Great American Music Hall
18 May 2010
4/5
Next up were Freelance Whales, whose off-kilter set delivered like an uninteresting, soporific Explosions in the Sky. The band could not hide their unmistakable desperation to set themselves a notch above the rest by meshing a thousand sounds all at once, and the only time their attempts actually worked were in some of the mandolin solos, which I will admit were kind of cool. Beware of this band, they might just ruin banjos for you forever.
1.5/5
Finally, they arrived: what the crowd was itching for, Shout Out Louds, all the way from Sweden, and as delectable as apple pie a la mode. Even though the band was missing a member—they had a replacement bass player because Ted was at home with his newborn—they absolutely killed it on stage. Atmospheric, layered, lush, loud, alive. Like a bittersweet reunion of lovers that is fated to be cut too short, they embraced the moment without reserve, knowing full well that the night would end and they would have to move on with their tour, their lives, their esoteric European-ness. How intoxicating was the juxtaposition of Eric’s precise beats with Carl’s flailing guitar work; Adam manifesting his exhilaration by diving through the crowd while Bebban supplied essential keys in a cool and collected demeanour on a heightened podium. We are not worthy.
4.4/5
1999
Throwing Stones
Please Please Please
Play The Game
Tonight I have to Leave It
Paper Moon
Show Me Something New
Too Late Too Slow
Normandie
The Comeback
Fall Hard
Go Sadness
Very Loud
Impossible
You Are Dreaming
Walls
The Franks - Please Please [mp3]
Shout Out Louds - Very Loud [mp3]
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daily Strokes posts?
Have I found someone who understands my obsession? :D
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