It’s been two years since Superchunk released its ninth studio LP, Majesty Shredding. On June 12th, the Chapel Hill rockers return with a new vinyl 7″, aptly titled “This Summer”, via Merge. Produced by Scott Solter, the single will also contain a cover of Bananarama’s “Cruel Summer” as its B-side, and be pressed on white vinyl limited to 1300 copies worldwide. What’s more, there will be a digital download code for an acoustic version of “This Summer”.

Frontman Mac McCaughan released a statement about the single:

I like “summer” songs. They could be about the actual season, or just be songs listened to most while doing things you do during the summer—taking a road trip, going to the coast, sitting outside on the roof or the porch or the beach or wherever. And actually, maybe most of those songs were written during the winter or the spring by someone somewhere cold who was looking forward to summer (because for one thing, if you want a song to come out during the summer, please note that you have to make it long before then).

And since a new Superchunk album is a ways off, we thought a summer-themed single was at least pitching in a little bit for 2012. “This Summer” is about all the things listed above plus some ritual wiping-the-slate-type energy. Coming up with a B-side didn’t take long. Luckily for fans of Seals & Crofts, Nancy and Lee, Spent, Carole King, and the 3Ds, their “summer” songs were spared. Bananarama, here we come!

If you get the “demo” version of “This Summer,” it’s one of many demos for this song. The very first one was actually all electric and sounds a little too close to the studio version to be worth hearing. I had to do a bunch of quiet ones to get the structure right; this is one of those.

Merge is currently accepting pre-orders for the 7″ now.

The third annual DeLuna Fest runs September 21-23rd at Pensacola Beach, Florida. Marking their first confirmed U.S. performance of 2012, Pearl Jam will join fellow rock stalwarts Foo Fighters as headliners. Other notable acts include Florence and the Machine, Ben Folds Five, Band of Horses, and Guided By Voices.

Also performing are Joan Jett and the Blackhearts, The Gaslight Anthem, Superchunk, The Wallflowers, The Joy Formidable, Bad Brains, DJ Jazzy Jeff, The Corin Tucker Band, Band of Skulls, City and Colour, Ivan Neille’s Dumpstaphunk, Anders Osborne, Fishbone, and Bonerama.

Additional bands, including a third headliner, will be announced in the coming weeks. Stayed to Consequence of Sound’s Festival Outlook for all the latest news and rumors.

A limited quantity of advance price festival weekend passes are available for $159.95 and go on sale today (April 17th) at 9:00 AM ET via the festival’s website. Once tickets at the advance price level are sold-out, passes will then go on sale for regular price of $199.95. VIP packages are also available.

Like punk cover band TV Casualty, North Carolina indie mainstays Superchunk seemingly associate a truly ghoulish Halloween with music by seminal horror punks The Misfits. Last year, the band offered up a treat over tricks with a free download of their cover of “Horror Business”. This year, the haul is just as sweet, with the band tackling “Where Eagles Dare”. Like the original, there’s a heavy, driving sound; unlike Glenn Danzig and company, though, Superchunk infuse their version with a gummy core of low-key nerdiness. Check it out below, then download your own copy here.

Superchunk- “Where Eagles Dare” (The Misfits cover)

For more Superchunk/Misfits fun, check out a 2010 live performance of “Horror Business” by the band and former Samhain (Danzig’s post-Misfits band) drummer London May.

On top of Superchunk releasing a brand new LP in Majesty Shredding last year, the North Carolina four-piece has been working with Merge to reissue several of their early albums. With Here’s Where the Strings Come, No Pocky for Kitty, and On the Mouth already out, the group’s fourth album, 1994′s Foolish, is next to hit stores this September.

Recorded over three days in early December 1993, the Brian Paulson-produced record saw the band reach a new level of sonic development. As Peter Margasak, the man who booked the first Superchunk show in Chicago, told Merge Records, “Foolish stands as one of the band’s greatest accomplishments, a blast of songwriting growth (dare I say maturation?) that arrived without taking the band’s trademark energy and power as a casualty.” Putting the whole thing together at Steve Albini’s home studio probably didn’t hurt either.

The album will feature all remastered tracks along with different album art, special bonus material, and liner notes by drummer Jon Wurster. Pre-order your copy here. Foolish is available on CD, LP, and digital download September 13th via Merge Records.

It’s a testament to the spirit of discovery that Pitchfork champions. Their passion for unearthing, promoting, and booking remarkable bands for Pitchfork Music Festival is always exciting, as many bands are new to the festival scene and aren’t used to thousands of people staring back at them. And during Fleet Foxes’ set especially, it became clear that one website’s passion for music has been transferred to the masses. Now that’s a feat.

Save for the controversy surrounding Odd Future’s performance (and the performance itself), this year turned out to be a very polite festival, and that’s not necessarily a good thing. Not to say there’s nothing to blog home about, but the bands that are still with myself, Adam Kivel, and Paul De Revere in the days after the festival are but Fleet Foxes, HEALTH, Deerhunter, TV on the Radio, Cold Cave, Woods who all seemed to be playing at their peak with definition, confidence, and clarity. They delivered some of the best sets of the weekend and, in hindsight, I wish there were more bands that were taking the next step up in the ambiguously tangible music ladder. Many of the bands on the bill were making nostalgia candy for all, in flux trying to carve out a new sound, or cutting their teeth much like the Fleet Foxes did three years ago.

There were plenty of acts we loved and very, very few we didn’t (see below), but there was an overall imbalance that lingers with me. Maybe last year’s lineup was too perfect, too timely to compare to this one. Maybe the music of 2011 is too unsettled to have found its vanguard. Maybe the PR fracas and the anarcho-punk of Odd Future’s set was the most relevant, most indelible memory of the weekend which can make for a hard pill to swallow. But the best thing about Pitchfork Music Festival is that there’s a needle for every groove — vegans get vegan gyros, record hounds get a bountiful record fair, interior decorators get 20 or so different graphic designers selling band posters at Flatstock, and everyone got three days of sun, weed, beer, friends, and over 30 of the best bands around.

-Jeremy D. Larson
Content Director

Feature photo by Meghan Brosnan.

Friday, July 15th

Gatekeeper – Blue Stage – 3:20 p.m.

Photo by Meghan Brosnan

Do you think that if Gatekeeper had named themselves Headliners, they’d be closing the night instead of keeping an eye on the gates as the huge line trickled in? Either way, most of the reasonably large crowd at the side stage seemed enthusiastic, dancing along to the dark, pulsing beats of the Brooklyn/Chicago duo of Matthew Arkell and Aaron David Ross. Some of the dancing looked ironic, but considering the unfortunate fact that the arcade game/bad horror soundtrack aping set was happening out in open air in the middle of a bright afternoon, it might have just been uncertainty. Either way, the beats won out, as they typically do, and the duo wound up with a big reaction. -Adam Kivel

EMA – Red Stage – 3:30 p.m.

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Erika M. Anderson’s first album under her acronymous band EMA can be an uncomfortable listen, with lyrics of butterfly knife kisses, disenfranchisement in California, and many more touchy subjects. It’s a delicate album that might ought to be handled delicately live, but EMA don’t wanna wallow. It’s always good for a band to kick things up in real life, and EMA does exactly that. The thinning production on Past Life Martyred Saints became lush drone backed by the precision-in-the-pocket drumming of Nicole Anderson, Erika’s younger sister. Introverted songs turned extroverted, like “Butterfly Knife” and even the heart-wringing ballad “Breakfast”.

At her show at The Empty Bottle on the Thursday before the festival, EMA crammed the venue with power, and played a much looser set than they did opening up Pitchfork on Friday. I was really blown away at her show in a club, and even though it didn’t have the spark it did on Thursday, their festival sound weaved through enough of the crowd to pique intersest while maintaining the personal nature of the songs themselves. -Jeremy D. Larson

tUnE-yArDs – Blue Stage – 4:30 p.m.

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The Merrill Garbus faithfuls stood in the hot Chicago summer with Björk-meets-Bushmen war paint melting down their faces. You’ll forgive me if I call tUnE-yArDs a movement. When Garbus starts the funky, locomotive-like chug of her amazing pipes, loop pedals and ukelele; when she holds up her “fight the power” fist on “Gangsta”, one of the sets rollicking opening songs, clenching a drum stick, it feels more like a small rally than a concert. “You’re a very moving site to see out there,” she said. Garbus’ talent for arrangement, improvisation, and, most of all, groove (through the use of her loop pedals, which inspired gawks and giddiness among the crowd) is among the best of the new class of indie artists of the last few years. Definitely one of the strongest sets of the festival’s first day. -Paul de Revere

Battles – Green Stage – 4:35 p.m.

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Sure, there’s a bit of novelty to the way that Battles drummer John Stanier hangs his crash cymbal five feet in the air, but, as the roar of the crowd attested on his first swipe at it, there’s something invigorating about it as well. In their new, singer-less incarnation, one had to wonder how the guest vocalist songs from Gloss Drop would translate, and the answer was a bit of a surprise. Pre-recorded videos of Blonde Redhead vocalist Kazu Makino and Gary Numan sang along to the insane math-jazz-rock drumming of Stanier, Ian Williams’ double-synth, guitar tapping, and foot kicking, and Dave Konopka’s complexly looped and effected bass lines. The biggest surprise of the set may have been the faithful rendition of “Atlas” (though without a video of departed vocalist Tyondai Braxton), but the biggest response came for the brain-scraping “Ice Cream”, with video of piles of ice cream flashing in between shots of vocalist Matias Aguayo bobbing along to the beat. -Adam Kivel

Curren$y – Blue Stage – 5:30 p.m.

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The wave of pot fumes wafting through the crowd during Curren$y’s performance was simply overwhelming. And the chronic stench started promptly within the first few seconds of the Young Money Entertainment rapper’s first song. Without a doubt, Curren$y and the crowd were wasting no time getting the party going. But as intensely a weed rapper Curren$y is, it’s important to point out the dude’s not unengaged either, which is a refreshing change of pace in the niche stoner rap subgenre. He also has lyrical skills. But he hardly needed the constant adulation of the crowd. “You ain’t gotta clap for me,” he said. “Just light something.” -Paul De Revere

Thurston Moore – Red Stage – 5:30 p.m.

“You guys wanna hear some songs about rape, murder, and carnage?” a darkly sun-glassed Thurston Moore smirked out at the audience. Ever the imp, Moore continued to dumbfound some expectations, shooting down shouted requests for “Kool Thing” and its noise-rock brethren, instead going “on noise strike”, and performing acoustic with a violinist, harpist, second guitarist, and drummer. Playing most of Demolished Thoughts,  Moore quietly strummed through gems like “Benediction” and “Illuminine”. Hush Arbors guitarist Keith Wood, and one of so many possible Sunburned Hand of the Man drummers laid down a soft groove, Mary Lattimore’s harp and Samara Lubelski’s violin added accents, and Moore stood front and center, being undeniably himself. His cooed lyrics on Trees Outside the Academy’s “Never Did” and his vows to “stay in ecumenical gangster mode” were playful and cool, which is Moore on auto-pilot. A little more noise and intensity may have been more exciting, but this set won on its relaxed, calming breeze. – Adam Kivel

Guided By Voices – Green Stage – 6:25 p.m.

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If you ain’t in the know, you’d be hard pressed to tell the difference between Guided By Voices (GBV) and roadies these days. As GBV loaded in, Robert Pollard asked the crowd if we were ready for some “real profession rock & roll,” and, in retrospect, I think it was a sincere, unironic question. With a cigarette in one hand mouth bottle of Jose Cuervo Gold in the other which for him must be is own personal Fountain of Youth, Pollard led the aging indie godfathers to a fun and chunky set playing about 20 songs from their careers, culling mainly from their “seminal lo-fi album” Bee Thousand (now that quip was dripping with irony). While those classic standbys sounded great, it was their even more garagey/lo-fi tunes that got the best kind of bump like ”Expecting Brainchild” or “Cut-Out Witch”, showing that seminal is not just one album, it’s a whole career (or at least “early” career, not much stuff was played form their 21st century albums). With GBV on their final reunion lap, they still got plenty of gas left in the truck. Just look at those pictures of guitarist Mitch Mitchell. Any guitarist not aspiring to be like Mitch Mitchell needs to break their whole situation down for retooling. -Jeremy D. Larson

Das Racist – Blue Stage – 6:30 p.m.

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Long before Das Racist took the stage, the huge crowd rolled joints, shouted “Combination Pizza Hut and Taco Bell” lyrics, and squeezed as close to the front as they could. The anticipation for that one song was so large that they had to do it, right? Instead, the trio burst through some other great songs (opener “Who’s That? Brooown!”‘s boasts about being the brown Elvis or Larry Bird got some big laughs, while the White Castle critique in “Rainbow in the Dark” may have got more), and even gave time to Detroit MC Danny Brown. The off the cuff request to “get some more Adderall in this microphone, some orange juice in this monitor” may have been the single best line of the day. But, in the end, the song didn’t make the cut. Maybe for the better, as it didn’t seem like too many people were complaining, instead wrapped up in all the fun. -Adam Kivel

James Blake – Blue Stage – 7:30 p.m.

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Nearly everyone coming to the festival seemed to be talking about getting to see James Blake. Despite the massive anticipation, the quiet, mixed set seemed blurry and difficult to piece together. Perhaps it was the fact that Blake regularly went for the quiet, mellow, and polite (his many cooly British-accented “thank you”s between songs seemed super sincere), but the large, expectant crowd seemed to suggest something more powerful. His smooth, electronic pieces were largely employed to background his strong voice, a sort of mix between Antony and Dave Longstreth, equal parts operatic croon and acrobatic warble. His jazzy piano intro to “I Never Learnt to Share” was impressive, as was his ability to loop and harmonize with himself so beautifully. One loop caught a big holler from the front of the crowd, effectively giving himself a rolling applause with every added harmony. But, in the end, the set lacked a dramatic punch, instead lingering in the quietly darkening evening. -Adam Kivel

Animal Collective – Green Stage – 8:30 p.m.

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Despite their sort of new-found massive popularity (they really packed in that headlining spot!), Animal Collective have a pretty fair reputation for putting on a challenging live show. So many recent setlists seemed to have totally or nearly totally ignored any song they’d already recorded, instead pumping out new jam after new jam. While this can be exciting, there are bound to be contingencies of fans there to hear the hits. So, Avey Tare, Panda Bear, Geologist, and Deakin mixed in a little more familiar stuff, but still relied on showcasing material that will likely make up their next record. The opening new track played out that challenge to the extreme, with Deakin taking the lead vocals. After another new cut of exciting electronic, jungle beats, an amped up, electrified rendition of Feels standout “Did You See the Words?” finally got to a large portion of the crowd, howls ripping through the waves of people.

Sitting behind a technicolor bat mobile and glowing paper crystals, Tare asked if everyone was “feeling pretty sweet,” which, it seemed, they were. The octave glitching, almost Yeasayer-y sounds of a track bootleggers have been calling “Knock You Down” magically melded into Merriweather Post Pavilion favorite “Brother Sport”, which received the biggest applause of the night. A slowed down version of “Taste” followed, and an electric version of Sung Tongs gem “We Tigers” didn’t get as much recognition as the other old songs. “Summertime Clothes” and its cries of “When the sun goes down we’ll go out again” played perfectly for the howlers at the front of the stage who couldn’t get enough. With 10 minutes to park curfew, the quartet called it a night, waving goodbye to day one of the festival. -Adam Kivel

Saturday, July 16th

Julianna Barwick  - Green Stage – 1:00 p.m.

