
The Black Cat, post-DC-smoking-ban, is a nicer place to be. Besides the air, the long arm of the law pushes junkies outside to smoke between sets, letting slightly late-arriving folks there to see the middle band get up close without much trouble.

Lead Papercut Jason Quever's pop is somewhere between dream- and power-, alternately ethereral, upbeat and desperate. Backed by Hammond organ, bass and drums, he played the songs' melodies on acoustic and electric guitar with a relish that was fun to watch. The incredible "Dear Employee" (which you can hear on their MySpace), unlike the recorded verison, started with Quever solo ("Treat me just like a dog/I don't mind at all/I feel bad but babe come on/you're a big girl now"), then slowly built into all its chiming, morose majesty, The Zombies cut with irony and extra regret.
1 comment:
grizzly bear are great live
no hooks? take the paper out of your ears my friend
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