Before we discuss the Mountain Goats’ performance last night at the Fillmore, please accept this prerequisite information: It’s been documented that many of the great canonical authors of American literature had a particularly strong love-hate relationship with the areas that shaped who they became. Mark Twain, William Faulkner, John Steinbeck — all of them were distinctly of a place, and a conflicted passion for their homeland informed their best works. Ask any English lit major; they probably BS’ed their way through a class on said argument.
Who knew the global-beat-driven psych-prog indie outfit that blew MGMT off the stage at Bottom of the Hill so long ago would today be referencing Art of Noise-style dadaist samples amid look-sharp rhythms and ska-punk sax -- and making thoroughly danceable pop? That’s the sound of “Mondegreen” off Yeasayer’s recently released sophomore LP, Odd Blood (Secretly Canadian), a blast of sonic experimentation that attempts to go Dirty Projectors one further in the finding inventive new ways to suture overseas beats to post-punk rock, aided by big ears and plenty of smarts. The group puts it in action Saturday, April 17, at the Fillmore.
The Cold War Kids brought their rockin' breed of minor-keyed moodiness to The Fillmore last night, treating a sold out crowd to old favorites off of 2008's opus Robbers & Cowards, as well as some A+ material from their recently released Behave Yourself EP. "Audience," off their latest, will definitely be gracing our office playlist in weeks to come. A pitch-perfect moment came in a tribute to "another Bay Area band" -- a particularly beautiful cover of Creedence Clearwater Revival's "Long as I Can See the Light."
Love that Doug Martsch: grunge survivor, underground-bred character on par with fellow bearded wonder Will Oldham, and a soulful musicmaker who keeps finding new twists and turns in the Built to Spill sound. When I spoke with him three years ago, he was still reeling from a series of injuries suffered during pickup games on the basketball court -- a major Martsch passion. He detached a retina at one point, and on another occasion, while playing ball at the Tenderloin’s Golden Gate YMCA, he popped an eardrum and went deaf in one ear for a few months.
Because paying full retail price is oh-so-passé...
Ladita: We’re sad to report that this Bernal Heights eco-boutique is closing its doors in less than two weeks. Until then, the shop is having a close-out sale that promises eco-friendly apparel, accessories and gifts for women and babies for up to 70 percent off.
Elizabeth Charles: A summer sale is on at this Pacific Heights destination for Australian designers, as well as in the boutique’s online store. Women’s apparel from designers such as Ginger and Smart and Megan Park are going for hundreds off regular prices.
Making as many stops on their summer tours as possible, indie bands from all over the map are stopping at one, or multiple venues in the city. There’s a wide range of artists to choose from this week, so to avoid complete and total exhaustion, choose wisely, my friend.
Leopold and His Fiction opens for Little Joy, Independent, 6/3: Where big city meets country, that’s where you’ll find these grunge-folk musicians. They’ve been reviewed as “angsty blues-flavored rock ‘n’ roll,” by Relix and we couldn’t agree more.
Ah, Anglophilia -- it can be so fulfilling when it comes to UK music-makers like Doves, the Kills and the Horrors, all passing through doors of the fair Fillmore in the next few.
SF first sighted Doves when the group touched down at Bimbo’s 365 Club around the release of the Mercury Prize-nominated, transportive and achingly emotive Lost Souls (Astralwerks/Heavenly, 2000). (Factoid that will make you rub your peepers and wonder where the years went: the Strokes opened for the boys from Manchester at that show.)