Photo by Meghan Brosnan

After a short respite, day two fell upon Union Park, and the combination of hangovers and increased heat was keeping a good portion of people down…that is, until Julianna Barwick‘s lithe, angelic vocal harmonies flew out over the field, taking some of the edge off. The droopy, unready audience caught onto her moaning and cooing, finding solace as much in the occasional cool breeze as they did in Barwick’s lush looped compositions. As time passed, more people poured through the gates and into the thronged congregation, the mass of vocals weaving overhead like a glowing tapestry. The spotty early afternoon attendance was appreciative, if un-enthusiastic, and Barwick seemed plenty glad to be there. – Adam Kivel

Woods – Red Stage – 1:45 p.m.

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One of the highlights of the whole festival. Their sky-gazing pysch-folk were focused testaments to the longevity of jam bands. Though, labeling Woods as a jam band would be a disservice to jam fans and detractors as they live in a genre all to their own. The delicate tenor voice and treble guitar of Jeremy Earl take focus on their shorter songs, like opener “Pushing Onlys” or “Be All Be Easy”, but between those delightful pop numbers were extended kraut-jams that focused on repetition as opposed to crunchy solos. Ambient textures were interlaced by their pedal-monger and these seven-10 minute sessions hit my heart like rays of sun. It was a perfect choice for a relaxing afternoon set with just enough punch at the end to eke some movement out of the tranced-out crowd. -Jeremy D. Larson

Sun Airway – Blue Stage – 1:55 p.m.

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The airy, synth-laden electro-pop pushed out by Sun Airway came across ultimately relaxed, almost to a fault. The twinkling effects backing vocalist Jon Barthmus were difficult to differentiate from song to song, as if the group had found a nice, dreamy sound that worked on one song, and then continued it in as many different permutations of the same pieces that they could find. Barthmus’ lyrics were consistently evocative, though a bit overly sentimental. “I’ll be there to lasso you the moonshine,” he promised on “Oh Naoko”, sounding very much like he realizes how sweet that is. The synth drums also proved to be a bit much, and the band continued on, digging at the same spot for the entire set. – Adam Kivel

Cold Cave – Green Stage – 2:30 p.m.

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The hard-synth trio pumped some heretofore absent adrenaline across the grounds of Union Park, and they did so with oppressively black overtones tantamount to their all black attire. With the heat of Saturday afternoon already clamping down on the crowd, Wesley Eisold wasted no time in exorcising his demons over synths that could have easily doubled for distorted guitars, which synced up nice with his former past as a vanguard of the Boston hardcore scene. On their latest album Cherish The Light Years, Cold Cave sneak past the new-wave revival label by adding generous globs of industrial waste to their album to great effect. Live, this becomes the focus of their set, aided in large part to Dominick Fernow of the NYC noise-rock band Prurient. Eisold and Fernow attacked their synths with fury leaving behind any trace of politeness, and made the effort to leave it all on stage. I longed for Fernow to have a mic so we could have heard his screams in unison to Eisold’s baritone. While the crowd danced along to “Icons Of Summer”, Eisold made evident his inner demons, even saying after the song “Escapism will never work, You have to embrace it.” He could be referring to any number of tangible or intangible things, but as the closing number “Villians of the Moon” played and hands were lifted up in the air, it was evident that Cold Cave’s noir came second to the power of a truly great song. – Jeremy D. Larson

G-Side – Blue Stage – 2:50 p.m.

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Furthering its rap music focus onto Southern rappers, the Pitchfork Music Festival’s Blue Stage hosted Huntsville, Ala.’s G-Side, a pair of thoughtful rappers with bluesy wisdom and a friendly swagger. (One lyrical sample, “Do what you do, boy/Just know what you do it for.”) Near the end of its set, preparing to perform the Beach House-sampling “How Far”, the duo asked, “Anybody here fuck with Beach House?” Yes, G-Side. Yes, we do. -Paul de Revere

No Age – Red Stage – 3:20 p.m.

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The Red Stage seemed to be haunted this year, as almost every band had some tech issues there. After some delay in the beginning, No Age‘s drummer/vocalist Dean Sprunt yelled “Fuck this!” and they dove into the second real heavy set of the day, delivering some much needed force into the pillowy afternoon. It’s an odd balancing act with these guys, as noise-punk doesn’t seem to have a wide radius at a festival. Sprunt’s sloppy vocal execution is all-too clear and specific — two words you don’t really want associated with lo-fi cacophonous rock. With raucus older stuff like “Boy Void” and a choice covers like Misfits’ “Hybrid Moments” and Black Flag’s “Six Pack”, the rapid-fire set effected those closest to the band — like about the size of a club. No Age really isn’t a festival band, and their set lacked the cohesiveness and form of their smaller shows, but one good thing about fests is that the circle pit can get as large as it wants. By the end of their set as Sprunt got out from behind the drums and screamed to the audience from the photo pit, it was about 50 ft. in diameter. Can’t get that at a club. -Jeremy D. Larson

Wild Nothing – Blue Stage – 3:45 p.m.

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You want pretty? You want dreamy? You want Nothing. Wild Nothing, that is. Although in-studio the whole thing rests on the shoulders of one Jack Tatum, on-stage Wild Nothing expands into a quartet, with Tatum leading the way. This arrangement seems obvious live, as there’s little chatter amongst the group – even between songs. Instead, at least in Union Park, Tatum let the guitar pedals do the talking. Lead effects guitars danced alongside slow six-string melodies while a meaty bass sound provided the main driving melody that altogether bred a classic post-punk/shoegaze sound. Wild Nothing provided lush grooves that paired well with a much-needed cool breeze. Nice. -Paul de Revere

Gang Gang Dance – Green Stage – 4:15 p.m.

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Was there a more funky and joyous band at Pitchfork Music Festival than Gang Gang Dance? The sound throbbing out of the Green Stage’s speakers was confounding: disparate worldbeat influences from Latin American clave, African polyrhythmic drumming, Balinese gamelan… it goes on. It was all combined with a dancing, sage-burning assistant I took to calling a hype-shaman. Lizzie Bougatsos, Brian DeGraw, and their band of freaky, art-school avant-gardists are charismatic practitioners of syncopated, unrestrained joy and put on one of the best sets of the festival, bar none. Believe it. -Paul de Revere

Off! – Blue Stage – 4:45 p.m.

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It’s always sad when this happens. Old men who insist on still being “punk” and finding something to be aggressive about and finding nothing broadly good to embrace about the world or music. Punk will always be young, not old because young people are not satisfied with anything, nor should they be. Keith Morris and the other members of OFF! have plenty to be happy about, like decent, even long, careers in music. At best, the band’s set was a perfectly fine genre piece. But at worst, obnoxious and super annoying. Pass. -Paul de Revere

Destroyer – Red Stage – 5:15 p.m.

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When Dan Bejar, aka Destroyer, leapt into his new disco territory on this year’s Kaputt, it seemed necessary that his live show would have to change pretty drastically to keep up. Could he play anything from old fan favorites like Streethawk: A Seduction, or Your Blues, or would the necessary shift in instrumentation also mean he’d rely solely on new material. And, moreover, how would that smooth electro-chamber sound convey over a huge field in the middle of a bright, sunny afternoon? Turns out, not super well. Portions of the large crowd around Bejar’s stage spoke among itself, carrying almost as well as Bejar’s band. An abundance of noodling from the ever-present trumpet and tenor sax demanded as much attention as Bejar did, kneeling at the front of the stage. Not even a light, lilting version of Destroyer’s Rubies favorite “Painter in Your Pocket” could change the underwhelming atmosphere of the set. – Adam Kivel

The Dismemberment Plan – Green Stage – 6:15 p.m.

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“My guitar’s real hot,” Jason Caddell smirked as The Dismemberment Plan loped on stage, huge grins looking out at the mass of waiting fans. The “at least for now” reunited D.C. art-punkers filled their set to the brim with smart-alecky jokes, banter, full speed ahead songs, and plenty of smiles. From the start, vocalist/guitarist Travis Morrison was ready to give the fans what they wanted, which was equal parts cracking wise and rolling out the hits. The straight-ahead rockers like “What Do You Want Me To Say?” and “The Ice of Boston” killed, bassist Eric Axelson punching out contagious line after contagious line. Even the overly goofy, unfocused, vaguely dance-y sections (including a keyboard solo from Morrison’s forehead) won plenty of chuckles and dancing feet. Even the softer side got some focus, as on the charming “You Are Invited”, which brought a nearby attendee to tears. This is the kind of band that people make lifetime connections to, and this reunion brought a lot of sincere joy to those same. – Adam Kivel

Twin Shadow – Blue Stage – 6:45 p.m.

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An eccentric bit of soul music has always been deep down in the whiny, maudlin musings of Morrissey and Robert Smith of The Cure. And maybe instead of trying to be sexy, soulful, and showing off his pipes, maybe there’s a bit of deep sadness and longing for an emotional connection when Prince yowls and yelps like James Brown. Twin Shadow knows these gray areas well and his performance at the perfectly suited Blue Stage hit the sweet spot between the sounds of those three. Who knows, more killer performances like this one and George Lewis, Jr. could become the Dominican Morrissey. -Paul de Revere

DJ Shadow – Red Stage – 7:25 p.m.

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In a quintessential This Is Spinal Tap moment, which you, dear reader, have likely heard about, DJ Shadow could not get his orb/techno-boulder to operate correctly, leaving him unable to get to his turntables. It was a brief snafu and all went fine for Shadow but the Derek Smalls-trapped-in-a-pod jabs and “Hello Chicago!” jokes just kept coming from my swaying/dancing section. Shadow’s live sound of drum and bass, instrumental rap, and soul music is immaculate and his bass, which puts James Blake’s to shame, drowned out any haters, teasers, detractor or skeezers, of which I was all four. -Paul de Revere

Zola Jesus – Blue Stage – 7:45 p.m.

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Nika Rosa Danilova seemed surprised that she had the penultimate performance at Pitchfork. “Wow…What are you all doing here?” she beamed, looking out over the masses not interested in setting up camp for Fleet Foxes. In the end, Zola Jesus proved to deserve the attention, Danilova’s throaty, rich vocals powering over churning, choppy electro-pulses. Skipping back and forth across the stage, swinging her arms wildly and trying to keep control of the wild dress composed of metallic gray ribbons, it seemed as if Zola Jesus were pushing away from their occasionally abrasive, regularly goth-y persona, and into some new indie pop world. And, to both hear their new, less foreboding sound and see the serious dancing in front of the stage, it’s clear that this journey is working. “There is a fire that burns on my tongue,” she howled on “Manifest Destiny”, and that fire was catching on in a big way. – Adam Kivel

Fleet Foxes – Green Stage – 8:30 p.m.

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The lush instrumentation the present day Fleet Foxes embrace seems to reach back years and years to the earliest American folk musicians. Every string that was struck sounded timeless, as if the roots of music still survived solely on the water from drops of Fleet Foxes’ songs. As opposed to the scatter-shot sonics of Animal Collective’s headlining set that required a focused ear, Fleet Foxes aligned their spectrum which allowed for the broadest range of pleasure across a sold out crowd who stood, swayed, smiled, and sang along to their entire set. With Helplessness Blues raised as their new standard, Pecknold and his band, armed with a variety of stringed instruments and even a bass clarinet, touched on their entire catalog, from “Mykonos” to the multi-part 8-min “The Shrine/Argument”, the latter of which swelled and receded with vast dynamic contrasts and those halcyon harmonies that the band is known for. Their voices, carried by Pecknold’s iconic pinched tenor, reverberated throughout the fest. Just three years after the band sat on chairs and waylaid Pitchfork onlookers with their music, they had people rapt from note one, onto their rapturous “Helplessness Blues” finale. A canonical performance. -Jeremy D. Larson

Sunday, July 17th

The Fresh & Onlys – Green Stage – 1:00 p.m.

Photo by Meghan Brosnan

The Fresh and Onlys are from the same laid back, hazy San Fran scene that bred other psych-garage-poppers Thee Oh Sees, Sic Alps, and Sonny & The Sunsets. So, it’s no surprise that the tough job of having one of two opening spots on the broilingly hot third day of the festival seemed not to faze them all that much: the heat isn’t all that unusual in California, and Haight-Ashbury isn’t known for its temperance. Vocalist/guitarist Tim Cohen’s floppy hat, dark sunglasses, and tie-dyed Grateful Dead shirt seemed to say it all, as he and the rest of the band rolled through a solid, if heat-stricken set of garage-ready jams. -Adam Kivel

How To Dress Well – Blue Stage – 1:55 p.m.

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I give big ups to How To Dress Well (or the name behind the name Tom Krell) for this show, as it was really unlike anything else at the fest, and that seems to be more of what the Blue Stage is going for this year (Oh, how soon it will become the Altered Zones stage just you wait). With a synth, and a sparse drum kit, a mothafuckin string quartet, Krell serenaded the audience with heart-rending songs in falsetto. Unlike some of the other bass-heavy bangers played throughout the day, Krell’s R&B-tinged ambiance was ethereal, but it didn’t quite hush the crowd like it may have done in a smaller setting. Still, for those with a sharp ear, Krells’ sparser tracks like “Suicide Dream” mixed nicely with his newer, more aggresive material. Oh, and the whole set was bookended by R. Kelly’s “Waking Up To Life Sometimes Seems Worse” and Janet Jackson’s “Again” which was just thug and beautiful. -Jeremy D. Larson

Kurt Vile & the Violators – Green Stage – 2:30 p.m.

Photo by Meghan Brosnan

It was a surprise to see Kurt Vile‘s name on the Pitchfork lineup two years in a row, but his set last year was a solid success, and the dude didn’t name an album Childish Prodigy for nothing. Vile’s back catalog is long enough to fill two festival slots, and his rip-roaring, classic rock tinged jams pumped up the portion of the crowd not already waiting in front of the opposite stage and chanting “Swag!” at the drop of a hat. The rollicking “Freak Train” and a killer turn on “Runner Ups” energized a crowd in need of a serious energy boost, and Vile’s sly smile seemed just as greatful. “You guys hot?” he asked, before adding a quiet “I’m sorry…” But “Society is My Friend” may have been the strongest of the set, Vile’s long mane of curls floating in the breeze, his lazy range providing some of the best straight-ahead rock of the weekend. -Adam Kivel

Twin Sister – Blue Stage – 2:50 p.m.

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In their relatively short career, Twin Sister has managed to carve out a nice cozy corner of music that is all their own — somewhere amid Beach House, Cocteau Twins, and The Talking Heads bubbles their music with as much room to dream as there is to dance. I found myself lost between the two options at her set for the first half as the leaned on their more serene and reserved tracks, but when they kicked into “Bad Street” of their forthcoming LP, things coalesced for the band and the crowd and people started to feel it. Well executed, but kind of waffled between moods which, incidentally, doesn’t work well for the lay listener trying to get a bead on the sound. -Jeremy D. Larson

OFWGKTA – Red Stage – 3:20 p.m.

