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 All India Radio
"Lonesome sagebrush guitar meets swirling deep-space technology during the high points of this Australian trio's fourth album, suggesting a futuristic spaghetti western." - Spin
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 [the] caseworker
"[the] caseworker is Conor Jonathan (guitars, vocals) and Eimer Devlin (bass, vocals) and they're loosely based in San Francisco. Conor and Eimer were formerly in Half Film, who put out a handful of nice mellow records a couple of years ago. The resulting album is called these weeks should be remembered, and took over a year to put together. The ten songs are lush, spacious, colorful and atmospheric; sometimes it sounds like a doze under the palm trees, and other times it sounds like a highway at night. Either way, mood is everything. Imagine a darker Yo La Tengo or Radar Bros. Think of time, distance, movement, water, sky and music." - Shannon Coulter, Playing in Fog
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 The Union Trade
"The Union Trade are a young Bay Area foursome who craft mostly instrumental atmospheric post-rock a la Codeine, Mogwai and Slint. Yes, the 'quiet-loud-quiet' dynamics live on in this band! Occasionally a bit mathy and a bit trippy with lots of effected, distorted electric guitar textures. When vocals come into the picture, they're hushed and quite resemble those of Lou Barlow. A promising debut."
-Aquarius Records
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 Les Sans Culottes
"New York City's number one fake French band, Brooklyn's Les Sans Culottes have taken the whole faux-French-band thing pretty far-the group's live shows are superenergetic, fake-multicultural events. You might not learn anything about French culcha, but you'll probably hop around like a lunatic, just like the terrific backup singers do (and by terrific, yes, we mean hot)." - Time Out New York
"The giddy, light-headed charm of the 1960's French rock known as ye-ye is concept enough for Les Sans Culottes, a Brooklyn band that revives the style...fuzz-toned guitars, electric organ, cooing female voices and know-it-all male growls. All Les Sans Culottes had to do is bring back the psychedelic-patterned clothes, come up with stage names like Kit Kat le Noir and add some extra Franglais to savor the music's loony essence." - New York Times
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 Three Leafs
Three Leafs seek to create autonomous zones in reality through maximalist real time and fictional compositions. We strip away the trappings of condensed energy, thus revealing the true form of things. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Shameless name-dropping--members of the Three Leafs band do play with or have played with: Black Fiction, Tussle, Citay, Horn of Dagoth, Acid Mother's Gong, Daevid Allen's University of Errors, Damo Suzuki, Subarachnoid Space, Six Eye Columbia, and hAttAttAk.
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Modular Set
"The pieces of Modular Set don't all necessarily fit together... uh, modularly. Some jut out at odd angles, some tumble away from the pack, some drift off into the ether. The group takes the conventions of no wave and post-rock into cryptic territory. Add a little free jazz and analog synthesizer explorations, and you have Beached On The Half Landing. The more synth-centric tracks are very reminiscent of the soundtracks coming out of the BBC Radiophonic Workshop back in the '70s." - Aquarius Records |
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 Cass McCombs
"Cass McCombs (4AD) is an American musician whose styles range from the anxious dronals of the Velvet Underground to lonesome hollowed out basement folk with many turns in between. On his most recent effort there is a prevalance of 1980s influence a la Morrissey. His lyrical style is vivid and weary, but will often drift into the high-spirited and whimsical." - Wikipedia
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 Arbouretum
"Arboretum (Dave Heumann) puts his prior experience with haunted indie-rock bands to sludgier use on Rites of Uncovering (Thrill Jockey). Arbouretum marks the Baltimore-based performer's first turn as frontman, following side gigs with the likes of Will and Paul Oldham, Papa M and Cass McCombs. The album sounds pretty much like the coolest classic-rock station ever, with smoky guitar riffage, post-hippie acoustic strums and gruff but intricate vocals. Guitar solos abound, ranging from the bombed-out paranoia of nine-minute "Pale Rider Blues" -- which wouldn't have been out of place on Neil Young's On the Beach -- to the flashy Hendrix fireworks of 11-minute "The Rise." - Playboy Magazine
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 David Karsten Daniels
After three albums recorded piecemeal on fourtracks and computers in three states and on two continents, David Karsten Daniels finally sat still in an old farmhouse and spent two years recording his fourth record. The result is the new album, Sharp Teeth (Fat Cat Records), a potent discovery of moral ambiguity and unavoidable human disconnect that suggests some sort of modern American folk music in the Southern tradition - deathly slow like life in the South, haunted by religion but unable to find answers in its Bible. The sounds of the South are there as well - nods to Dixieland jazz, Nashville's slide guitars, molasses choirs of drums, horns, and voices, and massive whirring string orchestras that recall swarms of chittering insects. (bio)
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early show 6pm // late show 10pm |
early show w/Little Claw and Die!Die!Die! - 6pm, $5 Little Claw
Little Claw (Ecstatic Peace) opened for Excepter at Hemlock last May and completely destroyed.
"Like a stun-doughnut set to explode in your mouth, the debut LP by this Michigan trio is a primitive cave-full of no-noise-raunch that rocks with about forty ties more thuggishness than anything else in the neighborhood. Upful!" - Arthur Magazine
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 Die! Die! Die!
"Cranking a record up so loud far off solar systems are reduced to mere star clusters...has everything to do with great pop, and this Shellac-tinged debut single by this Auckland, New Zealand trio sounds fucking brilliant..." - - NME
"A colossal sounding debut single by this Auckland trio...it's little surprise that these Kiwis make such a marvellous racket, slinging out twisted melodies and hard, razor-edged shards of post-punk dynamics. We'll have some of that." - Artrocker
"Animal instincts and serrated edges." -Exclaim!
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late show w/Black Fiction, Antelope and TFO -- 10pm, $7 Black Fiction
"Indeed, something magical still seems to happen at Black Fiction shows. There's the music, which feels improvisatory and unwieldy, like a rushing train barely clinging to the tracks. And then there are the musicians' distinct performing styles. Cohen can look practically unhinged, whether he's locking eyes with the audience in a death stare, or bashing away at his tom drum. Martin moves like a bull dancing in a china shop, while Chavez layers high-lonesome vocals over thumping beats." - SF Weekly
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 Antelope
Antelope plays meditative, stripped-down punk music which uses the melody vs. repetition equation to produce tightly crafted gems. The band was formed in Washington, DC in 2001 by ex-members of the Vertebrates, Bee Elvy and Mike Andre, and El Guapo's Justin Moyer. (bio)
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 The Fucking Ocean
"San Francisco post-punk up-and-chargers THE FUCKING OCEAN generate delightfully angular and beautiful songs with rotating vocals and head-nodding grooves. Comparisons to Mission Of Burma, Gang Of Four, Electrelane and Fugazi are common, but fail to do the band justice." - Midheaven.com
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 LSD and the Search for God
"LSD and the Search for God are the rightful inheritors of the more coherent side of My Bloody Valentine and the more experimental, noisy side of Luna." - Real Detroit Weekly
"...psychedelic shoegazers..." SF Weekly
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 Stevenson Ranch Davidians
"Theirs is the church of psychedelia and they seem intent on taking their congregation on a trip back to the Summer of Love, '67 style. They make no apologies for inhaling the effects of the British Invasion, shoegazing, and the music atmosphere of Los Angeles in the late sixties." - 3Hive.com
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 DJ Colm O'Ciosoig
drummer for My Bloody Valentine shredding the decks.
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