Soul and funk tunes filled the Royale Sunday night while the boisterous crowd anxiously awaited the arrival of sold-out headliner Allen Stone. With soul on the mind, the genre conjures up the classic images of James Brown’s effervescent moves, chills from Aretha Franklin earth-shattering belts…
The Vaccines and San Cisco delivered a stellar show at Paradise, performing a fantastic collection of songs straight off of the post break up mixtape of an endearingly disheveled, broding, beanie wearing boy sulking down the streets of Allston…
The last time I saw Shovels and Rope was back in August amidst a modest yet lively crowd at Johnny D’s. The top of Cary Ann Hearst’s curly head and Michael Trent’s trucker hat barely popped up above the standing audience from their position on the tiny stage…
Given their fiercely New Jerseyan identity, you wouldn’t expect Titus Andronicus to have many connections to their home state’s more ambitious colonial sibling to the north–New England–but their rescheduled show last Sunday at The Sinclair revealed a few. Local scene stalwart Elio DeLuca joined the band on piano for a few songs, marking rare lineup usually reserved for studio recording sessions…
Christopher Owens definitely threw fans for a loop when he left Girls this past year, but his latest solo album, Lysandre, brought just as much sincerity as any project that he has previously put forth. As a concept album about a past love, Lysandre gives us a multilayer insight into Owens’ world…
Things heated up January 23rd at The Sinclair as King Dude and Chelsea Wolfe took the stage for a night of Luciferian/American Folk music. The venue was satisfyingly toasty, considering the fact that the 12 degrees outside felt more like 5. The audience patiently awaited as King Dude walked out to a beaten up opaque American flag, with what looked like a burned hole through the upper right side…
I don’t think I’ve been to a band’s debut show since I played my own band’s first show in high school. It was a disaster. I think as a result, I passively developed an aversion to them, expecting the same kind of carnage. I was curious then to go see Doom Lover’s debut at Radio on the 19th…
A warm welcome awaited The New Highway Hymnal for their final performance of their “Pizza Tour Y2K13.” As front man Hadden Stemp picked up his red Fender Jaguar in preparation for their performance at the legendary ‘The Pill’ night at Great Scott, bassist Amelia Gormley plugged into her seemingly new Orange bass amplifier, and Travis Hagan took a seat behind his drum set…