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“I can’t hear what you’re saying….That’s cause I’m talking over you” a smiling, leg-casted Tyler, the Creator answered to a shout from the audience, quite nicely summing up the role that he and his Wolf Gang brethren inhabit. Every time he’s challenged for his homophobic, misogynist, violence-endorsing music, his response is whatever will get the most attention. That’s why group members delivered cupcakes to the anti-violence groups and other non-profit booths. That’s why Tyler gave a “big shoutout to the domestic violence groups,” adding that he hoped they could hear him moments before diving into “I Got a Gun”. Tyler, on crutches, wound up diving into the crowd, sucked in for a while, admiring the adulation. But, the high school button pushing (shouts of “Kill people! Burn shit! Fuck School!”), the irony (coming out to “One Love” and “Where is the Love”)…it was all a little too much to bear. But, then again, the set was one of the most widely attended, the rowdiest, and most talked about, so Tyler and Co. got exactly what they wanted: More attention.

Do I believe that Tyler actually goes about ready to “smack a bitch,” rape, or murder? No. Do I believe that hearing this music will breed intolerace, hate, and violence? Entirely possible. Do these kids have some serious talent? Yes, definitely (their eccentric, minimal production, and quick flow were exciting). Are they wasting that talent on antagonistic, offensive stupidity? Yes, definitely. -Adam Kivel

Shabazz Palaces – Blue Stage – 3:45 p.m.

Photo by Jeremy D. Larson

While the Odd Future show was clamoring on, Shabazz Palaces performed with understated confidence of the highest nature and displayed superior flow, lyrics, production, and message. That’s that truth. Now, I really really like Shabazz Palaces’ new album Black Up, so I’m gonna play both sides of the coin on this. For those unversed in Palaceer Lazero’s ways with words, it could be a tough sell to fall into the nooks and crannies of his songs. The multi-part, futurist hip hop that Shabazz tossed up to the crowd, again, didn’t quite fit into a tidy package. The Blue Stage seems to suffer this plight, but it also can be looked at as an advantage. Come over to the shade and really listen to some music and you can be greatly rewarded. For me, I spaced out and bopped hard the whole set. -Jeremy D. Larson

Ariel Pink’s Haunted Graffiti – Green Stage – 4:15 p.m.

Photo by Meghan Brosnan

The reality of following Odd Future is that everything must become a response to Odd Future. So, it’s no surprise that Ariel Pink suggests that Tyler, The Creator ought to be on stage with his band, later jumps around with middle fingers flying, shouting fuck you, and even later adds that “chillwave isn’t about hate…that’s hatewave.” But, ignoring the forced reactionary attitude, Pink’s brand of 80s psych-pop suffered from some serious microphone problems. The vocalist’s Garth Brooks’-styled headphone mic sounded like a walkie talkie coming in and out of range, crackling and humming with a cool distorted effect at times, the distortion overbearing or the vocals fading out entirely at others. The music was tight, freewheeling, and disturbingly cute after Odd Future, but the mic issues likely forced an end to their short set. -Adam Kivel

Baths – Blue Stage – 4:45 p.m.

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If there was one unexpected smash success on the Blue Stage of the Pitchfork Music Festival’s final day, it was Baths. His jittery, spastic IDM made sprightly enough rhythms to get a large crowd, some of whom seemed down for a little nu-rave action, moving. Maybe they were there for shade, maybe they just came out of curiosity, but most of them ended up dancing. If Richard D. James (better known as Aphex Twin) had a side project that specialized in club bangers and smooth slow jams, and alternated between them at a sometimes-frenetic space, I’m tempted to say it would sound exactly like Baths. -Paul de Revere

Superchunk – Red Stage – 5:15 p.m.

Photo by Meghan Brosnan

Superchunk, along with The Dismemberment Plan on Saturday and Thurston Moore and Guided by Voices on Friday, proved that age can actually increase one’s ability to rock, not inescapably stifle it. In fact, even in his 40′s, lead singer Mac McCaughan’s voice still contains the same boyish wail that so thoroughly defined the ‘90s indie sound for vocalists. Combine that with his continued ability to pump out killer riff after killer melodic riff and that he and Superchunk bassist Laura Ballance co-founded Merge Records, one of the best labels in indie history, and you’ve got one helluva legacy band. McCaughan’s signature work ethic and no-nonsense rock ‘n’ roll is so well-known and revered in indie rock circles, it’s a wonder he hasn’t been more widely considered for Bruce Springsteen-like sainthood in the genre. On Sunday afternoon, dad rockers with future-hipster babies everywhere swayed with content that, in their minds, McCaughan, already had been. -Paul de Revere

Kylesa – Blue Stage – 5:45 p.m.

The almost entirely frill-less stoner metal put out by Savannah, GA’s Kylesa bum-rushed the side stage, a breath of fresh air, as the rare heavy rock act popped up in the midst of a lot of electronic and indie rock. The metal contingency supporting the band may have been smaller than that for other acts, but they were certainly no less enthusiastic. A real mosh pit erupted, and the head-banging spread far and wide. Drummers Tyler Newberry and Carl McGinley’s technical prowess may have set the whole beast in motion, but guitarist Laura Pleasants’ chainsaw riffs, bassist Corey Barhorst’s chugging rhythms, and guitarist/vocalist Phillip Cope’s barks and howls all locked together in a triumphant march step. The impressive musicianship, memorable hooks, and serious depth all combined for a well respected, much needed cathartic moment. -Adam Kivel

Deerhunter – Green Stage – 6:15 p.m.

Photo by Meghan Brosnan

The field surrounding Deerhunter‘s triumphant return to the Pitchfork stage were packed with casual listeners and diehard fans alike, dripping with sweat and hungering for the band’s cool, summery melodies. Relying heavily on last year’s excellent Halcyon Digest, Bradford Cox, Lockett Pundt, Moses Archuleta, and Josh Fauver swayed slowly through some seriously entrancing grooves, letting pop gems fall where they may. “Desire Lines” pulsed its way out of a long noisy wind to open the set, while later the cooing “Little Kids” off of Microcastle caught the attention of the long time fans, earning a big response. After proudly describing the band’s return from Europe, Cox stated that you could “fuck anybody that tells you this isn’t the best country…fucking crypto-fascists.” After that brief bit of strange patriotism, the band twinkled through the gorgeous, Jay Reatard tribute, “He would Have Laughed”, before finishing on another long, dreamy jam. -Adam Kivel

Toro y Moi- Blue Stage – 6:45 p.m.

Photo by Meghan Brosnan

Toro y Moi‘s Chaz Bundick seems to be running away from that chillwave misnomer with a fury. Or at least he’s been listening to a lot more Headhunters or 80′s disco and imposing that we chill out to that. His voice can coo anyone to sleep, but the music underneath begged us to get up or get down or however you chose to boogie. There were some new songs with flippy synths in the set from his forthcoming EP out sometime later in the year that added a welcome aggression to his sound. Bundick, at 23, is an explorer of the highest mark and his set was evident of that. The displacement of detractors and fans caused for a some dance pods to sprout during “Still Sound”, one of the best songs he’s written so far, and the highlight of the set. -Jeremy D. Larson

Cut Copy – Red Stage – 7:25 p.m.

Photo by Meghan Brosnan

…And now we enter the epic dance party. Melbourne, Australia’s sharply dressed Cut Copy was armed to the teeth with sequencers, drum machines and synths with one mission in mind: get booties moving. The trio looked as good as its light show, one that got progressively more pronounced and colorful as the sun went down behind it.

Its brand of New Order-like, slick synth-pop was full of sheen and gorgeous, tight harmonies akin to The Beach Boys, especially notable on its performance of “Where I’m Going”, the first single off the band’s latest LP, Zonoscope. To see the giant mass of people jumping and grinding on each other as one organism at, say, the chorus of “Lights and Music” when people lost their shit, it was obvious that the band played one of the festival’s most danceable sets. -Paul de Revere

HEALTH – Blue Stage – 7:40 p.m.

It’s almost hard to believe that the HEALTH that completely crushed their set as the penultimate act of the weekend this year was the same act that played the very same stage three years prior. While their set in 2008 was masterfully chaotic, heart-racingly cluttered, and electrically charged, this year upped the ante by showing their matured sense of theatrics and somewhat more traditional songwriting. Opening with “Girl Attorney” style feedback bursts and the haunting falsetto of “Nice Girls”, the crowd erupted into a sort of dancing mosh pit. The noise-rock perfected “Zoothorns” followed, proving that no matter how grimy, hot, and overtired any festival goer can get, there’s enough gas at the bottom of the tank to freak the fuck out. BJ Miller’s drumming acted as the rollicking beast, exploding with furious energy, while Jupiter Keyes, John Famiglietti, and Jake Duszik all hooted and screamed through their heavily affected microphones, bouncing about the stage. Their cover of Pictureplane’s “Goth Star” seethed with dark dancefloor energy, and the rambunctious, squared off screaming of “Tabloid Sores” ended with Famiglietti looking up, long black hair covering his face, as he shredded out a last incredibly distorted/altered bass note. The new stuff was welcomed as much as the old, and the dancing caught on as much as the moshing. HEALTH brought the best of both worlds, and their infectious, radioactive set was easily the best of the weekend. -Adam Kivel

TV on the Radio – Green Stage – 8:30 p.m.

Photo by Meghan Brosnan

TV on the Radio (TVOTR) has reached a plateau rarely seen among major label bands: The Flaming Lips has, so did Radiohead. They retained the artistic integrity of an indie artist while gathering the resources they needed from a major. So with a nearly perfect batting average amongst rock critics and the final slot to close the weekend out at Pitchfork, what did TVOTR do with this newfound power?

First, they celebrated themselves, in a sense. Kicking off with “Halfway Home”, the dramatic lead track from its critically acclaimed 2008 full length Dear Science, TVOTR scooped up Union Park in one fell swoop, delivering a tough, clock-shattering punch to the crowd, resulting in a temporary case of amnesia. Cut Copy, what?

Second, they took advantage of the new, promising young talent around. Seattle rap duo Shabazz Palaces’ set couldn’t help but get a bit ignored being scheduled against Odd Future’s, so it was good that TVOTR decided to bring the two, an equally progressive-thinking group of black musicians, up on stage.

Photo by Meghan Brosnan

Third, they paid tribute to the shoulders of those musical giants the band continues to stand on. Easily a weekend highlight, TVOTR assembled a faithful cover of Fugazi’s “Waiting Room”, an anthemic, punk classic that’ll stick with us for decades to come. Surprisingly, the band didn’t retrofit the song with surges of electronic noise or guitar washes; instead, they kept things minimal. There was just the nimble, picked bass guitar and its signature vocal delivery, with more than a touch of urgent humanism, which was well captured in lead singer Tunde Adebimpe’s voice.

After all, if there’s any one obvious trait that TVOTR and Fugazi share, it’s that. But more than that, it was about music: an affirmation of past and present independent music and, with Shabazz Palaces, perhaps a nod to the future. That’s what a band, possibly one of the greatest this generation of indie rock will have to offer music history when all is said and done, does: forge a path and remind folks of the ones we’ve taken so far. Oh, and showing younger bands who’s still boss. -Paul de Revere

The Culture of Pitchfork

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September 17, 1998. North Carolina-based indie rock band Superchunk is in the midst of a tour supporting Indoor Living. Someone has a home video camera and captures some decent footage. Fast forward a decade or so and Superchunk is playing the fifth edition of Virada Cultural Paulista in San Paulo, Brazil. This time around, there are even better cameras as a crew captures the band’s May 15th, 2011 performance. It’s a mash-up of those two film reels that is on display in the band’s clip for “Learned To Surf” from last year’s Majesty Shredding, which is streaming above (via P4k). Nostalgia at its finest.

September in North Carolina is already a pretty spectacular time of the year, but it just got a little better for residents of Raleigh as the second installment of the Hopscotch Festival has just announced the complete lineup for 2011.

In just its second year, the three-day festival (Sept. 8-10) has tapped The Flaming Lips, Guided By Voices, Superchunk, Drive-By Truckers, The Dodos, and The Light Pines to play shows in Raleigh City Plaza, while more than 130 acts like Swans, Yelawolf, Japandroids, and Dinosaur Jr.’s J Mascis will spread their performances across 11 clubs that are all within walking distance of each other.

Other notable acts include Twin Shadow, The Black Lips, Rhys Chatham G3, Cold Cave, John Vaderslice, Xiu Xiu, Royal Bangs, and Julianna Barwick. The Budos Band, Little Scream, Toro Y Moi, The Love Language, and Beach Fossils. But the coolest thing about it all is the festival’s flexible ticketing scheme.

Fans who don’t want to commit to three-day passes, which are modestly priced at just $105 ($155 for VIP), can spring for a $65, three-day wristband that gets them into just club shows, or even purchase tickets to individual City Plaza shows on Friday and Saturday for only $32 and $34, respectively. Hopscotch’s official website says that organizers are committed to making all the shows accessible and have made only a limited amount of wristbands and single day City Plaza tickets available for purchase. “Fan experience has been a priority from the beginning,” they wrote, “we don’t enjoy waiting in line anymore than you do, [so] we are not overselling the festival.”

City Plaza shows are all ages, but younger festival goers should be aware that a few clubs do have age requirements including a handful that are 21 & up. A complete list of those clubs and more details are available at the website, and the full lineup is available here. Detailed ticketing information is available here.

These additions complete a solid bill that sees Animal Collective, Fleet Foxes, and TV on the Radio as headliners, Guided by Voices, Dismemberment Plan, Cut Copy, and Deerhunter as sub-headliners, and Yuck, No Age, James Blake, and Das Racist as a few of many highlights the festival offers. Not enough for you? The full day-to-day lineup is listed below.

Three-day passes are sold out, but single day tickets priced at $45 are still on the market. You can pick them up here. Better act fast.

Friday
Animal Collective
Neko Case
Guided By Voices
Thurston Moore*
Battles*
James Blake
Das Racist
Curren$y
tUnE-yArDs*
Gatekeeper*
EMA*

Saturday
Fleet Foxes
DJ Shadow*
The Dismemberment Plan
Destroyer
No Age
Gang Gang Dance
Zola Jesus*
Twin Shadow*
Toro Y Moi*
Cold Cave*
OFF!*
G-Side
Woods
Sun Airway
Julianna Barwick*
Chrissy Murderbot

Sunday
TV on the Radio
Cut Copy
Deerhunter
Superchunk*
Ariel Pink’s Haunted Graffiti
OFWGKTA
HEALTH
Kurt Vile
Yuck
The Fresh & Onlys
Radio Dept.
Baths
Kylesa
Shabazz Palaces
Twin Sister
How to Dress Well
Wild Nothing*
Darkstar*

* = New addition

There’s certain go-to visuals that each genre of music is notorious to returning to time and time again. For rappers, it’s gorgeous women shaking what their mommas gave them. For those metal gods of the world, it’s Satan. And now we at CoS have discovered the tried and true video concept for indie rockers: cats. While Best Coast went for the lolz, veteran indie rockers Superchunk have decided to tackle a question that has plagued mankind for eons with the video for Majesty Shredding‘s “Crossed Wires”: what do cats get up to do when they’re on the prowl? By attaching a camera to bassist Laura Ballance’s cat, we all now know cats are violent lowlifes capable of stealing and inflicting physical harm in order to feed their drug-and-alcohol-fueled lifestyle of self destruction. But they’re just so damn snuggable! Check out the video above (via Pitchfork).

