(Tuesdays can be a trying day here in Club Land at the RFT. It's deadline day for the show/concert listings, and this fact hangs over my head just like all of those foreboding elementary school (and high school and college) homework assignments that I would inevitably put off to the last minute. But Tuesdays always go off without a hitch, and it's all because the right music always seems to present itself. Each week I'll talk about what induces the trance-like state I need to beco
Saturday, March 14: The Whigs and Dead Confederate, FubarDead Confederate -- which we've written about quite a bit -- once again destroyed eardrums and song structures. Keyboards appeared higher in the mix, making the set feel much more like Explosions in the Sky embracing its inner angsty grunge teenager. Highlight of the set: A cover of Sonic Youth's "The Diamond Sea" as heard on the album Washing Machine -- which means with a noise freakout/jam in the middle that eventually meandered back to
El Perro del Mar
Where: The Gargoyle
Playing With: Peter Bjorn and John
Sounds Like: "The 2009 release Love Is Not Pop furthers Sarah Assbring's deconstruction of pop and indie-folk forms -- the melodies linger, the grooves float, the themes sigh -- but a sonic laboratory of dubby delay and electronic glimmer and glitch catalyzes her songs. Mood pieces such as "Let Me In" and "It Is Something (to Have Wept)" -- the latter featuring a lyrical assist from writer G.K. Chesterton -- languidly unfold
