstage, it looked like the audience was bored. The band played on though, and by the end of the set those who stayed witnessed the group’s ability to coolly intertwine instrumental, shoe-gaze style rock with lurching post-rock grooves.

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Poor Man’s Whiskey | 05.08 | Photo Gallery

Images by: Susan J. Weiand

Poor Man’s Whiskey :: 05.08.10 :: Great American Music Hall :: San Francisco, CA

On May 8, Poor Man’s Whiskey performed a set of Old and in the Way at the Great American Music Hall with special guests Peter Rowan (who was an original Old and in the Way member) and SCI’s Michael Kang.

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The xx: “Islands” Video/Tour Dates

MTV.COM PREMIERES THE VIDEO FOR “ISLANDS;” WEST COAST TOUR DATES
ANNOUNCED

The xx

The xx‘s newest video, for
the track “Islands,” premiered recently through MTV (online and on-air) in both the U.S. and the U.K.

The xx also just confirmed a string of tour dates on the West Coast including two nights at San Francisco’s Great American
Music Hall and two nights in Los Angeles (at The Henry Fonda Theater and The Wiltern). They are also confirmed to play this year’s Bonnaroo,
Lollapalooza and Sasquatch! festivals. All currently announced dates are listed below. Tickets can be purchased here.

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Big Pink/Place To Bury Strangers I 3.10 I S.F.

Words by: Kelsey Bryant

The Big Pink & A Place To Bury Strangers :: 03.10.10 :: Great American Music Hall :: San Francisco, CA

The Big Pink

Walking into San Francisco’s Great American Music Hall this night was transformative. Performing in white haze so thick that A Place To Bury Strangers was barely decipherable onstage, it seemed only appropriate that their heavy, psychedelic sound was equally as dense.

Thrashing to the strobes of blinding white light, their concoction of heavy reverb and bass drum roared through the hall until it was nearly too loud to bear. “Ego Death” was a standout as the players practiced their version of minimalism by stripping back the layers of sound to primal beats and reverberating vocals as guitarist Oliver Ackermann weaved his riffs into the wall of sound. With their gritty pounding, gothic guitars and distant vocals, this was The Black Angels under the influence of Joy Division with the volume cranked to twenty.

An endurance test for audience members who forgot their earplugs, feedback was still soaking over the crowd as the lights came up. Reactions at this show were a mixed bag, but the consensus seemed that most people were there to see London’s The Big Pink. Though they may derive their name from The Band, these scenesters hue closer to the trippy, electro-musings of Klaxons or Crystal Castles and the dark psychedelics of Jesus and Mary Chain with a dash of glam.

For San Francisco, a city nose-deep in synths and psychedelia, this could have been a tough crowd to impress. As the smoke curled towards the ceiling, the lights cut out and Cypress Hill’s unexpected call to arms looped through the speakers: “I want to get high…so high.” After a few repetitions, The Big Pink climbed the staircase onto the stage, assumed their positions and switched the effects pedals back on.

Then came the bass beats, even heavier than before – the kind of bass that hits your heart and vibrates through your core. Set to the backdrop of one of the most ornate and delicate-looking venues in the country, their sound seemed to split the room at its seams. Opening with the whiplash of “Too Young To Love,” it was clear that this was the kind of noise normally reserved for coliseums. Barreling into “Velvet,” violet lights illuminated Milo Cordell‘s web of long hair, while Adam Prendergast convulsed onto his bass guitar. By this time the sold out Great American was packed to the back with the rest of the onlookers draped over the balcony. The self-conscious crowd was finally getting down.

Clearing the air with “Crystal Visions,” The Big Pink shifted gears and softened their set with a few slower numbers.

“We’re gonna play one of the slowest songs off the record,” Robbie Furze announced. “We don’t usually do it, but I think we’re gonna try it.”

From there came the moody croon of the title track from their 2009 debut A Brief History of Love and a great rendition of Otis Redding’s “These Arms Of Mine,” which Furze belted out over thin layers of buzzing reverb and his own echoing vocals.

Finishing the night off with hooky crowd-pleaser “Dominos,” the audience cheered with content. There’s nothing like a band that exhausts itself onstage. Dripping with sweat, every movement this night was spliced with passion. The Big Pink gave it their all and that’s one thing San Franciscans will always appreciate – even if they blew out their eardrums in the process.

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St. Vincent | 02.08 | California

Words by: Kyle Fortinsky | Images from: myspace.com/stvincent

St. Vincent :: 02.08.10 :: Great American Music Hall :: San Francisco, CA

Annie Clark – St. Vincent

There’s something to be said for a 75-minute set of music that allows the audience to leap through a gamut of feelings and cascade down a breadth of wonder. Cohesion is everything. The venue, the crowd, the songs – this flowing, cyclical trifecta is what makes a show memorable. It’s what causes one to actually “feel” the mysterious and often-elusive artist/audience connection – one where banter and smiles are exchanged while mutual appreciation is shown through respect and understanding.