Yesterday we mentioned that Titus Andronicus would be opening for Bright Eyes on their forthcoming North American tour. Well, it turns out that won’t be the only notable outfit supporting Conor Oberst and co. as the band’s itinerary also includes dates with Cursive, Superchunk, Mynabirds, and Wild Flag. Plus, they’ve just announced a three-day Midwest run with Jenny and Johnny to immediately follow their appearance at Sasquatch!, as well as stops in Kansas City and Arcata, CA on April 2nd and 10th, respectively Find all confirmed dates below (new additions in italics).

Tickets are available via our concert calendar.

Bright Eyes 2011 Tour Dates:
02/08 – Glasgow, UK @ Oran Mor
02/09 – Nottingham, UK @ Rescue Room
02/14 – London, UK @ Scala #
02/16 – Stockholm, SE @ Debaser Medis
02/18 – Berlin, DE @ Lido
02/21 – Amsterdam, NL @ Paradiso
03/02 – Miami, FL @ Fillmore Miami Beach At Jackie Gleason Theater %
03/03 – Lake Buena Vista, FL @ House of Blues %
03/04 – Atlanta, GA @ The Tabernacle %
03/05 – Asheville, NC @ Thomas Wolf Auditorium %
03/06 – Richmond, VA @ The National %
03/08 – New York, NY @ Radio City Music Hall *
03/09 – New York, NY @ Radio City Music Hall *
03/10 – Boston, MA @ House of Blues ^
03/11 – Portland, ME @ State Theatre ^
03/13 – Toronto, ON @ Sound Academy ^
03/14 – Royal Oak, MI @ Royal Oak Music Theatre ^
03/15 – Chicago, IL @ The Riviera ^
03/16 – Champaign, IL @ Foellinger Auditorium ^
03/17 – Nashville, TN @ Ryman Auditorium ^
03/19 – Austin, TX @ Auditorium Shores (SXSW) (FREE SHOW)
04/02 – Kansas City, MO @ Uptown Theater
04/03 – Milwaukee, WI @ The Riverside Theater !
04/04 – Minneapolis, MN @ First Avenue !
04/05 – Minneapolis, MN @ First Avenue !
04/08 – Vancouver, BC @ Commodore !
04/09 – Portland, OR @ Crystal Ballroom !
04/10 – Arcata, CA @ Arcata Community Center $
04/12 – Oakland, CA @ Fox Theater $
04/13 – Pomona, CA @ Fox Theater $
04/16 – Indio, CA @ Coachella Music Festival
05/28 – George, WA @ Sasquatch! Music Festival
06/01 – Boise, ID @ Knitting Factory Concert House +
06/03 – Denver, CO @ Filmore Theater +
06/04 – Council Bluffs, IA @ WestFair Amphitheater +
06/23 – London, UK @ Royal Albert Hall
06/25 – Vitoria-Gasteiz, ES @ Azkena Rock Festival

# = w/ Tim Kasher
% = w/ Cursive
* = w/ Superchunk, Wild Flag
^ = w/ Mynabirds
! = w/ Titus Andronicus
$ = w/ Farmer Dave Scher
+ = w/ Jenny and Johnny

We could sit here and reminisce on everything of prominence over the past 365 days, and all of you gracious readers that strapped us into the #1 Music Blog position on About.com could bask in nostalgia’s glorious sun shower. In the essence of practicality, while revisiting landmark albums like Exile On Main St. and Pretty Hate Machine, dismantling Consequence of Kanye at the culmination of his Dark Twisted Fantasy, and doling out five stars to Arcade Fire, we had the chance to compile this lovely Top 100 list for your critiquing and commenting pleasure.

This is the cream of the crop from all walks of genre, sub-genre, and fused genres alike. This is the definitive mark, two-thousand-ten’s best album releases, summarily graphed — and generously bled for — by your favorite Web site’s dedicated writers and contributors. So much has happened in such a minute expanse of time, we could not feasibly compress it all into a single article, but nonetheless, here lies the certifiable superlative one-off for 12 months’ worth of music.

[cue the confetti strands and silly string]

Significant moments leave a deep impact during December; we start wondering if things were given due justice. Questions arise as to why certain obligations might have been neglected (did you listen to even half of the albums on our list yet?). Perhaps many will silently renew devotions for the sake of a new year. Personally, I try not to guilt myself too harshly; After all, humans are imperfect creatures. Forget about making some last-minute proclamation of weight-loss goals and nicotine withdrawals. Why not focus on enjoying that year-end martini? If you want to lose pounds or finish your novel, do it for your own reasons, not because it’s the standard.

Make 2011 a time of positive build, not redundant letdown. Other usual goal selections are still worthy causes, but nothing is ironclad. If another passing birthday has taught me anything, it is that life is too short to bitch and moan. Think of the positives instead of the negatives, and you will find that the music sounds much sweeter than it did. The rose tint is absent, the naggers are quieted — What remains is the soothing remedy of a happy medium, the way it makes sense for you.

Welcome to the end of 2010 — May your resolutions be fruitful, may your Armageddon be swift, and may your record collection exponentially grow in value. May Chinese Democracy be your how-to guide for overhype. May the last lone Walkman live long and prosper. And may your iTunes gift card see plenty of use.

In bowing out, we implore you… pop the Scroll Lock from your keyboard — it’s obsolete now.

-David Buchanan
Senior Staff Writer

100. Black Label Society – Order of the Black

Ozzy Osbourne and Zakk Wylde have both released albums this year: the former’s Scream, the latter’s latest Black Label Society disc, Order of the Black. While Scream seems to have fallen from grace (despite being entertaining enough), Black Label Society have risen from the grave. With old school rising to the nth degree, Order of the Black is definitely one of the best heavy metal albums all year. Is it favoritism if Wylde shares a birthday with my daughter? -David Buchanan

99. Avi Buffalo – Avi Buffalo

High school must have been a trip for this fresh-out-the-suburbs band that only recently graduated. Following in the ’60s-recalling footsteps of fellow indie poppers MGMT, Avi Buffalo’s self-titled debut gives us innocence on mushrooms, and plays like their own personal summer of love. “Truth Sets In” and “Five Little Shits” show the craftsmanship behind the music is top-notch. Noodly guitars form flower-child pop rock with forays into folk and country as on “One Last”. The lyrics may be a little high school, but Avi Buffalo write music like pros. The guitar work alone sounds 20 years older, as they work through one sunny jam after another. Avi Buffalo couldn’t have come at a better time, what with so many throwback rock bands making their mark in the past year. While timing is everything, so is having a solid record where every track stands out. With an album like this, it sounds like the next generation will be all right. -E.N. May

98. The Gaslight Anthem – American Slang

Nowadays, rock and roll music is married to a lot of different genres, be it rap, pop, various forms of world music, etc. Rare is the truly good album that is just plain rock and roll. However, The Gaslight Anthem proved rock can still just be rock, with the down-on-their-luck punk rock of American Slang. Pain and frustration roar through the speakers, all on the backs of big, booming guitar and tight-as-it-comes drumming. The album showed that while rock music is drifting further away from its glory days, there’s still tons of room for the good, old-fashioned stuff. -Chris Coplan

97. Caribou — Swim

When an artist makes a turn towards pop, one wonders whether the artist has actually improved or simply tricked the listener into accepting the music. I wondered this after hearing Merriweather Post Pavilion and The Suburbs, but 48 listens later each, I’m pretty sure those are both still good albums. Like, 90 percent sure, but I didn’t need to be converted. Caribou sparked these same questions for me with Swim, and going with my instinct was the right choice. It’s hard to put this down, as they used to say when albums were physical objects. Even if you’re not on drugs, Swim will make you feel like you are. It’s not just for dance music junkies though — Caribou has much more to offer than a beat and some synth fiddling. -Harry Painter

96. Tokyo Police Club – Champ

After a somewhat disappointing debut LP in Elephant Shell, which failed to capture the spark of their A Lesson in Crime EP, Tokyo Police Club returned in 2010 with Champ. Like its name would suggest, the album feels triumphant in that it reintegrates that catchy vibe and also sees the band expand their lyrical concepts by adding a dash of worldly cynicism and diversifying their sonic output with lots of effects and improved instrumentation. Consider this the band’s musical equivalent of Rocky making it to the top of the stairs. -Chris Coplan

95. Mike Patton – Mondo Cane

Mondo Cane in one sentence: Mr. Bungle meets ’50s Italian pop with a backing orchestra. Seriously, it’s Mike Patton! Weird is not his calling card — it’s his genetic makeup, and I look forward to more operatic productions in the future. At the very least, a Mr. Bungle reunion? Pretty please? -David Buchanan

94. Cotton Jones – Tall Hours in the Glowstream

Not many records do an artist’s influences perfect justice, creating something strangely fresh without sounding like imitation. But Tall Hours in the Glowstream, Michael Nau’s dreamed out, smoky, hazy exploration of country’s golden age, is exhilarating in both its authenticity and dreamy beauty. -Drew Litowitz

93. Laurie Anderson - Homeland

Homeland is a sprawling and desolate quasi-sequel to Laurie Anderson’s first breakthrough 1984 performance piece, United States Live. This revisiting of America rides on the back of economic desperation, global unrest, and the new electronic reality. It’s a fascinating and haunting perspective on our day and age, from America’s greatest performance artist. -Cap Blackard

92. Weezer – Hurley

On Weezer’s eighth full-length album, Hurley, the band did what they do best; they made a Weezer album. And as always, Rivers Cuomo kept it close to the heart. He and the guys rehashed the glory days “back when Audioslave was Rage” on the Jackass sing-along “Memories”. Rivers kept the power pop Weezer alive too, with “Ruling Me” and “Hang On”, but also wrote some personal and emotional songs like “Trainwrecks” and “Time Flies”. No matter how many releases they have, Weezer showed us that all they will do is rock. At least as long as they have the limbs to do it. -Ted Maider

91. The Besnard Lakes – The Besnard Lakes Are the Roaring Night

Shoegaze and ’70s AOR make for a strange combination, but together they make The Besnard Lakes‘ sophomore LP, The Besnard Lakes Are the Roaring Night, which sees the band continue to sharpen their sound with lush, slow-burning jams. Jace Lacek’s classic guitar work and resonant voice fit perfectly with Olga Goreas’ acidy soprano. Turn it up, bang your head, and vibe out. -Jeremy Larson

90. Antony and the Johnsons – Swanlights

More a step sideways than a step backwards, the new album by Antony and the Johnsons doesn’t quite reach as many high points as his previous two albums, but it doesn’t have many low points either. It’s another very solid effort from one of the most unique voices in modern music. Adding more guitar-based songs gives this album a wider palate than before, but the highlights are still Antony and his piano. His voice, like always, is the main attraction, and his lyrics are just as affecting as ever. The centerpiece of the album is the title track, a mysteriously sprawling song that is simultaneously one of the strangest songs Antony has ever produced and also one of his best. If his self-titled effort was an introduction, I Am a Bird Now was his breakthrough masterpiece, and The Crying Light was the solid followup to a near perfect album, then Swanlights proves that Antony is here to stay. -Carson O’Shoney

89. Los Campesinos! – Romance is Boring

Singer Gareth Campesinos! wants to talk to you about sex. And death. And fighting. And football. And everything in between. Seems like a lot of material to shove into one album, right? Yet, not only does Romance is Boring cover all of this and more, it does so in a dramatic, sarcastic, and anthemic fashion. The sprawling, 15-song effort is full of tasty moments to digest over multiple listens. The band covers sparse arrangements, noise rock, and even what the casual observer may call a hit song. Numbers like the title track, “There Are Listed Buildings”, and “Straight in at 101” are certainly highlights, but this is a record you should hear from beginning to end. Romance may be boring, but Los Campesinos! is anything but dull. -Joe Marvilli

88. El Guincho – Pop Negro

The man who has been hailed the “Panda Bear of Spain” followed up his immensely successful sophomore album, Alegranza!, with yet another album of his curiously eccentric brand of pop music. Although this release did not receive the same acclaim as its predecessor, it was, without a doubt, one of the most enjoyable pop albums of the year. Opening track “Bombay” proved not only to be perhaps the sunniest, most memorable track on the album, but also provided one of the coolest videos of the year. El Guincho stayed true to form on Pop Negro, losing absolutely no integrity, having instead created yet another enjoyable work from his zany imagination. Spanish speaker or not, everyone will be able to understand the obvious musical prowess showcased on this album. -Winston Robbins

87. The Thermals – Personal Life

It ain’t easy squeezing a respectable catalog out of three chords. Few bands do it well, but The Thermals have thankfully stepped up to join the ranks of artists like The Bouncing Souls and Bad Religion as the modern day torch carriers of power punk. Unlike their earlier work, Personal Life displays more new wave tendencies, with lovelorn, bass-heavy tracks like “Only for You” and “Never Listen to Me” owing more to The Cars than The Germs. But mellowed out or not, 10 perfect songs in under 35 minutes is an equation that can’t be beat, even by their younger, rabble-rousing selves. -Dan Caffrey

86. Interpol - Interpol

Even though Carlos D was in the studio for Interpol‘s fourth go-round, the self-titled LP will always be associated with the visible bassist’s departure soon after its release. This is not completely unfair; If it weren’t for Paul Banks’ distinctive monotone, it would be hard to recognize this as an Interpol album. True, it’s not the Interpol we remember and expect, and it’s no Turn on the Bright Lights. But, my, did this LP not deserve to be ignored the way it was. This is more an album of scattered standout moments than one of constant pop perfection, but given repeat listens, those standout moments are worth the time. It’s hard to give Interpol the benefit of the doubt at this point, but here’s hoping the future improves for the New Yorkers. -Harry Painter

85. Four Tet – There Is Love in You

It turns out that 2010 was an amazing year for emotional, powerful electronic music, but none is more emotionally strong than Four Tet‘s There Is Love in You. It’s a powerful album where a baby’s heartbeat is turned into an actual beat. The vocals, the beats, the atmosphere — it’s all beautiful. -Evan Minsker

84. Delorean – Subiza

Spanish quartet Delorean know what they’re doing. Subiza offers layer upon layer of samples, synths, and catchy melodies that result in an uplifting, atmospheric album sure to have your toes tapping. Repeated, airy vocals entrance the listener and add even more depth to the already complex and varied soundscape. The album plays like a DJ set, songs flowing in and out of one another, keeping true to the band’s Balearic roots. Animal Collective references aside, Delorean has forged a home in today’s overpopulated realm of electronic pop music. Whether it’s the ,majestic single “Stay Close” or “Warmer Places”, with its anthemic repetition of “Never settle, never settle, never settle”, Subiza does no wrong. -Caitlin Meyer

83. Pete Yorn - Pete Yorn

Before the drowsy acoustics of 2009′s Back and Fourth and a bubbly collaboration with Scarlett Johansson, Pete Yorn was roughing it up in the garage with producer Frank Blank. At the Pixies frontman’s behest, Yorn swiftly recorded his eventual sixth album in 2008, giving his usual classic rock stylings a newfound sawtooth urgency. Pete Yorn‘s first half is pared down to nothing but crunchy distortion, with power pop nuggets like “Velcro Shoes” and “Badman” recalling a scrappier T. Rex, while the more jangled second half pays tribute to R.E.M. and Big Star. “Come on wheels, take this boy away,” he croons in the twangy closing track. As long as it’s back to where he started, we’ll all be in good shape. -Dan Caffrey

