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The Decemberists
September 19, 2009
Terminal 5, New York, NY
By Amanda Hatfield "The Decemberists played a special one night 'lottery show,' where the songs played were picked at random by a master of ceremonies, played by John Wesley Harding..."
Ra Ra Riot
April 4, 2009
Webster Hall, New York City, NY
By Amanda Hatfield "This show was, at the time, the biggest one Ra Ra Riot had sold out as headliners, and it was clear to me after watching it that the band is destined for even bigger and better things..."
Florence and the Machine
October 28, 2009
Bowery Ballroom, New York City, NY
By Amanda Hatfield "Florence Welsh and her backing band delighted and mesmerized a sold-out crowd at Bowery in her first official NY headlining show..."
Dirty Projectors
July 19, 2009
Williamsburg Waterfront (Brooklyn, NY)
By Amanda Hatfield "I was skeptical about how well Dirty Projectors' gorgeous, complex vocal harmonies would carry over outdoors, standing under hot sunshine..."
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Dirty Projectors at the Independent, San Francisco
Dirty Projectors
July 7th at the Independent, San Francisco
Electro beats are rattling the contemporary music scene. From Animal Collective’s dance party-ready Merriweather Post Pavilion (2009) to Major Lazer’s catalytic fanbase following the release of Guns Don’t Kill People-Lazers Do (2009), a familiar cast of indie artists are producing disco-infused tracks faster than the BPMs on their newest records. So, is there a future for traditional, full band arrangements in contemporary music?
“Look around at everyone / Everyone looks alive and waiting / The wind is up, the stars out / The sun is calm, the light is fading / But we are.” The Independent bubbles with experimental enthusiasts, the 400-plus attendees move in unison, the stage glows a green and purple, and mastermind behind the Dirty Projectors, Dave Longstreth, warbles his poetry to the crowd. Longstreth, one of indie music’s most innovative composers—accompanied on stage by a shaggy-haired bassist, a multi-tasking drummer (as he switches off between drums and a tambourine), a fresh-faced female on analog synth, and two dolls whose harmonic melodies are convincing enough to be taken as instruments—jolts the crowd with his moving lyrics and orchestrations. And movement, as in progression, is one of the hottest trends in indie music today.
Casiotone for the Painfully Alone at the First Unitarian Church, Philadelphia
Casiotone for the Painfully Alone
July 2nd at the First Unitarian Church, Philadelphia
The chapel of the First Unitarian Church can’t contain 150 people without bursting at the seams. And it was in this intimate setting that Casiotone for the Painfully Alone performed a casual, nearly all-request show. CFTPA in this incarnation may have been just a lone Owen Ashworth surrounded by keyboards and electronic doodads, however, like all the best singer-songwriters, his wavering voice and poignant words did more than enough to demand our full attention.
Unsurprisingly, a bulk of the set was dedicated to his latest album, Vs. Children. It’s an album lush with jangly synths, droning organ pipes, and, of course, the charming lo-fi fuzz that has long characterized CFTPA’s body of work. Tunes like “Natural Light” and “Traveling Salesman’s Young Wife Home Alone on Christmas in Montpelier, VT” sounded especially beautiful within the confines of the church atmosphere. Like the chapel itself, the music was imbued with a sense of solemn dignity as the concertgoers packed the pews, rapt with reverent awe. Most impressively, however, was Owen’s ability to juggle the overwhelming amount of requests he received, and even encouraged as he repeatedly asked what we wanted to hear. While obviously unable to play every song mentioned, he did manage to fit in an awful lot of them, made all the more remarkable given the rigid time constraints. (This was the early show after all, with another directly to follow.) After an hour spent listening to his haunting musings on love and loneliness, we left feeling just a little less alone as Owen geared up to do it all over again.
David Byrne at the Greek Theater, Berkeley and the Hunches at the Hemlock, San Francisco
David Byrne
June 26th at the Greek Theater, Berkeley
David Byrne stops at nothing to ensure that his audience witnesses something spectacular when he takes the stage. It’s not only his musical catalog and dynamic stage show that make him a truly consummate performer, it’s as much about longevity. The works of Byrne have spanned some three decades, and much of it still sounds provocative and timeless; material that he wrote with the Talking Heads way back when they were helming a music scene that would ultimately change the course of rock ‘n’ roll endures to this day. David Byrne helped define a time and a place and a movement… and then transcended that moment.