Everything was in place for such an experience on this misty Monday night, as the alluring madness of Annie Clark and her group St. Vincent brought in a sold out crowd to San Francisco’s Great American Music Hall. Packed in at 8:15 p.m. (an hour before the band’s scheduled start time) the crowd aggressively, but politely, nudged and pushed for a clear view of the stage. Swedish openers Wildbirds & Peacedrums catered to the organized chaos with a short set of impressive, experimental, drum/synth combinations and bellowing, powerful vocals from Mariam Wallentin.

As the lights dimmed at exactly 9:15 p.m., Ice Cube’s “It Was a Good Day” continued to play over the PA system while Clark and co. sauntered nonchalantly out onto the stage, chuckling about something we’ll never discover. Throwing her guitar over her shoulder, nodding her head to Cube’s final verse as she looked out into the whooping crowd, her four-man touring band assembled and tuned their collection of drums, basses, violins and woodwind instruments (most notably the flute and clarinet).

“God, I love this place,” quipped Clark.

Annie Clark – St. Vincent

With little more than a glance to one another, St. Vincent launched into “The Strangers,” the lead track from 2009′s critically acclaimed Actor. The soft yet upbeat initial two verses were interrupted by a volcanic, building guitar riff before dipping down again into the clarinet-led chorus. Leaving about five seconds for applause, the band then drove into Actor‘s second track, “Save Me From What I Want.” By now everyone was bobbing, finding some minimal elbowroom and completely transfixed on Clark.

“Laughing With a Mouth Of Blood” followed – soothing and coating in the way the first spoonful of ice cream sometimes feels off a plastic spoon. Then things got loud with the guitar-distorted, horn-driven “Actor Out Of Work,” seeing Clark get substantially frantic behind the microphone for the first time of the evening. Being slightly partial to this aspect of her style, along with what seemed like many in attendance, these actions consistently resulted in the crowd’s loudest sounds of approval.

Throughout the night, each time Clark retreated from the microphone for a similar guitar jaunt, her mannerisms reflected a low-voltage electric shock. Choppy abdomen jolts and dipping neck snaps complimented her oft-closed eyes during these explorations. “Jesus
Saves, I Spend” and “Just The Same But Brand New” allowed for more of this craved, edgy showmanship, before the group slowed things down on “The Bed.”

Following this segment, Clark’s band left the stage for what would be her only solo offering of the show, “These Days.” While she tuned her guitar under dim, blue lighting and amid a churning dry-ice machine, the crowd reciprocated with complete silence, staring at Clark as if she held the answers to everyone’s life-altering questions. Clark took this opportunity to express her admiration for the city of San Francisco.

“You know, I always see the most interesting things here,” she began. “Last year, there was a gentleman, um, sitting down on the sidewalk, and… he was picking his scabs and eating them,” she said with a laugh, as the crowd clapped and chuckled as if to say, “That’s nothing!” Clark continued, “And yesterday, I saw another, ah, fine gentleman peeing on a tree in broad daylight by City Hall. That’s why I love this city – those are the flavor crystals.”

“These Days” concluded its crooning sentiment and the band returned to the stage for the ferocious double shot of “Black Rainbow” and “Marrow.” All aspects of St. Vincent culminated in these two songs – harmony, volume, instrumentation, oddity and variation. Again showing her command and versatility, one moment Clark was nearly punching the
guitar’s head and slashing at the fretboard during “Rainbow’s” dramatic, song-ending build, and the next she was poignantly standing at the microphone, swooning the first ambient verse from “Marrow,” a sound worthy of any vocalist’s admiration.

St. Vincent

Set closer “The Party” brought the entire experience together, the song’s choral crescendo mixing perfectly with the thick, red lights. As Clark strummed and leaned to her left towards the frets of her guitar, the crowd subconsciously leaned to the right, ears nearly touching their shoulders – perhaps the closest an artist and their audience can get to harmonic convergence. Following the song’s abrupt ending, flowers were given to Clark from the front row and the band appreciatively exited the stage.

An emphatic, resounding round of cheers and foot stomping beckoned St. Vincent back out for an encore. They answered the call with a blistering, downright demonic version of “Your Lips Are Red.”

With two albums of material (Actor and 2007′s Marry Me), a St. Vincent setlist won’t catch you off guard. Compensating, however, is the ease with which any of the 22 released tracks translate to the live setting. The band seamlessly satiates with a contrasting mix of mellowness and horn-driven grunge, no doubt a testament to extensive touring the past three years.

“I just love coming here and playing the Great American,” said Clark late in the set. “I think it’s my favorite venue in the country… well, the world actually.”

You’re welcome here anytime, Ms. Clark.