82. Charlotte Gainsbourg – IRM

Inspired by Charlotte Gainsbourg’s brush with death and subsequent time spent in an MRI scanner, IRM reveals Gainsbourg’s continued evolution and maturation as a singer. Through producer and co-writer Beck’s diverse instrumentation which ran the gamut between lush and minimalist, Gainsbourg’s distant, barely there whisper offers the occasional peek behind her mystique. The collaboration between Gainsbourg and Beck is a match made in heaven, with both artists bringing the best out of each other. Who else but Beck could replicate the pulsating rhythm and sense of claustrophobia produced by the machine, and turn it into such captivating music? IRM is two artists nearing 40 exploring and reflecting upon death, and the result is the best Beck album since Sea Change. -Frank Mojica

81. Belle & Sebastian – Write About Love

A new Belle & Sebastian album is a welcome outcome in itself; Such is the band’s track record. This latest offering doesn’t disappoint, but requires repeat plays to really sink in. Once there, it’s hard to escape the conclusion that B&S have delivered yet another first-class pop album — bright, breezy and accomplished, both vocally and in the tight, rich ensemble instrumentation. -Tony Hardy

80. Damien Jurado – Saint Bartlett

On his ninth LP, the grossly undervalued alt-folk lion continues his decades-long odyssey into the broken heart of America, working with friend and producer Richard Swift to deliver a collection steeped in vintage sounds and ideas. Damien Jurado‘s work on Saint Bartlett is timeless and penetrating, at once a sonic nod to mid-century production techniques and a reminder of the importance of storytelling in an age that increasingly has little appetite for nuance and reflection. Indeed, his thoughtful, literary tales and troubled, but familiar characters have never seemed so vital. -Ryan Burleson

79. Wild Nothing – Gemini

Upon listening to “Summer Holiday”, the first single from Wild Nothing’s debut full-length Gemini, it would be too easy to lump the band and its principal actor Jack Tatum in with other bands currently feeding on ’80s nostalgia pop, like the Pains of Being Pure at Heart. In fact, tracks like “O, Lilac” do sound as if they came out of the Pains’ playbook. However, the album as a whole is a bit more diverse. Not simply relying on fuzzy tones or shrilly synths as a crutch, Wild Nothing also owe something to early ’90s indie pop for its sound. The more I listened to Gemini, the more I also heard elements of the Drop Nineteens and the Swirlies (or other bands from the early SpinArt roster), especially in the way Tatum plays his guitar. Everything is utilized loosely to help highlight the wistful haze surrounding Wild Nothing’s particular approach to dream pop. The carefree jangle theand gorgeous vocal harmony on “Our Composition Book” is like Galaxy 500 on caffeine. “Bored Games” has an underlying dance beat that is akin to some of the sounds found with IDM artists on Ghostly International, and “Chinatown” is simply a strong pop song oozing with dreaminess. -Len Comaratta

78. Fang Island – Fang Island

Give credit to these punks. They’re punks in the true sense because their style and sound is something at odds with the status quo. The frugality that 2010 favors in its music is laughed at by Fang Island’s three part guitar harmonies and the band’s exuberant vocal power. Their sound is that of a band incubating until they someday find themselves in a stadium or an arena. You’d be hard-pressed not to have people tell you it’s prog, but underneath there’s a rich cushion of the history of rock, metal, and strong arena melodies. In other words, they make what they do sound authentic — the highest form of currency in 21st century music listening. -Jeremy Larson

77. The Drums – The Drums

If there was a perfect pop album from cover to cover this year, a strong argument could be made for the Drums‘ self-titled full-length. Coming off the success of 2009’s Summertime EP, the Drums returned with a strong, vibrant album that captured elements of ’60s pop melodies and blended them with the jaded post-punk/new wave attitude of many U.K. bands from the late ’70s. The full-length featured a few repeats from the 2009 EP, including a re-recording of “Let’s Go Surfing”, the hot single that started it all; But newer tracks like “Forever and Ever Amen” and “Best Friend” demonstrate that the band has for-real potential. Their look and sound is vintage U.K. new wave and if they were to be subjected to a time machine accident dumping them out on the streets of post-Punk Revolution London or Glasgow, nobody would bat an eye. With that in mind, the Drums are in no way derivative and they do for the pop sounds of the era what bands like Bloc Party and Franz Ferdinand did for the post-punk/dance punk sounds of bands like Gang of Four and Wire. -Len Comaratta

76. of Montreal – False Priest

Coming off their proggiest album, 2008′s Skeletal Lamping, of Montreal could have gone any direction with this release. Fans and critics alike criticized Skeletal for being too nonsensical and tough to grasp, which are spot on analyses. Fortunately, of Montreal stuck to their guns for False Priest, expertly cranking out infectious psych-pop. But, of course, in true of Montreal fashion, the sound of the music did not remain static. This album incorporated the usual Prince/David Bowie influences, but also a largely unexplored territory for the psych-rockers: R&B. Citing Stevie Wonder as a major influence for the record, front man Kevin Barnes deliberately included appearances from longtime friend and psych R&B darling Janelle Monáe, as well as Solange Knowles, the younger sister of pop enigma Beyoncé. In the end, the record wasn’t their strongest, but it was a return to the youthful, lovable of Montreal we’ve all become so enamored with. -Winston Robbins

75. My Chemical Romance – Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys

My Chemical Romance made its name on vampire songs and screamy music for sad kids. This will only take you so far in terms of earning critical respect, though. They followed up 2006′s heavy-handed concept album The Black Parade with 2010′s Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys. This is another concept album, to be sure, but it’s one that rings true and doesn’t overwhelm the music. The album takes us through a radio show piloted by pirate DJ Dr. Death through a post-apocalyptic wasteland controlled by a mysterious corporate behemoth. Luckily, alter-egos the Killjoys are on the loose, providing us with death-defying escapades, corporate defiance, and, of course, some of MCR’s best music to date. It’s still guided by Gerard Way’s snarly, self-indulgent punk vocals, but this time, they’re layered over the top of some solid rock music. Danger Days takes the best of MCR’s skill set and combines it with incredibly listenable, textured rock tunes that will lend MCR some much-needed cultural relevance for many years to come. -Megan Ritt

74. School of Seven Bells – Disconnect from Desire

For School of Seven Bells, creating atmosphere is what it’s all about. On their second album, they do more than succeed at that lofty goal. Each track transports you to a new location, one that’s different, yet still familiar. It turns from the high-pitched, rhythmic vocals of “Windstorm” to the rave-inducing “Dust Devil” and back to shoegaze without any jarring transitions. The duel vocals of twin sisters Alejandra and Claudia Deheza move between angelic and haunting within the same song. Meanwhile, guitarist Benjamin Curtis brings up a whole array of effects that he masterfully uses to his advantage. My recommendation? Lie back, close your eyes, and lose yourself in this album. You won’t regret it. -Joe Marvilli

73. Goldfrapp – Head First

These days, there are a ton of bands who readily make use of the musical cash cow that is the 1980s. However, none do it as skillfully as Goldfrapp on their fifth LP, Head First. Full of shiny synths, melodies like sweet ear candy, and coming off like ABBA meeting Olivia Newton-John on some glorious dancefloor in paradise, the album is everything most people loved about the ’80s with an update, thanks to some kicking house and dance music. Plus, you don’t have to wear shoulder pads or neon to enjoy it. -Chris Coplan

72. Miniature Tigers – F O R T R E S S

It was going to be hard to top Tell It to the Volcano, but Miniature Tigers did just that on the followup to their 2008 debut LP. F O R T R E S S was greatly overshadowed by the hype surrounding Arcade Fire’s The Suburbs (which was released a week later), but music fans who overlooked this album missed one of 2010’s brightest nuggets of precision-crafted pop and a timeless collection of songs that our own E.N. May called “so close to perfect, it hurts.” -Ray Roa

71. GAYNGS – Relayted

GAYNGS’ debut LP led to The Purple One attending (and almost playing at) their first show ever, but what Relayted really accomplished was giving us something to chill to without having to call it “chillwave.” Filled with bowel-shaking low end and airy vocals, the 11-track effort from this super collective – which features members of Bon Iver, Megafun, and Solid-Gold – was surely the soundtrack to many a joint-smoking session. -Ray Roa

70. PS I Love You – Meet Me at the Muster Station

PS I Love You‘s album was a pleasant surprise this year — a rock ‘n’ roll record without pretensions or frills from a band who broke through with one single. Paul Saulnier churns out some instant hits here: “Facelove”, “Breadends”, and the title track all come to mind. Killer rock, no gimmicks. -Evan Minsker

69. Revere – Hey Selim!

Revere is an eight-piece London outfit that skilfully blends rock and orchestral instrumentation to create a lush and majestic sound. This fusion, attached to some great songs and an expressive lead vocal, is an explosive mix. This debut album provides a glimpse of the intensity of the band’s live performances through epic songs like “The Escape Artist”. The group is still relatively unknown outside the U.K., but the impact of this album has already led to an invitation to SXSW in 2011. -Tony Hardy

68. Rufus Wainwright – All Days Are Night: Songs for Lulu

All Days are Nights: Songs for Lulu finds Rufus Wainwright in an intense place, both musically and personally, as the album was written as his beloved mother succumbed to cancer. This album, full of love songs to the dark muse, represents a major evolution for the songwriter. He’s dark without being morose (“Zebulon”, “What Would I Ever Do with a Rose”), he’s heartbreakingly earnest (“Martha”), and respectably well-read (“A Woman’s Face”, “Shame”, and “When Most I Wink”, all adaptations of Shakespearean sonnets). The resulting album — performed on tour in a grand, uninterrupted song cycle — is a moving collection of 12 tracks that represents some of Wainwright’s most well-composed and executed work to date, music to be remembered by. -Megan Ritt

67. Liars – Sisterworld

This dank, echoing gem of an album accomplishes something I didn’t think possible: It comes close to the glory that was Drum’s Not Dead. And Liars achieve greatness on Sisterworld with string arrangements as they did on Drum’s with feedback. Angus Andrew, Aaron Hemphill, and Julian Gross masterfully produce dark, powerful rock without delving into the overt theatrics of metal or the macabre-for-the-sake-of-it aesthetics of goth material. The disc plays out like the soundtrack to an expressionist horror film yet to come. Not the slasher “he’s right behind you!” type, but the eerie, “what’s going on here” type. -Adam Kivel

66. Torche - Songs for Singles EP

If Mastodon has its passion for epic themes, and ISIS was Tool with a twist, Torche is most likely a candidate for the second coming of Kyuss and Beaver. Strapped with a wall of stoner metal fuzz, ethereal vocals, and a drummer on speed, 2010′s Songs for Singles EP keeps up the tradition of ’08′s Meanderthal — short bursts of Torche awesomeness that leave ringing in your ears. -David Buchanan

65. Everybody Was In The French Resistance… Now! - Fixin’ the Charts, Volume 1

Known for his work with Art Brut, Eddie Argos combined forces with his girlfriend, Blood Arm member Dyan Valdes, and came up with a unique concept for an album: make responses to famous pop songs. Whether it’s telling Bob Dylan that ex-girlfriends should think twice or playing the part of Billy Jean’s bastard son, Argos and Valdes crafted a concept album that isn’t weighed down by its concept, instead being free to be smart and funny and appealing without being overly cerebral. Pop music ain’t perfect, but they’re the best maintenance team we could ask for. -Chris Coplan

64. These New Puritans – Hidden

Tighter around the frame than its predecessor, mixing elements from trip-hop, theatrical music, jaunty keyboard, and avant-garde, Hidden is what future critics will undoubtedly label as These New Puritans‘ 2010 magnum opus. Regardless of who is right or wrong, this Immediate Music meets Interpol for the Dead Man’s Bones fans (the handful left) will stay stuck to your brain, sobriety be damned. -David Buchanan

63. Cee-Lo Green – The Lady Killer

Known for being a member of Atlanta-based rap group Goodie Mob, Cee-Lo Green returned with his third solo album like he was the blaxploitation version of James Bond. The Lady Killer was drenched in the sounds of soul, R&B, and top-40 radio from the ’70s, every song about being done wrong by a she-devil. With a voice to match, Green demolished a lot of preconceived notions and forged himself an album of the best vintage sounds he could cull, and that’s as one-of-a-kind as the introverted and bombastic singer himself. In a phrase, he killed it. -Chris Coplan

62. The Chemical Brothers – Further

The Chemical Brothers‘ seventh studio album holds a special place in the electronic genre. With the romantic swirl of “Snow” and “Escape Velocity” giving way to the soaring highs of “K+D+B” and “Wonders of the Deep”, the Brothers Chemical showed on Further that electronic music can be cool, slick, technical, danceable — and most importantly — emotional, moving, even almost religious. The results are an endlessly listenable album that transports the audience to a higher place. -Megan Ritt

61. The Walkmen – Lisbon

Lisbon plays out like the music a civil war-era punk band might conjure up, if time, technology, and knowledge permitted. With click-clacking trashcan drums, minimally vintage electric guitar, occasional strings, lush brass, and, of course, Hamilton Leithauser’s reedy howl, Lisbon takes The Walkmen sound deeper into the past. By imitating the sounds of yesteryear with contemporary instrumentation, Lisbon sounds like something entirely new. -Drew Litowitz

60. Ryan Adams – Cardinals III/IV

In a year where Ryan Adams released a bunch of crappy demos and a metal album, the realization of the long-awaited Cardinals III/IV was a sight for sore ears. While Adams’ journey into the mythology of metal was a fun distraction, this two-disc album demonstrates what Adams does best: He makes rocking, folksy music with a down-home appeal and lots of deviation and experimentation, songs that, at their core, are universal and eat their way into your bloodstream. It’s good to have you back, Mr. Adams. -Chris Coplan

59. Avey Tare – Down There

In 2010, Camp Animal Collective has been the fodder for the TMZ of indie rock, with every critic and fan pouring over relationship updates (Is Deakin back in the band?),and impatiently waiting for a sequel to the surefire decade list-topper Merriweather Post Pavilion. Meanwhile, Avey Tare (Dave Portner) quietly released this slightly minimal album of electronic textures, full of repetitive journeys through the aural equivalent of a hellish swamp. The dark vibes on Down There were inspired by dark times (his sister’s cancer scare, family deaths), but there’s also a joyful release to the mournful music, like a tripped-out New Orleans funeral march. We’re still impatiently waiting, but this is one hell of a holdover. -Ryan Reed

58. Peter Gabriel – Scratch My Back

Cover albums are often forgettable or regrettable, but when a massively influential artist like Peter Gabriel steps up to the task of reimagining some of his favorite songs, the result is nothing short of amazing. The music is simple, somber, and stripped of any bells and whistles, leaving only raw intentions, pure lyrics, and Gabriel’s passionate voice. This collection of tracks, culled from everyone from Paul Simon to Radiohead, are laid bare, exposing just what makes the originals beautiful and brilliant while lifting them up to an emotional catharsis they may have never intended to go to. What’s more, Scratch My Back is part of a double-album concept in which the artists Gabriel covers return the favor by covering him. If the moons align, the reciprocal follow-up compilation, I’ll Scratch Yours will be out next year. -Cap Blackard

