New Music, Emerging from your Local Scene
Here at The Deli we have organized our very first Metal show – it was right about time after 5 years of live indieness and folkyness. We have a lineup of exciting (and of course loud local artists), including, SOS, the band of the man that writes pretty much all our metal reviews (Mike SOS).
Check out the line-up and come over next week to the Studio at Webster Hall to blast your ear drums with us – yay!
07.45 SOS
08.30 Ruby Bullet
09.15 Thinning The Herd
10.00 Descender
11.00 Wizardry
It’s that time of year again. Can you smell it in the air? Yes, the distinct odor of burning flesh and sweaty, rabid party-goers ready to fuckin’ rock! It’s time for Pilam’s Human BBQ version XXXII! If you missed last year’s surprise performance by The Dead Milkmen, then I don’t think that you are going to want to skip this year’s celebration, especially with such a tasty lineup on the menu for this Saturday, which we so conveniently listed for you below. This is for all those who aren’t hopped up on illegal narcotics or something that you concocted out of your medicine cabinet. We know pacing yourself is key if you want to make it to the virgin sacrifices later in the evening. Are there any virgins on college campuses anymore? Well, that’s what she told you last night, right? BTW: If virgin sacrifices and hanging out with drunken underagers aren’t your thing anymore, but you still like to rock only in a slightly mellower way with your kids then we think Kidrockers on Saturday at World Café Live with Philly’s adopted sons The Spinto Band is certainly a cool option for all you aging hipsters who want to raise a generation of good music lovers. And if you still have some energy left, there is always reliving your college years up the road at Pilam after you pass the kids off to your in-laws, parents, babysitter or any who will take them. Pilam, 3914 Spruce St., 12pm – Infinity, was told $12 but poster says $13 – FREE BBQ if you get there early, All Ages myspace.com/thepilam
Blockley Pourhouse (3801 Chestnut St.) FRI The Great Unknown
If you guys don’t know about the show tonight at The End, know about it. Nashville’s Lone Official, Huntsville, Alabama’s surf rockers Daikaiju and New York’s Abstract Artimus are putting together a concoction tonight that is best served on the Rocks, if you catch my drift.
If you have something else going on, cancel it. If you don’t have any plans, you’d be an idiot not to go. That’s right, an idiot. Take our word for it, this show will send you over the edge. – Deli Staff
We are all moving at a breakneck pace. Our calendars are overflowing with events, we’re constantly running late for work and always attempting to catch up on sleep. However, on a occasion something will come along and make us stop and take a breath. Enter The Northern Key.
The Northern Key’s self titled album is the ultimate companion to San Francisco’s recent stormy days. Their perfectly stark, indie folk is meant for hibernation. Listening creates that satisfied calm that only happens when rain falls softly outside your window and the city grows quite. Singer Andrew Galluccio’s voice lingers on your ears like a crush’s whisper as each violin string is played at an octave that could break our heart.
Produced by Chris Chu of The Morning Benders, the album feels as if it was created with gentle care. Nothing is rushed or forced, each note feels right. Even down to their album art, the Northern Key convey a feeling that is beautiful and organic.
This album could easily be the soundtrack to a Sophia Coppola movie or the backdrop to a Cormac McCarthy novel. Opening track “Proof” eases you in with its bittersweet sound of somber lyrics over electric organ and gentle strumming. “Cowboy and Indian” grows a bit darker. “I just need to flush it from my system, toss the photos and soft copies of you,” Galluccio croons. The stronger “Spaced Out” takes you to the end of the road, gingerly shaking you from a melodic haze.
Do you self a favor and take this 40 minute mental health break.
– Alex Scioli
The end of 2009 saw a lot of bands like Real Estate, Washed Out, and Glass Ghost producing tired blissful sounds. It was like the whole crowd of music listeners had had a fantastic busy summer and wanted their winter music to remind them what drinking a clandestine beer on the beach was like. Glass Ghost plays syncopated tropicalía rhythms over warm, eccentric keyboard riffs. Eliot Krimsky sings with a bouncy falsetto croon not too distant from Thom Yorke’s timbre. – Read Andrew Spaulding’s interview with the band here.
Bay Area Girls Rock Camp has a public event coming up this Sunday, April 11th. For those of you that aren’t familiar with the BAGRC, they are the non-profit Oakland organization now in its third year of bringing music education and empowerment to girls ages 8 to 18. Ladies Rock Camp, the weekend program modeled after Girls Rock Summer Camp, features an environment where participants learn/practice instruments, form bands, write an original song, attend workshops, and perform in a live concert in three days. For many of the women, this is the first time with their chosen instrument and maiden voyage of taking the stage.
In addition to seeing some music and supporting a music education program in the Bay Area, attendees of the Ladies Rock Showcase are eligible for drawing prizes such as health and wellness packages from local acupuncturists and yoga studios as well as museum passes and gift certificates. All proceeds go to towards Bay Area Girls Rock Camp and its programs.
Ladies Rock Camp Showcase
Sunday, April 11th – 3pm
25 Women. 6 Bands. ALL ORIGINAL SONGS!
Oakland Metro Operahouse (630 3rd St., Oakland)
$5-10 sliding scale
-Nicole
Burlington’s most promising, The Cush, are playing their "final local performance for the foreseeable future" tonight at 9pm at The Monkey House as well as another "final performance" tomorrow night, same time and place. This writer is sad and maybe a little heartbroken to see The Cush saying goodbye, but I’m sure I speak for the city and state when I wish them continued success with their unique take on the dreamy alt sound. The Cush are releasing their third full-length album, Between The Leaves, April 20th (expect a review soon). Playing alongside The Cush for both dates are some of Burlington’s best. Friday will be Lowell Thompson and Cave Bees. Saturday is Mark Lind and Ryan Power.
—Will Ryan
The new release from the haze-pop group Shalloboi, All Hope Is Blind, is a slow motion leap forward for the band. The almost overpowering fuzzy drone of past releases has subsided giving way to stark and beautiful melodies. There are still several layers to their sound but much more emphasis is placed on melody and the vocals. There is a quite richness about this album and it is partially due to the addition of Billy Speer on cello, Chris Gagnon on viola, and Katelyn Eldridge on violin.
The album is available for free download, but if you purchase it directly from Shalloboi is comes packaged inside a very cool zine. The package also includes a green vinyl release and disc.
Shalloboi will be performing live at Mortville on May 17th.
We’ve always liked Samamidon‘s alt-country (and that’s one of the reasons why we made his debut album Deli CD of the month some time in 2008). His alt country – unlike the music of a more established band that coined the genre – is quite literally… alt country. This singer-banjoist’s repertoire is made up of re-arranged American folk songs, drawing simultaneously on his experiences growing up a child of folk musicians in Vermont and his more recent work in New York with the experimental indie-rock bands Doveman and Stars Like Fleas. Don’t miss the CD release party at 92YTribeca on April 10 – Doveman’s lead Thomas Bartlett will be the opena.
The latest edition of Small Chicago is live and feature the punk-pop band The Saps. Check out their performance of "Bother You" and then visit Small Chicago for two more videos and loads of pictures from the session. The Saps performed last night at The Bottom Lounge, but you can catch them on May 29th at The House Cafe in DeKalb, IL.