St. Vincent :: 02.08.10 :: Great American Music Hall :: San Francisco, CA
The Strangers, Save Me From What I Want, Laughing With A Mouth Of Blood, Actor Out Of Work, Jesus Saves I Spend, Just The Same But Brand New, The Bed, These Days (solo), Black Rainbow, Marrow, The Party
E: Your Lips Are Red

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New Monsoon/Izabella | 02.06 | S.F.

Words by: Dennis Cook | Images by: Susan J Weiand

New Monsoon/Izabella :: 02.06.10 :: Great American Music Hall :: San Francisco, CA

Talent will out.

New Monsoon :: 02.06 :: San Francisco

It’s an expression I adore because it basically says that one’s gifts will shine through regardless of the hardships, disregard and other flotsam hurled at anyone brave enough to put their passion and art in the public eye. Frequently, riches, as defined by the culture at large, will elude even the most talented folks. It’s just one of the cruel facts of life, where less-than-half-talents tapped by the corporate machine thrive and real artists chip away in their rag-and-bone way. However, there are rewards in this life far greater than a sack of silver, and following one’s vision and fully exploring one’s craft offer some pretty sweet satisfaction.

Such were my thoughts during this wholly enjoyable, musically dense evening inside one of San Francisco’s most storied venues as two of the most consistently satisfying, sonically lush bands in Northern California plied their trade. I’ve known most of the members of New Monsoon for close to a decade, and the rhythm section of Izabella for close to the same, and yet each time I see both acts play they’re all just a bit better – generally sharper, moving with greater group fluidity, full of a seemingly endless supply of solos that remind one why such spotlights flip our switch so thoroughly. And this long, happy night at the Great American Music Hall had an even more pronounced sense that every dude onstage was exactly where the universe meant them to be. An ebullient positivity permeated the room. I almost want to kick my own ass writing something so saccharine but there was no denying that being in this space, awash in this music, one felt slightly scrubbed and returned to the outside world a touch better. What drains the sap from the positive edge both bands possess is an insistence that reality be acknowledged and massaged into their compositions. Thus, one finds sounds that give them wings but have a very human weight, which may make it harder to achieve liftoff but make it all the more rewarding when one hits open air.

Mark Karan & Jeff Miller :: 02.06 :: San Francisco

In a nutshell, Izabella and New Monsoon are rock bands in the mold of the 60s/70s greats, where the basic character is rock but they’re unafraid to incorporate numerous other elements. So one picks up on the jazz sweep of Chicago and the Allmans, the Latin bent of Traffic and War, the street soul of the Doobie Brothers and the folk leanings of the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band and Poco, but only in the vaguest ways – like their forebears, they are doing their own thing. What amazes me, even after all these years, is how wonderfully accessible both groups are; not just approachable but active in their reaching out. They pull us from our spot on the bench and get us into the game. Even arriving to their show wicked tired or emotionally off-kilter, one soon finds themselves letting their resistance and hardness drop. I’ve experienced it countless times with their music, especially live, and dragging in after a particularly challenging working week this Saturday it happened again. From Izabella’s opening notes – a warming breeze out of a rainy day – through two magnificent sets by New Monsoon – embiggened further by periodic guest spots from RatDog‘s guitar gaucho Mark Karan and former Monsooner and tabla stud Rajiv Parikh – one felt a connective charge surge between the large crowd and the musicians. Some trips we take together, whether we realize it consciously or not, and this was one of them. Such was the enfolding nature of both band’s music, which sort of demanded smiles and cheers with its fundamental exuberance and joie de vivre.

This “review” may seem all broad strokes but neither New Monsoon nor Izabella can be easily summed up in a few words. Almost ten years on I’m still curious where they’re gonna take me and the rest of an audience. I’m still intrigued with their highly individual senses of what constitutes “rock,” and I’m continually impressed at their warmheartedness and ability to express it through song. I could wax poetic about the borderless interplay of NM’s Bo Carper‘s glassy banjo and Parikh’s heartbeat percussion, or the cool dovetailing of guitar styles with Karan and NM’s Jeff Miller – two of my all-time favorite six-stringers full of classic rock feel and jazzbo chops. I might crow to you about the bang-up new Chuck Berry style rave-up written and sung by Izabella keyboardist Sam Phelps, or perhaps the delightful shiver the Garcia covers by both bands sent through the crowd – Izabella’s “West L.A. Fadeaway” was sexy great and NM’s tackling of “Mission In The Rain” was stunning and a bittersweet reminder of the incredible gigs they did at the much missed 12 Galaxies. But this night was too sweet, too dear to be picked apart and dissected for its constituent parts. Talent will out, or at least it surely did this evening in San Francisco.