57. The Radio Dept. – Clinging to a Scheme

Hailing from Sweden, relative unknowns (except to a very small, devout following) The Radio Dept. have kept a low profile for the majority of their career, which began back in 1998. And that’s where they’d like to stay, I believe. Does that mean they have to make bad music to stay out of the eye of the masses? Absolutely not. They have released dozens and dozens of tracks that are as solid as any indie pop out there, only they haven’t marketed the music to those selfsame masses. Due to very minimal touring and virtually no deliberate public accolades, The Radio Dept. has remained relatively low key. Clinging to a Scheme is their third official studio album, but was the first heard for many individuals. The album is a testament to a band who has honed in on their craft and made it everything it can/should be. Don’t be surprised if The Radio Dept. continues to release good music, but also don’t be surprised if Scheme becomes their magnum opus. The perfectly placed vocal samples, the wonderfully ethereal musicianship, and the pop mastery are hard not to like, and make for The Radio Dept.’s most polished work. -Winston Robbins

56. The Soft Pack – The Soft Pack

The Soft Pack‘s opening track “C’mon” coaxes listeners to sing along and dance — and with the band’s straightforward, high energy, ridiculously catchy brand of punk rock, they don’t have to try too hard. The simplicity of The Soft Pack‘s sharp lo-fi is what makes their music so charming; You know all of the lyrics to the choruses halfway through the songs, and can’t help but sing along. The album is reminiscent of a night of drunken debauchery with its rapid tempo, atonal vocals and, honestly, endless fun. There’s no profundity in the lyrics, no pretension in the instrumentation. The Soft Pack isn’t out there to hide meaning in their songs, they’re there to make you dance. This honesty and straightforward approach is refreshing, and the result is a downright addictive 30 minutes of punk bliss. -Caitlin Meyer

55. Menomena – Mines

On their fourth release, Menomena take everything that worked so well on Friend or Foe standouts like “Muscle and Flow” and spread it all over the place. The Portland, OR trio’s homebrewed approach to music-making can be heard in the playfully layered loops of spontaneous riffs and bangs on tracks like “Tithe” and “Oh Pretty Boy, You’re Such a Big Boy”. Mines gets haunting on “Dirty Cartoons” and “Killemall”, while bringing elaborate rock on “TAOS.” One of their best to date, Brent Knopf and crew have created an accessible record that stays unabashedly unconventional. -Ben Kaye

54. B.o.B – The Adventures of Bobby Ray

B.o.B had some serious all-star power behind his highly anticipated and fulfilling debut. Hayley Williams, Eminem, Bruno Mars, Rivers Cuomo, and more helped make B.o.B’s dreams come true with one of the best albums of the year. It was a big year for hip-hop, and this album stands as one of the best. The hit single “Airplanes” was everywhere this summer, and “Nothin’ on You” featuring Bruno Mars netted a Grammy nomination. B.o.B shows all of his talents on this album and his vocals are just as good as his raps. The Adventures of Bobby Ray is as entertaining as it is impressive and proved that it was highly worth the wait. -Kevin Barber

53. Superchunk - Majesty Shredding

Waiting nine years between albums is a potentially lethal move. But for indie royalty Superchunk, their unique blend of boyish ache and super sweet chops proved that time means nothing when you’ve still got something to say. Despite being in their 40′s, the guys and gal of Superchunk prove on Majesty Shredding that their nervous, awkward ways can still translate into relatable, rocking songs that transcend any generational gap. The album’s so good, we’d consider waiting another decade for the next one if necessary. -Chris Coplan

52. Phosphorescent – Here’s to Taking It Easy

Phosphorescent‘s last album was a full-length of Willie Nelson covers, so it was relieving to discover Matt Houck and company still had the goods on Here’s to Taking it Easy. His fifth album may be so refreshing because his company is more stable this time around. As Philip Cosores pointed out, it’s Houck’s first time recording an album with a traditional band, and this is reflected in the sound. It feels like we’re experiencing an assault of alt country and folk rock, but Phosphorescent has been under the radar for too long and this record would shine in any era. -Harry Painter

51. Local Natives – Gorilla Manor

This record is a paradigm of artistic collaboration, with the band members sharing creative duties on nearly every aspect of its formation. The resulting indie smorgasbord is alive with ethereal tones and charging rhythms that expose impressive craft for a young debut. Simply masterful harmonies reflect on lost family members and European excursions from an almost Keatsian perspective. Gorilla Manor reveals a group so talented and thoughtful, you’ll wish you’d spent time in the house of the title, waxing poetic about past loves and future possibilities. -Ben Kaye

50. Hans Zimmer & Johnny Marr – Inception: Original Motion Picture Score

Equal parts Bernard Hermann and Elliot Goldenthal, Hans Zimmer and Johnny Marr‘s encapsulating score to this summer’s strongest film, Inception, echoes of sleek, silver-lined decadence. From the strictly lucid start (“Half Remembered Dream”) to the heart-thudding finale (“Time”), it’s easy to understand why the film lingers in people’s minds, even five months later. In a recent episode of South Park which parodied Christopher Nolan’s film, one of the characters starts mimicking the score in the corner of a room. It’s an incredibly coarse imitation, but the score’s become so iconic and memorable that it’s impossible to be lost on the joke. That says something. It also means South Park‘s reaching pretty far these days. Sheesh. -Michael Roffman

49. Mavis Staples – You Are Not Alone

Mavis Staples‘ album You Are Not Alone, recorded with Jeff Tweedy, is everything it should be — an amazing showcase of both talents. The title track is a gorgeous ballad written by Tweedy and expertly sung by the soul legend. The disc also includes a series of amazing gospel tunes. This is the roots album cure for “too much T-Bone Burnett”-itis, and it’s a pure delight to listen to from front to back. -Evan Minsker

48. Jukebox The Ghost – Everything Under the Sun

Prog rock is a wasteland of complicated musical creations built for boys. However, thanks to the infusion of happy, piano-powered rock and lyrical sentiments about life as a 20-something on Everything Under the Sun, Jukebox the Ghost found an oasis in the grandiose sound for anyone to come and drink of the sweet water of frenetic, overjoyed pop rock. And, oh, how sweet it tasted. -Chris Coplan

47. Frog Eyes – Paul’s Tomb: A Triumph

Paul’s Tomb is the definition of the word epic. Carey Mercer’s already acrobatic, wild voice has an added growl to it, another trick to add to his repertoire. The fuzzed out, clanging guitar that opens the album on “Flower in a Glove” is the standard-bearer of the pomp and destruction within. Drummer Melanie Campbell’s maniacal thumping and guitarist Ryan Beattie’s lightning-bolt stabs lend tracks like the concussive “The Sensitive Girls” and the expansive title track a conquering air. Mercer’s songwriting just keeps getting stronger, tighter, more insular, and more powerful. -Adam Kivel

46. Foals – Total Life Forever

Foals‘ 2008 release, Antidotes, revealed a debut full of rapid percussion, rhythmic guitars, melancholy, and, interestingly enough, an undeniable urge to dance. Two years later, Foals have returned with Total Life Forever, grown and matured. Vocals receive more of a focus in this second outing, and as opposed to competing with entrancing rhythms and guitar, they work together superbly. Furthermore, instead of giving us the beat up front, “Spanish Sahara” and “Blue Blood” make us earn it — and we love every second of it. Sporadic touches of funk bring to life tracks such as “Miami”, the juxtaposition of styles truly allowing both to shine. Each song is markedly different, yet Total Life Forever fits together seamlessly to create a thoroughly engaging, enjoyable record; hopefully this is indicative of future releases from this young band. -Caitlin Meyer

45. Linkin Park – A Thousand Suns

Before its release, Mike Shinoda described A Thousand Suns as genre-busting. It doesn’t quite reach that level, but it does blow away any restraints on what Linkin Park could be. This is not the same band that showed up 10 years ago as part of the nu-metal movement. Instead, A Thousand Suns features a more mature, experimental Linkin Park, one that took the best parts of their first three albums and threw them into a blender with Pro Tools. After two and a half albums of screaming lyrics about his own life, singer Chester Bennington has joined Shinoda in looking outwards. The band really stepped up their game for this one, making a statement loud and clear — they’re going to make the music they want and they’re here to stay. -Joe Marvilli

44. Warpaint – The Fool

Warpaint was subject to some sudden focus this year thanks to the band’s live performances of tracks from its still unreleased debut full-length album, The Fool, so its October release elicited unfounded worries of sucktitude. Needless to say, it did not suck; In fact, it’s safe to say this was the best debut album by an all-female indie rock quartet this year. Heh, kidding. But while Emily Kokal’s voice borders on whiny at times, The Fool is every bit the brooding art rock gem that tourmates The xx’s debut was in 2009, and Warpaint will likely have similar overbearing pressure to follow it up. -Harry Painter

43. Laura Marling - I Speak Because I Can

I Speak Because I Can is a record that impacts immediately, yet has such depth that you grow fonder of it over time. It marks a true coming of age as Laura Marling goes beyond cataloging the trials of young love and speaks maturely as she explores the roles and responsibilities of full womanhood. The quality of the songwriting is astonishing, as traditional folk sensibilities are seamlessly worked into a modern thesis. Musically, the songs are subtly embellished, yet space is left for Marling’s exceptional vocals to rule. -Tony Hardy

42. Wolf Parade – Expo 86

Recently, Wolf Parade concluded a Toronto performance with the announcement of the group’s indefinite hiatus. With the sheer energy and masterful avant-pop of Expo 86, I doubt many people saw it coming. On their latest — and potentially last — outing, Krug, Boeckner, and the rest of the pack have created yet another collection of songs bursting at the seams with the coked out, danceable gloss of glam, the intricate song structures of prog, the quickfire licking of math, and the catchy synths of electro. If they are indeed signing off, they bow out with the utmost grace. -Drew Litowitz

41. Kylesa – Spiral Shadow

To consider an intersection between mathcore, punk, and metal is to define the very essence of “heavy.” Kylesa is a pulsating breed of sophisticated, a haunting juggernaut on the verge of scaring you senseless, and 2010′s Spiral Shadow fleshes them out completely. Think you’ve heard everything? Give standouts like “Drop Out” and the title track a try, and whisper, “There’s no place like home.” -David Buchanan

40. Grinderman – Grinderman 2

Nick Cave has always been a badass. For years now, he has been pumping out dark and terrifying rock, and his new outfit, Grinderman, has continued the assault with reckless abandon. Their sophomore album, Grinderman 2, took a bit of a more psychedelic turn, but still was able to creep you out and make you want to thrash all over the damn place. With strong lead singles “Heathen Child” and “Mickey Mouse and The Good-bye Man”, Grinderman 2 punched you in the throat, picked you up, did it again, and then you still came back and asked for more. As elder statesmen, Cave and his bandmates continue to push forward and keep consistent, where bands half their age falter and stumble under the pressure. -Nick Freed

39. Dr. Dog – Shame, Shame

Dr. Dog is part of the modern cache of bands that have spent quite some time perfecting its craft. What once was a band of dual personalities finally came together on Shame, Shame. Combining the styles of Scott McMicken and Toby Leaman, the album gives the band one sound meshing McMicken’s Beatles style pop rock with Leaman’s bluesy growl. The harmonies are flawless, and the song writing certainly has its moments of genius. This isn’t anything new for Dr. Dog however, this is just how they’ve always make records. -E.N. May

38. Broken Social Scene – Forgiveness Rock Record

Nary a moment of bloat during its 63 minutes, Broken Social Scene’s fourth album is a joyfully poignant, slow-burning collection of indie pop and post-rock anthems. More cohesive and less chaotic than in the past, the Canadian supergroup continues to epitomize the indie rock collective ideal with the special guest-laden Forgiveness Rock Record. It may have been five long years since their last album, but Forgiveness Rock Record was worth the wait. -Frank Mojica

37. No Age – Everything in Between

The duo that is No Age made one of the most sonically interesting records of the year with their third album, Everything in Between. The drumming builds and builds throughout every song, while the guitar work sounds totally unique. The opener, “Life Prowler”, is a fine example, with guitar loops building upon and crushing one another, all as the drums set the mood. There’s also plenty of punk shredding, with tracks like “Fever Dreaming”, “Shred and Transcend” (which comes complete with whaling feedback), and the despair of “Valley Hump Crash”. But at the same time, there is plenty of artistic instrumental work with tracks like the longing “Positive Amputation”, the choppy “Dusted”, and the constant aural change of “Chem Trails”, a finale that will keep this album on your stereo for weeks to come. -Ted Maider

36. Eminem – Recovery

After a couple of confusing and aggravating releases, Eminem returned this year to release Recovery, and the title could not be more fitting. He kicked his drug addictions, ditched the annoying voice impersonations, and put his focus back on creating witty, quick, and hilarious rhymes, all while producing his best album since 2002’s The Eminem Show. The inspiring single “Not Afraid” and the Rihanna featuring “Love the Way You Lie” both spent multiple weeks at number one. Not only did this release bring Marshall Mathers back into the spotlight, it also revitalized a gifted artist who had lost his ways for years. It’s safe to say, Eminem has truly recovered. -Kevin Barber

35. Free Energy - Stuck on Nothing

In the opening moments of Stuck On Nothing, lead singer Paul Sprangers optimistically affirms “we’re gonna start a new life, see how it goes.” It’s a fitting allusion to a new musical beginning for a band that formed out of the ashes of Minneapolis rockers Hockey Night. But if Free Energy is an attempt at rock and roll redemption, it appears, then, that this Philadelphia-based quintet has grabbed their second chance by the horns. Stuck on Nothing offers ten throwback songs of freewheeling 70’s-influenced rock seemingly posed to force its way into the ranks of today’s great bar-rock bands. -Max Blau

34. Owen Pallett – Heartland

Trading the Final Fantasy moniker for his birth name, Owen Pallett has fully come into his own with Heartland. Incredibly intricate string arrangements, dynamic and compelling in their own right, nicely complement Pallett’s vocals, syncopated rhythms and synths bouncing between headphones. All of these result in a beautifully complete, complex album, perhaps Pallett’s most accessible work to date. The album is a story, but also a study in song construction and pop perfection. The masterful “Lewis Takes Off His Shirt” epitomizes the strengths of Heartland, with upbeat percussion, full orchestral crescendoing, and a triumphant repetition of “I’m never gonna give it to you”, which, like the rest of the album, keeps toes tapping and humming going for hours after listening. -Caitlin Meyer

33. Jason Boesel – Hustler’s Son

As the drummer for indie rock darling Rilo Kiley, Jason Boesel has spent his time making albums that flirted with a kind of country, folk-y feel. For his debut solo effort, though, Boesel dives head first into the heartache like a modern day Kris Kristofferson or Don Henley, living life in the desert and recounting every painful scar on his acoustic guitar. Jenny Lewis had Johnny, but Boesel’s debut shows there’s life outside RK. -Chris Coplan

32. Ted Leo & The Pharmacists – The Brutalist Bricks

It’s easy to forget that Ted Leo was once a mainstay of hardcore music. The energy on The Brutalist Bricks reminds us of Leo’s punk past while maintaining the diverse style that’s made him legendary. On the opening track, “The Mighty Sparrow”, Leo declares that he’s “coming to” and, although this track is classic Leo, that is how the remainder of the album feels, like a reawakening. Lately, the vocalist has expressed his frustration with the music industry and, more specifically, his own career. Perhaps that’s where the sense of urgency heard in this album comes from. Regardless of its source, it is certainly welcome. -Michael Cromwell