After a supporting set of gypsy-flavored rock by Denver-based DeVotchKa, Byrne and his exceptional ensemble took over the Greek Theater on Friday night. The show did not sell out. Those of us who took a seat in the enveloping stone bowl certainly felt like we were part of something extraordinary. Having never seen Byrne before, but being promised a show that’d be nothing short of riveting by previous spectators, my expectations were high—but what transpired on stage that night actually surpassed them. Byrne was supplemented by a seven-piece backing band (which included three singers) and three nimble dancers, all clad in white, Byrne himself a spiritual vision with that shock of white hair and ageless grace that likens him to a sage, or musical prophet. While the dancers loosely flipped and danced their agility into a sunset procession of performance art, Byrne stood at the forefront commanding both stage and audience, through old Talking Heads standards and new songs off his recent collaboration with Brian Eno, Everything That Happens Will Happen Today. Highlights abounded (though the whole show was a highlight), and included “One Fine Day”, “House in Motion”, “Crosseyed and Painless”, “Heaven”, “Born Under Punches”, “Once in a Lifetime”—an incredible setlist met by multiple encores. “Take Me to the River” prefaced a surprise appearance by the fantastical Extra Action Marching Band, who clamored straight down into the theater dome from behind us, ascended up to the stage through the crowd, and then joined Byrne and company for a captivating “Road to Nowhere”, which led into a most amazing summation of a most amazing night, a sensory-overloaded “Burning Down the House”, played from beneath cascading white balloons that rained down on the rapt audience and colorful musical troupe. On an apt solo note, reminding us whose show this actually was, David Byrne closed down the set with an acoustical “Everything That Happens” from the new record. I floated out of the venue, telling anyone who would listen that my mind was officially blown. – Angela Zimmerman
30 Worthy Albums from the Last Six Months We Neglected to Review

Time, money, space… these are the things that do not allow us to review every album we want to tell you about that gets released. We do what we can, but we’ve come to face the fact that that will never be enough. Bands keep forming and records keep coming out, yet money remains tight and there are no more hours added to a day. And hey, sometimes we just want to take a moment or two away from figuring out what new stuff is cool so we can listen to the Jam or some other band that existed before 2000 that we know is great. Sue us. Anyway, we still feel bad about it, so now we have this here list of 30, count ‘em, other albums that we really do dig that we never really got a chance to review. Here they are in alphabetical order (because, honestly, it’s too early to be putting any numerical value to any of this):
Akron/Family – Set ‘Em Wild, Set ‘Em Free (Dead Oceans)
Full of the loose jams that this East Coast-based experimental folk-rock outfit has become known for, Akron/Family’s newest collection of songs is rollicking, whimsical ear candy for these hot summer months. – AZ
Your Handy Guide to the Month in Music
Yo, is it me, or was March completely awesome? Over the past 31 days, I made insanely delicious steak sandwiches with chipotle mayo, discovered my new favorite coffee (which I now make every morning in my Keurig single-serve coffee maker—recommended!), listened to Cat Power’s “Colors and the Kids” over and over again for hours and somehow managed to be remain happy in spite of it, got a new pair of jeans, caught up on the new season of Big Love, discovered a new local bar that has $3 Budweiser every Thursday, AND I attended a Girl Scout Cookie tasting party where everyone had to rank eight different flavors in order from best to worst. Tell me about your month in the comments, please. Or, just read about all the stuff that happened in the music world, then get back to work or whatever.
This Month’s Most Notable News Stories
“Dark Was the Night” Concert Coming to Radio City
Bryce and Aaron Dessner of the National took the reins on a compilation that was released in conjunction with the good people at AIDS awareness advocacy group the Red Hot Organization, and now they’re putting on an all-star show at Radio City Music Hall on May 3rd. The bill features Dave Sitek of TV on the Radio, Sharon Jones & the Dap-Kings, My Brightest Diamond, Feist, and a number of other artists who contributed tracks to the disc. Considering the kind of company the boys in the National tend to keep, you should expect an awful lot of top-tier special guests.
Daily Previews and Reviews of the Week’s Events
It’s the time of year again, when the weather turns crisp and brisk in New York City, leaves begin to fall to the ground, visions of the underworld start to surface in storefronts, and the streets brim with more cool kids than there’s even room for on any given normal weekend in downtown Manhattan. Yes, it’s the CMJ Music Marathon, 2008 style, where your pricey badge will mean next to nothing and you’ll be left out in the cold at least a few times wondering if you have time to hop on the train to get to Brooklyn for that other show. But, you know what: None of that matters because it’s New York fuckin’ City, and for five days straight, no matter what, you’re going to consume tons of beer, tons of bands, and probably walk away from it all with some sort of cold that’ll put you out for the week following, all in the name of experiencing sounds from the best up-and-coming bands in the country and beyond in one of the greatest places in the world to see live music.
Crawdaddy! is tossing itself into the mayhem of this year’s festival to check out panels, films, and the music being offered up. Each page here represents one full day of the festival, where we’ve provided some preview highlights we’re looking forward to, and then we’ll be reporting back each following morning with what we saw the previous day before. No real agenda, no real cause. We’re gonna go with the flow and see how we emerge from the festival insanity that is CMJ.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Wavves at Bowery Ballroom, NYC
by: Michael Miller
July 15th at the Bowery Ballroom, New York City
No, he didn’t have a meltdown. And nobody was hoping for one (or so it seemed with the room’s gushing enthusiasm), but people were expecting another onstage public freakout from Wavves frontman Nathan Williams. Well, at least I was. The broken wrist wasn’t what I would call a promising sign in his favor. But he worked through it. Not only that, he seemed to play better with the cast on his right arm—more energy, more to prove.
I saw Wavves at Brooklyn’s Market Hotel back in March, with a bigger band—at Bowery Ballroom it was just a duo, the group distilled to the drum/guitar format of likeminded groups No Age and the White Stripes (Really! Let’s give credit where it’s due, people)—and a similar-sized crowd (big). The set was shorter back in March, and Williams looked surprised that people came to see him play, a kind of aw-shucks look plastered on his face the whole time. That look transformed into a shit-grin this time around: Yeah, I know I haven’t fucked up yet, and guess what? I’m not going to, muthafuckas!
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by: Michael Miller
published: July 17, 2009 in column: It Shows
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