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Continue reading for more pics of Izabella and New Monsoon in San Francisco…

Izabella

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New Monsoon

with Mark Karan

Mark Karan

with Mark Karan

with Rajiv Parikh

Rajiv Parikh

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Black Lips | 01.21 | San Francisco

By: Justin Gillett

Black Lips :: 01.21.10 :: Great American Music Hall :: San Francisco, CA

Black Lips :: 02.08.08 by Josh Miller

Over the past ten years, Atlanta’s Black Lips have earned a reputation for being one of the crudest live acts on the touring circuit. The band’s affinity for discharging bodily fluids while onstage, as well as playing nude and performing sexual acts on one another, has led some to consider the band distasteful at best and a gimmick at worst. While this behavior has kept the four-piece garage rock outfit from mainstream appeal, it has attracted a different audience; a sort of anti-establishment, anarchistic mass that’s drawn to artists who do what they want regardless of any possible consequences and who prove this with their actions as much as their music.

During Black Lips’ recent layover in San Francisco at the Great American Music Hall, the band was surprisingly tame compared to the depravity of its old self. The group still put on a high energy live show, to the admiration of the sold out crowd, but the band seems to have matured a bit and grown out of its “shock rock” ways. Whether this is a calculated move or something that just kinda happened naturally, it was clear that Black Lips are entering a new chapter and are intent on evolving as a band. This isn’t to say that they’ve totally changed ethos, but the group has toned down its antics a bit. However, the band still has an unpredictable stage presence and its S.F. stop proved that the rabblerousing nature of Black Lips is still somewhat intact.

At first sight of the band coming onstage, people in the audience became very agro – setting the tone for how the audience would act for the duration of the show. As Black Lips played it was clear with the liberal amount of mic reverb that the band doesn’t really care about crispness of sound or clarity of vocals. It almost sounded like they were playing through speakers that were intentionally set up to sound like they were blown out. While bassist Jared Swilley sang the majority of lead vocals, the entire band had mics and sang spastically. The guys are not accomplished singers, and the vocals sounded extremely rough, but the approach helped add to the overall renegade quality they exude.

Black Lips :: 02.08.08 by Josh Miller

As the members onstage jumped and flailed about, the rambunctious crowd matched their actions in intensity. For a bunch of pretentious looking fans, everyone really got excited by the music, with people crowd surfing, getting thrown onstage and then leaping back into the crowd to rage some more.

Throughout the show it was interesting to look at the interplay between guitarists Cole Alexander and Ian Saint Pe. As both guys played it was clear that neither of them were that skilled on their instrument. They both played well, in the confines of the music, but both rarely took a solo, and when one did it was slightly droll and uninteresting. The lack of instrumental prowess is excusable though. Black Lips is a band that doesn’t need virtuosity to propel itself. By not being tied down to playing fast or particularly adept, the band is surprisingly able to write memorable songs that are easy to listen to.

As the self-proclaimed “flower punks” kept lighting up the room, it became evident that the band has grown since its adolescent years, developing a potent stage show that mixes rock and theater with compelling results. Black Lips’ relentless touring schedule is testament to their dedication to music, and even though the band still looks like a bunch of skate rats, they are noteworthy performers who have earned their spot in the musical zeitgeist.

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J. Tillman | 12.04 | San Francisco

Words by: Lindsay Colip | Images by: Steven Walter

J. Tillman :: 12.04.09 :: Great American Music Hall :: San Francisco, CA

J. Tillman :: 12.04 :: San Francisco

Great American Music Hall does it again, bringing in J. Tillman for a breathtaking performance at San Francisco’s finest venue. He is one gifted musician. You might know him as the drummer of Fleet Foxes, but he’d rather you didn’t know him solely for that.

In fact, when the promoters wanted to include his ‘other’ band on the bill, he agreed, only instead of letting them put “of Fleet Foxes,” he made up a completely ridiculous band name. “J. Tillman of Mind Eraser 3000, playing here tonight!” This could be conceived by some as smarty-pants behavior or even a dumb call (why WOULDN’T you put Fleet Foxes, right?), but honestly, Tillman is a star in his own right. He only joined the Foxes last year and before that had put out multiple records. Year In The Kingdom (released September 8, 2009 via Western Vinyl) is Tillman’s sixth solo record. I wouldn’t want to have to put anyone else’s name on my bill to give me cred either with that level of productivity. That being said, my first Tillman album came to me via a huge Fleet Foxes fan we (photographer Steven “Walt” Walter and I) met on a train to Hamburg, Germany after their Roskilde Festival performance (read the Roskilde review here). His adoration of the Foxes made him go deeper into their history as a band and what came of that exploration was the discovery that Tillman had his own project going. And the best part? Tillman was ridiculously talented. His music was stunning. So, whether he wants to be tethered to the Foxes is his own personal decision, but I’m glad for it because it led me to him.

