So I popped into the Middle East Upstairs for an evening of all-female rock ‘n’ roll. Yes, let’s just get it out there and be done with it: all four bands that took the stage that night—Tomboy, Slutever, Hilly Eye, and Potty Mouth—consisted entirely of women. Whoop-dee-fucking-doo-on-a-stick. Now that’s all I’m going to say about that, because the sex of that Monday night’s performers was not the point of the show…
The long awaited journey paid it forward for Brighton, England’s indie rock sensation The Maccabees Friday Night at The Sinclair. The band braved Nemo to perform on the second week of their tour and their first show in Boston ever…
Why? fans are a unique breed—once they love Why?, they’ll love Why? to the end. Thus, it wasn’t too surprising when virtually every attendee of the sold-out show rapped along to each idiosyncratic word that front man Yoni Wolf uttered during the night’s unforgettable performance at Brighton Music Hall—even down to the wop-wop-wops…
The big news regarding Passion Pit’s winter tour may have been their headlining show at New York City’s iconic Madison Square Garden, but their Sunday night performance at Agganis hardly felt like a footnote. Vocalist/songwriter Michael Angelakos and guitarist/keyboardist Ian Hultquist formed the band just across the river in Cambridge…
“I could do my work and go to bed, but I party instead.” sang David Hunddleston last Friday night at Church in Boston. This mentality infuses meaning into the heart and soul of Boston’s Biscuits and Gravy, a funk and soul septet determined to bring you deep into the night with sexy rhythms…
Monday night’s Modern Hut/Waxahatchee show, originally booked at Allston’s fabled Dreamhaus, was moved last-minute to Charlie’s Kitchen on account of an unfortunate burglary. So off I went to good old Harvard Square to sip Narragansett and take in a night of wildly incongruous but consistently enjoyable music…
Electronic producers Mord Fustang (Plasmapool) and Feed Me (Mau5trap) took Royale by storm February 5th with an unbelievable performance. The ambience of Royale fit well with the nature the performance; kind of an 18th century Britain meets new-age European Electro-House.
There may be two Big Dippers out there, but let’s talk about the one from Boston in the 80’s: the one that would influence future indy pop bands with their addictive licks and unforgettably energetic party ballads; the one that ended up buried away in the sands of history like pirate gold…
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…