31. Sufjan Stevens - The Age of Adz

Fuck the 50 States. The Age of Adz, while not as consistent or unanimously life-altering as 2005′s obvious opus Illinois, is an even more important album for Sufjan Stevens. Side-stepping a musical identity crisis (in which he questioned the entire point of releasing another album), Stevens does the long player another service, indulging up to his eyeballs in auto-tune, analog synths, and a boatload of brass and woodwinds. “Fucking around” never sounded so good. -Ryan Reed

30. OK Go – Of The Blue Colour Of The Sky

With Of the Blue Colour of the Sky, OK Go have become something so much more than Internet video darlings. True, they’re still pulling out all the stops with their visual accompaniment, but musically, they’ve evolved into so much more. Of the Blue Colour of the Sky is pure art rock – fun, soulful, funky, with just enough cynicism to keep things raw. Their matured sound is built on the backs of greats like The Pixies, Talking Heads, and Prince, but ultimately the sound is their own, and OK Go have now joined their ranks. Between the album, the videos, forming their own label, and endless hi-jinks both on the road and at cutting-edge arts festivals, 2010 has proven that OK Go are true musical artists. -Cap Blackard

29. Deerhunter – Halcyon Digest

Halcyon Digest isn’t the album Deerhunter will be remembered for—that award goes to 2008′s Microcastle, which immediately usurped its widespread acclaim with bold, surprisingly direct soundscapes and a handful of hooky anthems, downplaying the raw experimentation of their previous work. Halcyon Digest is ultimately more of the same: focused instrumental textures, headphone engulfing production, and occasionally accessible melodies. So while it doesn’t arrive with such a resounding jolt as Microcastle, the quality of the songs proves it to be well more than a step sideways. Working with producer Ben Allen (who helped introduce Animal Collective to this pesky thing called “bass” on Merriweather Post Pavilion), Deerhunter creates a slightly more reserved album, casually revealing its gently crafted charms over time. From the crawling, minimalist psychedelia of opener “Earthquake” to the collage of borderline tribal rhythms in the euphoric closer “He Would Have Laughed” (a dedication to recently deceased comrade Jay Reatard), Halcyon Digest is built for the long haul, their most consistently compelling collection yet. -Ryan Reed

28. The Black Keys – Brothers

Thanks to Brothers, it’s obvious now how much working with Danger Mouse has had an effect on The Black Keys‘ songwriting. Their debut record, The Big Come Up, rose straight from the wax of Junior Kimbrough, weathered and distorted as Dan Auerbach piped his delta blues revival through a beat up bass amp. It’s been a long time since the blues sounded that heavy. That was 2002, and over the past eight years the duo that is The Black Keys have evolved from a two man blues band into a pop rock band with soul. Brothers is the culmination of that evolution, taking what they started with on Attack and Release and finishing it. Now they are as far removed from the garage rock scene as it gets, yet The Black Keys remain exactly who they were from the beginning: a couple of guys obsessed with the blues. From the start, “Everlasting Light” is full of that dug up soul sound, doo-wop back up singers and all. The crunchy guitar and heavy blues riffs remain constant. Added instruments on “The Only One” and “Never Gunna Give You Up” turn The Keys into an R&B band. This move to broaden their sound was exactly what the band needed, and Brothers makes it sound effortless. That’s what made this record great, and it’s what will keep The Black Keys that way into the future. -E.N. May

27. Best Coast – Crazy for You

I saw posters for this album long before I ever heard it, and the artwork made me assume it to be silly. But it’s not silly; It’s sort of joyful in that little kid way that makes you want to color outside the lines. Best Coast combined Kim Deal’s voice and the Beach Boys’ musical chops to create Crazy for You, one of the best half-hours/catchiest indie records of the year. Tracks like “Boyfriend”, “Goodbye”, “Happy”, and “When the Sun Don’t Shine” stick in your brain on repeat with their catchy chords and simple lyrics. It’s fun when it’s easy to sing along. Meanwhile, there are more mood altering numbers, like the longing “Summer Mood”, the grungy snarl of “Bratty B”, and the despair of “Honey”, the longest track on the album, which barely cracks three minutes. If you’re lucky, you got the bonus track, “When I’m With You”, a catchy 50s style tune that will play in your stereo for days. Basically, this album was an enjoyable and simplistic breeze; It lasted a second, but left a positive impression. -Ted Maider

26. Les Savy Fav – Root For Ruin

With labels like post-hardcore and art rock attached, you’d expect something loud and stuffy from the likes of Les Savy Fav. However, for the band’s fifth studio album, and the first since 2007′s Let’s Stay Friends, the NYC-based indie rock outfit takes itself less than serious, crafting an album full of sarcasm and a sense of humor. Doing away with a lot of their previous effort’s aims to expand musically, the group have opted instead to make a straight-forward rock album. The record’s comfortable feel stems from the act finally reaching a happy place regarding their sound, free of the demands of innovation and able to truly take advantage of that frenetic, sweaty vibe that hangs over a lot of its live shows. The ragged sensibilities that the band had held on to for much of its existence also seemingly soften, without coming off as the band giving up or losing their edge. And that ain’t no joke. -Chris Coplan

25. Neil Young – Le Noise

In the past 20 years, Neil Young has done work that’s been less than thrilling. There were some total jams on Fork In The Road, but come on, an entire album about an electric car? That’s why Le Noise, Neil’s atmospheric opus helmed by Daniel Lanois, was such a delight. “Walk With Me” and “Hitchhiker” anchor the album with boisterous, barking autobiography. “Angry World” gets into that whole political thing, but this time, it’s not as preachy as it was on Living With War, or in his documentary CSNY: Deja Vu. And to top it all off, Lanois adds this sonic atmosphere that’s absolutely entrancing. It’s one of Young’s best in recent memory and it competes with some of his best from his heyday. -Evan Minsker

24. Joanna Newsom - Have One On Me

A good portion of listeners who have given Have One on Me a spin have surely given up mid-rotation. A member of this group might be a guy who normally listens to, you know, all the stuff other hip dudes listen to these days — The National, Arcade Fire, LCD Soundsystem, Kanyizzle. So, as our imaginary hip listener browses the tubes for music news throughout the year, he undoubtedly comes across Joanna Newsom enough times to pique his curiosity — Who the hell is she and what’s so good about her? And what the fuck has she done to deserve a tribute album? Our friend hits up Grooveshark, finds Newsom’s new album, assuming he’ll love it, and after three or four songs, is confused, angry, bored out of his mind, or all three.

It’s not easy music, and there are no easy answers to our hero’s questions. We’re talking about a dolphin-voiced harpist from an inconsequential town in Northern California who has put out three albums of sleepy, almost nauseatingly pretty harp tunes, and this time around she’s given us two hours and 18 tracks that often clock in around 10 minutes (and this is supposed to be her accessible album!). Not exactly a recipe for popular approval, but we’re largely not talking about a work of pop music; We’re talking about a work of anti-pop that makes Björk sound like Britney. This is no criticism of Björk, of course; It’s simply to say that in a still rock-dominated world, Newsom has made it (sort of) big ignoring everything that goes into the conventional rock formula. The result is not something to bob your head to as much as gape in awe at. If Have One on Me is the peak of her creativity, she should not feel shame. -Harry Painter

23. Wavves – King of the Beach

While Astro Coast may have the upperhand thanks to less gimmickry, there’s no denying the fact that the super baked music of Wavves belongs toward the top of the list thanks to one simple fact: it isn’t Wavvves. Unlike the previous LP, and thanks to the inclusion of the former backing band of Jay Reatard, the project of Nathan Williams became more than just a stoner in his basement making the most unrefined, nihilistic fuzz rock; It became a real band. The album saw the addition of more complicated musical constructions, songs with more subtlety, chord progressions, melody, varied speeds, and a range of influences from ska to punk to doo wop, all without losing Wavves’ sense of dread and stripped-to-the-core sound. As a lyricist, in front of new band members Stephen Pope and Billy Hayes, Williams grew by leaps and bounds, leaving behind some of the trademark anti-social tendencies to talk about love and growing up, once again without losing the minimalism the band was known for. No other follow-up album from a band was so vastly different and yet so unbelievably familiar than Wavves’ third offering. Not bad for a guy who was probably stoned out of his gourd 90% of the time. -Chris Coplan

22. Deftones – Diamond Eyes

In 2008, the Deftones had been in the middle of writing Eros, their highly-anticipated follow-up to the underrated experimental album Saturday Night Wrist, when bassist Chi Cheng was involved in a tragic car accident. Eros was halted indefinitely while the band had the difficult decision of what to do next – disband in honor of the critically injured Cheng, or continue doing what they do best: making music. The Deftones ended up soldiering on and recorded Diamond Eyes, and we’re glad they did. The result is one of the best rock albums of the year. From the crunchy, melodic waves of the opening title track and the angry, demanding ride of “Cmnd/Ctrl”, to the intense urgency of “Rocket Skates” and the beautifully written push and pull of “Risk”, there isn’t a weak track to be found. The haunting notes and Chino Moreno’s stirring vocals on the last track “This Place is Death” is the perfect closer to an emotional ride. This album is what the Deftones are all about. It may not be too brave in the sense of musical deviation, but the fact that the Deftones were able to put out such an undeniably solid album in the wake of tragedy shows the band’s braveness in a different way. Cheng would be proud. -Karina Halle

21. Janelle Monáe – The ArchAndroid

Following up on her initial plans to create a comprehensive piece of work based on her alter ego in a science fiction universe, Janelle Monáe celebrate 2010 with one of the year’s quirkiest and most listen-able albums. Utilizing the friendships she’d made over the past few years (namely Big Boi, Diddy, and of Montreal), Monáe dropped her much anticipated debut, The ArchAndroid, to universal critical praise. Her album sits at the number three position for the year on critical aggregating website metacritic, behind only Bruce Springsteen and Kanye West. Not bad for a debut. But all things considered, it makes absolute sense. Her off-the-wall themes, impressive lyricism, tight musicianship, and even more impressive vocal capability all exceed the mark on this release. What’s more, to do it all on an R&B concept album (very few of those, historically) that can be performed live is more than noteworthy. Her live show (which opened for of Montreal this summer/fall) may be the only thing that exceeds the glory of the studio recording itself. Monáe has always sworn by the free-thinking mentality, and given her successes thus far, the only way up for Miss Monáe is up. It’s a career that we’ll all have our eyes on closely, and we advise you do the same. -Winston Robbins

20. Hot Chip – One Life Stand

Live energy is a powerful ally, but when you can harness that into studio form, it speaks volumes. Hot Chip remains wildly present here on One Life Stand, a record that feels louder, cleaner, and sharper than anything I’ve heard from the band previously. Whether it’s on the discotheque-inspired “We Have Love”, “I Feel Better” meets evangelical “Brothers”, the tongue-in-cheek malaise of “Thieves In The Night”, or the classy jangle of “Hand Me Down Your Love”,  One Life Stand‘s final product feels ready to take on every nightclub in the 50 states, and then some (not to mention the band’s creative lead in music videos to rival OK Go).

Having a lead singer who looks like Wayne Coyne on a techno beat with the classiest lounge/electro band at his side doesn’t hurt, either. -David Buchanan

19. Robyn - Body Talk

It’s easy to give pop music nowadays a bad rap. A lot of it is watered down and derivative, produced as if it were processed by a mainstream Hits Factory. That doesn’t mean, however, that pop music has to be ignored, and we’re not talking about poppy indie music. Yes, uber saccharine, top 40 music can be just as important and vital as any Arcade Fire LP. That is, of course, if and only if it comes from Swedish songbird Robyn. With two releases toward the beginning of the year, the aptly-titled Body Talk Pt. 1 and Body Talk Pt. 2 combined to make Body Talk toward the end of the year, Robyn has made pop music light and airy, full of nymphomaniacal sex appeal, loneliness, and devastation, all with a beat that demands to be moved to. Unlike other pop vixens, the transition from heart-wrenching ballads crying out for a lost love to hyper-sexualized gimmicks involving ripped pantyhose don’t feel quite as artificial. Robyn has mastered the art of being seemingly invulnerable, a disco valkyrie, still damaged and open, picking and choosing moments of depth as she pleases, readily tossing them aside for frivolity at a moment’s notice. There’s a lot, emotionally, throughout the course of the collected songs, but one thing’s for sure: it’s all fucking real. -Chris Coplan

18. Big Boi – Sir Lucious Leftfoot

A lot of things could have happened with Sir Lucious Left Foot:The Son of Chico Dusty. Big Boi could have fallen into the trap of unnecessary, lackluster collaborations with every name in the game. He could have ended up with the auto-tuned, kick drummed, drug-ridden monotony that plagues today’s generic rap. He could have eulogized the Outkast days. None of these scenarios knows Big Boi.

Instead, we’re given “one half of the Outkast return like ghost of Christmas past”, 80′s synths, stellar guest appearances, and an album that is, seriously, so fresh and so clean. His clever verses paired alongside excellent production make you want to put it on repeat for hours at a time. Each song offers something different, keeping Sir Lucious a constantly engaging listening experience. Dancing to “Shutterbugg”, driving to “General Patton” with full bass, going out to “Tangerine” — there’s a little bit of everything and it’s all executed masterfully. Even the questionable components of the album, such as Vonnegutt’s chorus on “Follow Me” or Yelawolf’s appearance on “You Ain’t No DJ” are quickly countered, respectively, by layered, irresistible synths and Big Boi’s refrain and killer beat. For a man who has been in the game for so long, with Sir Lucious Left Foot, Big Boi has once again seduced us with something new and potent. -Caitlin Meyer

17. LCD Soundsystem - This is Happening

While it will be extremely difficult, if not impossible, for James Murphy to top “All My Friends” on any given individual track, he doesn’t have to on This Is Happening. If cohesive albums are the measure, then the third time’s a charm for LCD Soundsystem. The group has demonstrated their versatility throughout their career, ranging from disco-punk to sprawling anthems and everything in between. But This Is Happening brings it all together into one fluid masterpiece. “Dance Yrself Clean” blows the doors open with a dynamic nine-minute entrance, while “Drunk Girls” brashly maintains their sardonic perspective. “I Can Change” showcases LCD Soundsystem at the most sentimental, and “Home” closes shop with Murphy’s nod to The Talking Heads’ “This Must Be The Place (Naïve Melody)”. LCD Soundsystem has visited all these places at one point or another, but This Is Happening brings it together like never before. -Max Blau

16. Yeasayer – Odd Blood

2010 was a big year for a lot of bands. It was the year to put up or shut up, and for Yeasayer, well, it was us that shut up. Odd Blood is a new beginning for the band, one that scrapped any notion of who they were and shifted the focus to who they could be. It was exciting and very fresh; Peter Gabriel should be proud. They switched from a loser jammy bohemian sound to tightly constructed electro-jams, ditching most of the traditional instruments for computer programs and other electronics. It worked so well, but only because they kept their original essence found on their debut All Hour Cymbals that got them noticed in the first place: a free form feel that, no matter how carefully constructed the song actually may be, the ideas still feel natural and freaky. Chris Keating and Anand Wilder sound amazing on the bohemian disco track “O.N.E”, with Keating, at four and a half minutes in, providing the band’s first big dance hook. The Prince style funk of “Mondegreen” is an energized, sexualized romp with its horn section and sleazy guitar solo. All the tracks are exercises in vocal gymnastics as well, and as we hear on “Madder Red”, they nail every move. It was one of the first hyped records, and now at year’s end, it has more than proven itself worthy of a year’s worth of spins with many more to come. -E.N. May