Year In The Kingdom is a gorgeous record. It’s a little on the sad side, but not because he’s singing about the death of kittens or the end of the world or anything. It’s his voice that is so heartbreaking. It’s so angelic you can hardly believe it exists. It pierces your soul. It moves you (actually, it’ll more likely make you lay down, close your eyes, pause a moment, hold onto the counter top while you hold back the tears, etc). When I first heard the record, I knew it was special, and very unlike much else I’d heard. Lyrically, it’s gut wrenching. Instrumentally, it’s very bare. It definitely showcases Tillman’s voice more than any other instrument. On most of the tracks he’s supported ever so slightly by beautiful chimes, guitars, cymbals, keys, some percussion, and a few harmonizing vocals. It’s earthy, calm, and gentle. It made me want to get out into nature and listen to whippoorwills, pick dandelions, tumble down a hill, get grass stains on my skirt, float quietly down a river, and lounge lazily on a tree branch. It’s earthy AND emotional, and it’s damn good. Check out “Year In The Kingdom,” “Earthly Bodies,” and “Crosswinds” to get a feel of his magic.

J. Tillman :: 12.04 :: San Francisco

A few songs went by at GAMH before Tillman realized his guitar wasn’t plugged in. Nobody in the audience noticed because we were too mesmerized by his voice and the fact that he looks exactly like the Geico Caveman. Heavily bearded and extremely longhaired, Tillman says to us, “Can you hear my guitar now? Good because it’s amazing. Now I’m going to SHRED.” I had forgotten that Tillman was the funny Fleet Fox, usually cracking jokes during their performances. He followed that up, smiling, “Thank you for standing, by the way. Why does my music make people want to sit?”

Tillman was onstage with four supporting musicians for most of the show (bass, additional guitar, drums, and keys), which definitely amped up his music. During some songs I felt like I was watching Kasabian; that’s how rock ‘n’ roll, jam heavy, beast-wild they became. Tillman would ditch his guitar and all of a sudden we’d see him banging the crap out of a huge cymbal near the floor, which made him sort of look like, well, a caveman. At other times, they sounded more like Explosions In The Sky with their insane builds and trippy breakdowns. This variety was wonderfully unexpected. They played a lot of his old songs, too, a nice bonus for those of us who were new listeners. If you were like me, coming into this show expecting to see people sitting down, getting melancholy and holding back tears, you were wrong.

Tillman did play a few by himself in an encore, with “Year In The Kingdom” and “Though I Have Wronged You” being two of the most impressive. The audience just kept saying ‘whew’ and ‘wow’ after each song; it was THAT moving. Not one person in the audience spoke; everyone was in awe of this gentle giant. His tour ended on December 12, so it might be awhile before you get to see him. In the meantime, pick up any of his records and settle into one of the most exquisite voices of all time.

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Keller Williams | 11.21 | San Francisco

Words by: Eric Podolsky

Keller Williams :: 11.21.09 :: Great American Music Hall :: San Francisco, CA

Keller Williams by Rod Snyder

If there is one underlying theme which unites all the music that pours off the stage at a Keller Williams show it would be that everything is done for the sake of fun. Pure, uninhibited fun. Keller’s unwavering devotion to making people feel good has earned him a devoted fan base, as well as harsh criticism from some who have called his music silly and frivolous. Regardless, experiencing him live is the only real way to get a true sense of his musical world. At the Great American Music Hall, Keller threw it down to benefit the Rex Foundation, and showed us once again how he unwaveringly follows his muse at every turn.

The night showed great promise from the start, beginning with a small pre-show Rex Foundation reception in the grand Victorian balconies of the gorgeous GAMH. Noshing on wine and cheese, Keller hobnobbed with guests, some of whom were just fans willing to make a $50 Rex donation so they could meet Keller and get a signed copy of his new album, Odd. The Rex Foundation is a charitable non-profit originally started by the Grateful Dead. Since Jerry died Rex has relied on artists like Keller to help its cause by playing musical events like this one to raise funds. And though Rex is smaller than it once was, it continues to make grants to worthy recipients each year.

Over some delightful saffron risotto and Shiraz, Keller let us know that GAMH is in his top five favorite venues to play (it was his first West Coast gig ever when he opened for SCI back in ’97). For him, California audiences in general are much more receptive of his music, making it easier to incorporate that coveted give-and-take artist/audience interaction into shows. Since Rex was hosting this night, conversations often turned towards things Dead related, and stories of tours past were shared like joints. At one point, Keller mentioned his love for One From the Vault, the ’75 Dead show at GAMH. The spirit was definitely in the air, and was later acknowledged by Keller during the show with four Grateful Dead covers.

An hour later, the full audience was in place, facing a stage bizarrely decorated like a Guitar Center, complete with a cash register, a multitude of every guitar imaginable hanging from the back wall, including a Hofner (Paul McCartney) bass, a guitar signed by Steve-O (?), and a “No Stairway” sign. Given Keller’s trademark lightheartedness and sense of humor, this all seemed somewhat appropriate. The lights went down, and a lone acoustic guitar started through the PA, rolling complex melodies peppered with harmonics. Keller then sauntered out from stage left, barefoot, playing the tune he started backstage. Thus began a happy night of grooves that ventured all over the musical spectrum.

