Providence's Elvis Perkins plays Club NME at Spaceland tonight, along with Pernice Brothers.
Perkins' despondent (yet somehow soothing) vocals are somewhat reminiscent of crooners Jeff Buckley, Colin Meloy (eh) or Rufus Wainwright—but minus all that excessive theatricality. And recently signed to XL Recordings (home to indie powerhouses Devendra Banhart, M.I.A., Basement Jaxx, Thom Yorke, Ratatat, Peaches and Tapes 'n Tapes), we've seen Perkins' name exalted in all the major music blog
Hurry! You immediately have to read OC Weekly freelancer Ned Raggett's review of In Rainbows, which will be running in our print edition next week; we thought you'd want to get an advance peek at what he has to say, as Radiohead's new album is the most important thing in the world this week.
Also, check out my VVM colleague/Riverfront Times music editor Annie Zaleski's late-night first impressions of In Rainbows.
Finally, do yourself a favor and read this wry history of musicians giving a
I am lame. Among the lamest, really. I didn't go to Autolux at Detroit Bar last night, even though I had been planning on it for a while. The reasons aren't that interesting (I worked late and was really sleepy--see, told you, not interesting), but at least some people were cool enough to go, like photog extraordinaire Andrew Youssef, who had this to say about the gig:"It was freaking awesome. The Detroit Bar was packed. Autolux had their own sound guy so everything was perfectly mixed. A lot of
Andrew YoussefThese masked men are Miike Snow.​Green lasers pierced the thick fog as the mercury started to rise. Bodies next to me writhed in time with the pulsating synthesizers. The euphoric combination of heat, sound and lasers bombarding the senses provided a rush similar to being in the Gobi tent at Coachella with a few thousand of your closest friends. After seeing Thom Yorke at the Orpheum two nights in a row, how could my week get any better? Miike Snow was the answer.
