In short, “Nanobots” is everything that TMGB fans have come to expect from the band, which is still engineering insidiously catchy little songs out of pop melodies, heady topics and peculiar humor.
I can’t think of a better show for my first outing as a dad than Minneapolis chamber-folk-electro-enviro-orchestro-pop-rock band Cloud Cult.
Man, I’ve never been to a show with so little front lighting. Makes it awfully hard for your average, intrepid blogger to get decent photos…
Now, my knowledge of firearms is limited at best, but I do know this: You load shotgun cartridges with rock salt, not rifles. (At least I’m pretty sure, based on 30 minutes of research and a few Tarantino movies.)
This is like crack for Americana fans, and its been too long since Farrar has given us the good stuff in such pure form.
It was worth the price of admission just to watch the girl, maybe 9 years old, in the front row—her mouth agape, her eyes filled with wonder—bewitched by the story of a young woman struggling to control both the powerful magic and emotions roiling inside her.
The boys from Duluth play a sort of blunt-force bluegrass, pounding out notes with all the brutal honesty of a garage band that has just discovered Ralph Stanley and Bill Monroe.
Here’s Wisconsin Minnesota (oh, how embarrassing—truly, I do know the difference between Wisconsin and Minnesota) alt-bluegrass band Trampled By Turtles and opening act Honey Honey…
What can I say? My favorite albums contain my favorite songs. Go figure.
Here is this year’s obligatory list-making, by the numbers: 3 Bay Area acts 6 solo female artists 2 re-united ’90s bands A ton of vaguely…