Keller Williams by Rod Snyder

There is really no good way to describe what Keller Williams does onstage to someone who has not witnessed him live. It all revolves around his Gibson Echoplex Delay system, which records, loops and layers anything he plays or sings to build songs and jams. The man has completely mastered this art to the point where his shows are essentially stream-of-consciousness grooves, where Keller will play anything that comes to the top of his head, then elaborate on it in real-time. Watching him perform, the speed at which he continuously pulled lush, layered sonic textures out of mid-air was transfixing. He exuded an almost child-like approach to music making, hopping around his own music store stage like a kid in a playground.

After a few originals, Keller dove into the first Dead cover of the night with “Bird Song,” turning it into a jazzified groove with a walking bass line. His freewheeling, breezy vocal, accompanied by his soundman Louis Gosain on vocal harmonies, suited the ballad nicely, and a tapestry of layered birdcalls gave the tune some mellow ambiance. From there, Keller dove right in to the techno-ish dance party beatz, with some looped beatbox vocals and funky licks. “Freeker By the Speaker” showcased more of the same, as he fiddled with all sorts of percussion toys, cutting his mix in and out to create a start-stop dance-party. A cover of Nirvana’s “All Apologies” saw him form an original bluegrass-like vocal loop out of the song’s final chant, “All alone is all we are,” which worked very well.

Keller’s free-form approach to his music imbues it with his personality in a very intimate way. Saying this, it is clear that Keller Williams is a very serene and centered person who is in touch with his inner child in the best possible way. His playfulness is infectious. But through all of his lighthearted music-making silliness, it was hard not to notice the lack of emotional depth in the music. Nevertheless, this doesn’t detract too much from his performance. His happy-go-lucky lyrics work well in their own element, and are more than made up for by his incredible instrumental virtuosity.

But, it doesn’t always translate well in the songs he covers. This was especially the case with his take on the Dead’s “Black Peter.” Keller’s funny-voiced delivery seemed to take the weight out of Robert Hunter’s lyrics about death and dying. On the other hand, his solo piano take on “Terrapin Station” was delivered with complete earnestness in a rich baritone, and worked much better. His “St. Stephen” cover near the end of the show was an off-the-cuff sing-along, and more a playful nod to the audience than anything poignant.

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Vocals aside, Keller’s guitar playing was constantly astounding. He played a multitude of different guitars over the course of the night, and the sounds he coaxed out of them all were amazing. His dexterity on “Breathe” was almost Leo Kottke-like in its circular, forward rolling momentum, and the man can play one hell of a bass, too. Nowhere was the contradiction between his shallow vocals and amazing playing made more apparent than the self-aware, self-mocking lyrics of “Novelty Song”:

This is just a novelty song
The kind that means nothing at all
Please take my advice, tune out the words
And focus on the bass
A really ignorant, stupid song
I wish it had never seen the light of day at all
But it did/ May I suggest go check out the t-shirts and the CDs
Or focus on the bass

The bass jam out of this song led into a welcome, super-funky cover of Beck’s “Hollywood Freaks,” which he really made his own; a clear highlight of the night. Keller ended the show with two of his finest feel-good songs, “Best Feeling” and “Celebrate Your Youth,” both of which saw more amazing guitar work, and more silliness. In an unabashed display, having layered a nice loop groove, Keller busted out devil sticks and skillfully tossed them around for a while before picking up his guitar again.

In a way, this undeniably goofy act seemed to sum up Keller’s musical philosophy, which unapologetically values having fun over creating high art. For example, his shows will often contain just as many covers as originals, just to get the audience into it. Keller does not approach music-making in the self-important way that artists such as Ryan Adams or Conner Oberst do, and it’s clear that he has no desire to. He is a musical prodigy, first and foremost, and his instrumental work is the majority of his music’s appeal. His carefree attitude and lyrics are simply the festive box in which his musical gift is presented. That being said, it is hard to leave a Keller Williams show and not be affected by his music’s life-affirming attitude, which is summed up in the lyrics to “More Than A Little”:

Work like you don’t need the money
Love like you’ve never been hurt
Dance like nobody is watching

It is precisely that mental outlook that Keller Williams wants to give you.

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Blind Pilot/The Low Anthem | 10.21 | S.F.

Words by: Lindsay Colip | Images by: Douglas Heine

Blind Pilot/The Low Anthem :: 10.21.09 :: Great American Music Hall :: San Francisco, CA

Blind Pilot :: 10.21 :: San Francisco

Great American Music Hall is kicking ass right now. Whoever is booking the bands over there needs to get a high five. They’ve been consistently bringing in topnotch headliners AND supporting emerging acts this year (Wooden Birds/Great Lake Swimmers together last week, ahem!) and this night was right on point. The venue, a 100-year-old bordello, is so sexy that a librarian reciting the card catalog would make the hairs on your arm stand up. Not to discount the lush sounds of both The Low Anthem and Blind Pilot, but I am finding it hard to write anything negative about any show I see there. In sum, the acoustics are stunning and if I played in some folk outfit I’d be banging on the door to get in.


I wasn’t too familiar with The Low Anthem before this show (see JamBase exclusive feature/interview here for more on The Low Anthem), but I liked a few of their Americana folk rock songs going into the set. “To Ohio” and “Charlie Darwin” have definitely been stuck in my head this year and are the songs you should dip your toes into if it’s your first listen. The group consists of Ben Knox Miller, Jeff Prystowsky, and Jocie Adams, all lending their voices as well as a multitude of instruments (they seem to be highly skilled at playing 45 different ones each) to fill out the sound. On their MySpace page, they proudly list their traveling instruments: “Now Traveling With: 1 WWI portable pump organ, 1 ’73 Gibson J-50, 3/4 scrapmetal drum kit, 2 clarinets, 1 German upright bass, 1 alto (E flat), Horn, 1 crotales, 1 Salvation Army electric and enough harmonicas to summon a swarm of locusts.” And I’m pretty sure they actually played all of these at this show. It was an impressive sight. I really enjoyed the mellower, breathier sounding songs, like “This Damn House,” off of their 2007 album What The Crow Brings. The harmonies were beautifully haunting and when Adams crowed out the long notes into the belly of the bordello, he raised chills. Half of their sound provokes childhood memories, simpler times, Americana at its finest, ala Cat Stevens and Tom Petty – a touch of folk, a little blues, a lot of soul. The other half of their sound is more harsh, almost ’70s rock. Vocals stretched and strained. More grunge, dirt, foot taps, and boot stomps. The contrast was welcome. The crowd loved it and spent the entire set whooping and hollering.

The Low Anthem :: 10.21 :: San Francisco

Speaking of the crowd, I noticed a completely different set of people at this show. I have been attending Blind Pilot shows since they first played at Mojo’s on Divisadero Street in front of 30 people. The crowd ever since has been consistently loving, respectful, and enamored with founding members Israel Nebeker (guitar, lead vocals) and Ryan Dobrowski (drums). This particular audience was full of annoying chatterboxes, people yelling things like. “Take off your shirt!” and “Portland!” at every quiet moment, and girls taking FLASH photos of each other during the songs. I felt like I was at a WWE event. I’m happy the band is expanding their clientele, but this is a softer band, led by a gentle, sweet voice – a voice that deserves your ears open and mouth shut. So, wrap it up, audience! On a pleasant vocal note, it seems the normally modest Nebeker has finally gained confidence in his talent and treated us to some very beautiful vocal walkabouts, diverging from the normal melody on several songs.


I should mention that the touring live band – Nebeker, Dobrowski, Kati Claborn (banjo, back-up vocals), Luke Ydstie (backing vocals, stand-up bass), Ian Krist (vibraphone), and Dave Jorgensen (keys, trumpet) – has a very different sound from Blind Pilot’s debut album, 3 Rounds and A Sound. The album, which is pure gold in my opinion, is silky and minimal. Its main focus is on Nebeker’s lyrics and voice, highlighted ever so tenderly with Dobrowski’s percussion. The live sound, on the contrary, is a full-bodied pinot noir. They’ve added a hefty batch of instruments and supporting vocals and, in my opinion, have perhaps overfilled the glass. I’m not sure why sounding big is the goal. All of us Blind Piloters LOVED the simplicity of the album, enjoyed every teeny tiny inflection in Nebeker’s voice. With all the surrounding instrumental bojangle now, it’s easy to get lost. Don’t get me wrong. The songs are still amazing. “Oviedo,” “The Story I Heard,” “Go On Say It,” “3 Rounds and a Sound,” and “I Buried A Bone,” these are bewitching songs, but they sounded a bit noisy tonight.

Blind Pilot :: 10.21 :: San Francisco

They opened with “White Apple” and closed with “We Are The Tide,” both newer songs that aren’t on the aforementioned album. In all honesty, these were probably the best songs of the evening because they truly compliment a six-piece band. If this is a glimpse into the new Blind Pilot, then I’m certainly open to hearing more. That being said, I think their magic still lies in the cozy simplicity of it all. The quieter album tracks like “Paint or Pollen,” “Bitter End,” and “Poor Boy” sounded beautiful tonight in the hall, with Nebeker’s voice gliding over the ornate marble columns and balconies. Another highlight of the night was a cover of Gillian Welch‘s “Look At Miss Ohio,” something they had recently heard at a festival and added to their repertoire. Nice bonus.


What I was particularly drawn to about Blind Pilot last year was their interesting approach to promoting their music. In 2008, Nebeker and Dobrowski completed a tour, from Bellingham, WA, to San Diego, CA on bicycles, literally hauling their instruments behind them on custom-made bicycle trailers. They performed in small venues and coffee shops (Mojo Bike Shop in S.F., etc), amassing followers and devotees along the way. Some fans even hopped on their own bicycles to join the duo. Why did they do this? Nebeker told me, “The biggest reason was that we didn’t know if it could work and we wanted to find out. It seemed like the perfect antidote to both the dreary winter of Portland and also to the routine and established path for music and bands to take.” So, there you go – a little curiosity and a lot of guts. This grassroots marketing paid off in spades and the guys went back to Portland to create their first album. They ended up securing a single of the week on iTunes as well as a song on a Starbucks compilation and a spot on Last Call With Carson Daly. It was only a matter of time before they started gaining serious momentum by playing SXSW, Sasquatch!, Lollapalooza, and Outside Lands. Then it was opening for bands like Gomez, The Decemberists, and The Counting Crows while also headlining their own shows. Not bad for one year’s work.


Blind Pilot deserves all of the success they are receiving. They have nothing but open roads in front of them, and if they can maintain the balance of moving forward while keeping an eye on the rearview mirror, then I think they’ll be better than okay.

Blind Pilot and The Low Anthem are on tour now; dates available here.

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Toubab Krewe Release “Fire”: Tour with Earl Smith

Toubab Krewe launches the second wave of summer tour with release of “Fire”
A new single featuring Jamaican legends Lukani, Earl Smith and Leroy Wallace


Toubab Krewe

Fresh from widely praised performances at Rothbury (read our review here), where members of the band joined The Dead on percussion during their headlining July 4th set, Toubab Krewe launches into the second leg of their summer tour with the release of a new single, “Fire.” The collaborative new song was recorded recently at reggae guitar legend Earl Smith‘s front porch home-studio in Kingston, Jamaica and features Lukani (vocals), Smith (guitar) and Leroy “Horsemouth” Wallace (drums).

Toubab Krewe kicks off the tour aboard the first annual Toubab Kruise in New York City on July 15. The band will bring its dance-party inducing fusion of rock ‘n’ roll and West African music to the boat as it sails along the East River, heading through the New York Harbor to the Statue of Liberty.

Special guest Earl Smith will join Toubab Krewe on guitar at all of the upcoming shows through August 1. Perhaps the most sought after guitarist in reggae, Smith has performed and recorded with everyone from Bob Marley, Jimmy Cliff, Peter Tosh and Burning Spear to more recent pop icons like Lauren Hill, Erykah Badu and Joss Stone.

Toubab Krewe plans to spend much of August in the studio recording a new full length album (details TBA).

An extensive fall tour is also in the works, with confirmed dates including the Great American Music Hall in San Francisco (October 8) and the Joshua Tree Music Festival (October 10).

A short video taken of the band’s time in Jamaica during the recording can be seen here:

Upcoming Summer Tour Dates:

07/15/09 Wed The Rocks Off Concert Cruise New York, NY

07/17/09 Fri Festivus for the Restivus (Manifestivus) Cabot, VT

07/18/09 Sat Festivus for the Restivus (Manifestivus) Cabot, VT

07/24/09 Fri Floyd Fest Floyd, VA

07/25/09 Sat Floyd Fest Floyd, VA

07/31/09 Fri Smith’s Olde Bar Atlanta, GA

08/01/09 Sat Smith’s Olde Bar Atlanta, GA

08/07/09 Fri Sweet Pea Festival Bozeman, MT

08/13/09 Thu Camp Barefoot Music Festival Gore, VA

08/14/09 Fri St. Clair Park Greensburg, PA

08/21/09 Fri The Blind Tiger Greensboro, NC

08/22/09 Sat The Blind Tiger Greensboro, NC

09/17/09 Thu Legend’s Music Hall Boone, NC

09/19/09 Sat Exit/In Nashville, TN

09/20/09 Sun Levitt Shell Memphis, TN

09/30/09 Wed Tractor Tavern Seattle, WA

10/08/09 Thu Great American Music Hall San Francisco, CA

10/10/09 Sat Joshua Tree Roots Music Festival Joshua Tree, CA

10/30/09 Fri Neighborhood Theatre Charlotte, NC

01/03/10 Sun Jam Cruise Fort Lauderdale, FL

01/04/10 Mon Jam Cruise Fort Lauderdale, FL

01/05/10 Tue Jam Cruise Fort Lauderdale, FL

01/06/10 Wed Jam Cruise Fort Lauderdale, FL

01/07/10 Thu Jam Cruise Fort Lauderdale, FL

For more on Toubab Krewe see our recent feature/interview here.