15. The Dead Weather – Sea of Cowards

The Dead Weather‘s followup to their 2009 debut, Horehound, took Jack White and Allison Mosshart’s “Evil Twin” relationship and ramped it up a few notches. If they were a playful duo before, in Sea of Cowards they’re skirting the edges of madness together, egging each other on in a slinky showdown that’s dramatized by the album’s schizophrenic mix of blues, soul, and psychedelic rock. The album kicks off with the throbbing grooves and twang of “Blue Blood Blues”, while White sings “shake your hips like battleships”. The album moves on to the dark and vibrating single “The Difference Between Us” and the disorienting thump of the psychotically-tinged “I’m Mad”, where Mosshart gets to show off her convincing cackle. The dizzying showdown culminates with the quickly rattled fuzz of “Jawbreaker” and the haunting “Old Mary”, a track that closes the album with a sense of unease and claustrophobia. At times during Cowards you can’t even tell which one of the two is singing (or yelping or snarling), which makes you wonder if they are indeed mirrors of each other or perhaps two people in one, battling to rise above the fury. If anyone walks away a winner though, it’s the listener, for having heard one of the most interesting and defiant rock albums of 2010. -Karina Halle

14. The Tallest Man on Earth – The Wild Hunt

Inherently, achieving notable differentiation within folk music is pretty difficult. The idea is that this music is for the folk by the folk, so, virtually anybody can play it. Thus, while a lot of the genre’s sounds are beautiful, passionate, and authentic, innovation–especially aesthetic in nature–tends to contradict the genre’s very basis. That’s where wailing Swede Kristian Matsson, better known as The Tallest Man on Earth, comes in. His innovation shines through his stunning songcraft, a style that feels at once familiarly folked-up and almost entirely novel. Over frenetically masterful acoustic fingerpick/strum combinations, Matsson’s hair-raising vocals borrow from Dylan as much as they do contemporary pop, R&B, and pretty much everything else. On The Wild Hunt, his voice soars even higher and cuts even further into his impeccable fingerwork. The record comes off like a collection of brilliant, but undiscovered pop songs, found and reworked by an incredibly gifted folk singer so that they suit the genre. As the record progresses, Matsson’s gravelly voice gallops through vivid metaphorical imagery, expressing some of the most complex of human emotions beautifully, passionately, and, of course, authentically. -Drew Litowitz

13. Surfer Blood – Astro Coast

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: 2010 is the year of surf rock. No other sub-genre had as much impact and appeal within the indie rock community than the uber sweet lyrics and jangly guitar sound of surf rock. Countless acts took the lo-fi blast of sonic destruction that was so big in 2009 and infused within it the feel-good vibes of youthful abandonment and heartache. But while Wavves was busy blowing people’s minds with noise and melodies, and Best Coast was making us sullen with her Sixteen Candles-esque feelings of girly forlorn, Surfer Blood was one of the first acts of the year to show the power of the genreitself. Done without quite as many gimmicks and substantially less sunshine, Astro Coast is the angry, witty brainchild of a group of lads reared on the Pixies, pop culture, and a love of the very basic framework of surf rock, adorned with the trappings of worldly influences, lyrical maturity without losing the heartache, and a dash of much-needed oomph. With the band recently signed to Warner Bros., it’s clear that their kind of music was the big kahuna in an ocean of seemingly-identical competitors. -Chris Coplan

12. Devo – Something for Everybody

It’s hard to believe that Devo had not released an album since 1990’s Smooth Noodle Maps, a mediocre album at best that left a bleh taste in the mouths of Devo fans around the world, leaving us longing for another Freedom of Choice. When word came down that the boys had recorded a new album, needless to say, I was not thrilled. I half expected some regurgitated retro mess of new wave synthesizer sounds buzzing chaotically, or, at best, a once great band trying to re-capture some element of its previous grandeur. I was wrong. Completely and totally wrong. The album begins with a hard driving synth-drum combo and, immediately Devo takes off as if 1986-2009 never happened (or hadn’t happened yet). The opener, “Fresh”, and the following number “What We Do” are somewhat autobiographical with lines like “So fresh, it’s giving me a second life” and “What we do, is what we do, it’s all the same, there’s nothing new.” As the album plays out, it becomes pretty obvious that Devo are being Devo. They haven’t changed anything of what they do, other than perhaps using a more contemporary means of production and recording. Devo looked at what worked for them, went back and created an album that could fit perfectly within the frames of Freedom of Choice and New Traditionalists, all while maintaining a relevance to today’s audience. In a decade marked by a resurgence of sounds from the 80s and the new wave movement in particular, I find it most appropriate that the decade ends with a release from a band that was in part responsible for the stereotypical sounds of the era. -Len Comaratta

11. Sleigh Bells – Treats

A lot of bands broke new ground 2010, but Treats was the golden shovel. How can this album sound like everything you’ve ever heard and alternately like nothing you’ve ever heard? It’s a noisy, hooky, abrasive 35-minute ride fit for everything from impressing your metal friends to en bloc blackout nights at the club. So many bands make their two-person rock duo sound broken and cheap, but Sleigh Bells carve their sound from the richest and purest of elements, creating perfect gems. Opener “Tell ‘Em” is their ubiquitous standard-bearer, “Rill Rill” shows they can craft a pop hook fit for tween television, and “Infinity Guitars” may contain the most rocking moment of the year in its final verse. Alexis Krauss and Derick Miller find success with their vulgar production and copious use of lyrical repetition, blurring the line between dance and metal. Krauss’ vocals are just as unpredictable as Miller’s guitar work. Will she be cooing, rapping, or letting out a banshee scream? Will he be shredding, synth-ing, or letting out a banshee scream? And did I mention all of the hooks? -Jeremy Larson

10. The Roots - How I Got Over

In a year of gigantic hip-hop releases from the likes of newcomers Drake and Nicki Minaj and heavyweights Big Boi and Eminem, The Roots‘ ninth LP is easily the one that came in under the radar of many fans and industry insiders. Despite the lack of comparative buzz, the album easily out-punches its competitors. Full of technical skill thanks to ?uestlove and the band, the rhymes of Black Thought and guest MCs like Dice Raw get a high-energy, live feel that adds a bright sheen to the dreary rhymes about everything from religious experiences to life in the street and on the grind. With heavy, heavy influences of soul (especially with the addition of John Legend), blues, and even funk, the album hits the standard benchmarks of black music while experimenting with indie elements, thanks to cameos by Jim James and Joanna Newsom. No other hip-hop release had as much sonic diversity, production value, innovation, lyrical depth, or catchiness as How I Got Over. Plus, it wasn’t even the band’s only release of the year. Apparently, hard work is the answer for getting over. -Chris Coplan

09. Jónsi – Go

What’s gotten into Jónsi over the past few years? As frontman for critically lauded Icelandic art-rock giants Sigur Rós, he’s layered his angelic falsetto into some of the most majestic, transportive tunes of the decade. But for all the weeping audiences and descriptions like “god weeping tears of gold in heaven,” Jónsi and company have never exactly been known for their good humor. That is, until 2008′s Með suð í eyrum við spilum endalaust, their most accessible, upbeat release to date, with a handful of legitimate pop songs (and even one minor toe-dip into English lyrics).

Go marks Jónsi’s first adventure into solo material, and it’s an actual adventure. The last Sigur Rós record was just a preview of the sonic carpe diem explosion that weaves its wondrous way throughout these nine tracks. Working with arranger extraordinaire Nico Muhly, boyfriend/multi-instrumentalist Alex Somers, and Swedish percussionist Samuli Kosminen (aka unexpected God of Drums), Jónsi creates a musical landscape of truly unlimited possibilities. In the sort-of title track “Go Do”, he sounds positively enthralled in the sounds and feelings, his childlike plea surging over a flurry of woodwinds and tidal wave percussion: “We should always know that we can do anything!” On his excellent debut, he pretty much does. -Ryan Reed

08. Flying Lotus – Cosmogramma

According to Steve Ellison, or Flying Lotus, cosmogramma is the relationship between the universe and the hereafter– heaven and hell. It’s a cosmic drama. It’s something he learned from his great aunt, Alice Coltrane, and his relationship with the space-jazz queen comes across on Cosmogramma, which, as he says, sounds like a cosmic drama. It’s a mostly-instrumental album with a pointed soundscape, but with a lot of different sounds– glitches, clicks, drums, weird voice samples, scat, horns, and beats, to name a few. Cosmogramma sounds like an adventure, a love story, a drama– an epic. Sure, it could be called “trippy,” but it’s so much more than that. It’s an album that creates its own universe without needing to bother telling a story.

The supporting cast of the album only adds to the drama: the jazz tinges of Ravi Coltrane’s horns, Thundercat’s bass, Laura Darlington’s smokey vocals, and Thom Yorke’s album-stealing guest shot on “…And The World Laughs With You”. But the star here is obviously Ellison, whose work hearkens back to those “Space Is the Place” jazz days of the ’70s (there are songs on here called “Arkestry”, “Satelllliiiiiteee”, and “Galaxy in Janaki”) while maintaining its own post-Dilla vibe. This isn’t an album to be used as incidental music at a gallery or in the kitchen– this is an album to really get lost in. -Evan Minsker

07. Beach House – Teen Dream

Look at how far Beach House has come between over the past two years. Devotion was bleak, lonely and mysteriously beautiful, hazily drifting from song to song. Melancholic? No question. Beautiful? Definitely. But it lacked purpose. On their third record, Teen Dream, lead singer Victoria Legrand and guitarist Alex Scally found the resolve that was lacking throughout Devotion on both a lyrical and musical level. This time around, Beach House finally peaked outside the constraining doors of their bedroom dream-pop, awakening from the demons haunting them throughout their earlier work. In doing this, Teen Dream makes a subtle, yet pivotal progression.

Legrand’s serene voice has always remained the focal point of Beach House. That’s still the case on Teen Dream, but the pieces have come together around her to round everything out. Scally’s layered guitars no longer exist as background accompaniments, instead providing prominent staples of their wearily drifting warmth. The slide guitar acts as an equal counterpart to Legrand’s heartrending croon on “Silver Soul”, while Scally also places his musical fingerprints all over “Norway”. More importantly, acoustic percussion has largely replaced the lo-fi drum machines of Beach House’s past, a change evident from the first moments of the album opener “Zebra, a track laced with shimmering, crashing cymbals and timely syncopation. All the pieces come together gloriously on “10 Mile Stereo”, as Beach House awakens from its customary dreaminess, ascending into an astounding climax that stands as their finest work to date. For a band previously known for their minimal, lo-fi dream pop, Teen Dream represents one gigantic step forward. -Max Blau

06. The National – High Violet

Perfection is a dangerous word to use when it comes to something as subjective as music. When you say an album or song is perfect, you’re just asking for a fight. Well, you know what? Bring it on. To me, High Violet is a perfect album from beginning to end. The National have been building towards this moment for a long time, ever since they broke through with Alligator. While both that record and Boxer are incredible, their latest effort distills the band’s formula into its most essential state. The 11 tracks within use every trick the group has shown us before, plus some new ones thrown in for good measure. For one thing, it gains so much power in its restraint. There’s nothing as aggressive as “Abel” or as straight-forward as the chorus of “Fake Empire”. Instead, all the emotion is barely kept hidden behind the curtain, until those moments when the band does cut loose, when it floors you.

Most people have probably heard the big songs like “Terrible Love” and “Bloodbuzz Ohio”, but the deeper cuts are what hold the album together. Listen to the grinding guitar in “Little Faith”. Hear how Matt Berninger gradually loses control as he coughs out the ending of “Afraid of Everyone”. The piano from “England” takes you down the Thames on a gentle, rainy day. As for “Conversation 16”, hell, just take in everything that the track has to offer. You’ll be hard-pressed to find many other albums that are as strong from front to back as High Violet. It’s beautifully fragile, lyrically haunting, and musically ambitious throughout every second. There’s only one word that comes to mind for an album like this. Perfect. -Joe Marvilli

05. Titus Andronicus – The Monitor

An important thing: this album isn’t about The American Civil War. I mean, no more than Julius Caesar is about The Liberators civil war in 42 B.C. Rome. Shakespeare wrote Julius Caesar in anticipation of the growing Protestant/Catholic tensions arising from Queen Elizabeth’s frequent capping of Protestants. Titus Andronicus and their poet laureate Patrick Stickles aren’t interested in telling you the tale of the famous ship the album gets its title after. There are more important matters at hand, both micro and macro. There are binary relationships and post-modern nihilist philosophy, Bret Easton Ellis and Bruce Springsteen, whiskey and cigarettes, punk and rock & roll, and the pursuit of the American dream in a place so absurd as America.

What The Monitor is is a kind of punk manifesto. At its most extroverted, there are rallies around the flag, cries of unity against “them,” and two warnings as to the ubiquity of the enemy. Conversely, the album revels in public solitude, as Stickles continually airs his personal grievances. But even at its most introverted, the album reaches out to the listener by ripping pages out of music’s greatest books. A chapter from The Boss, a little Pogues, and some Minor Threat all build the pretense that The Monitor is just one shout chorus after another, but underneath it’s a meticulous and existential look at our/his bleak and irrational world, perfectly couched in punk anthems. Stickles leads by example, putting his heart, mind, and country into the abyss of self-analysis. And while it ain’t always a pretty site, it’s what our forefathers fought for, and it’s what we should continue to fight for in 2010 and beyond. -Jeremy Larson

04. Gorillaz – Plastic Beach

It took five years for the Gorillaz to return to our stereos, the charts, and concert venues with a new album, but it was obviously worth the wait, as Plastic Beach went on to be one of the finest pop/rock records of the year. Damon Albarn’s songs were some of the sharpest his animated side project has ever been accounted for, showing that his craftsmanship is only improving with time. And Jamie Hewlett provided a new Gorillaz aesthetic to their videos, their album art, and their live show display. But it was the tunes on Plastic Beach that made this disc so memorable.

Snoop Dogg joined the brigade for the first time, a match made in heaven, for the track “Welcome to the World of Plastic Beach”. The Gorillaz stocked their band up with a little celebrity status by adding members of the Clash on the title track, and on their tour. Lou Reed even made a vocal appearance on the acclaimed track “Some Kind of Nature”. Albarn composed a few gems with his memorable vocal style, including the ever-catchy “Rhinestone Eyes”, and the serene “On Melancholy Hill”. The Gorillaz kept the dance and hip-hop elements at an all-time high with bizarre numbers with De La Soul (“Superfast Jellyfish”), Michael Jackson-esque grooves and high pitched vocals (“Empire Ants”) and, of course, a super poppy, rap gem that everyone could bump in their stereos. This obviously refers to the Mos Def and Bobby Womack featured song, “Stylo”.

“All we are is dust,” the cartoon band sang on one of this year’s finest records. We all may be dust, but this record is solid musical gold. Cheers. -Ted Maider

03. Arcade Fire – The Suburbs

Every so often, an album comes along that speaks from the collective consciousness of a generation. The Suburbs was made specifically for this moment in time, for the twenty-somethings of 2010. The world as we know it is changing. The Suburbs isn’t just a portrait of restless former suburbanites and the listless teenagers they used to be, but of the world that this generation was the last to know, and what’s already been left behind. The digital age has come. Everything is instantaneous, no one is truly lost anymore, and it’s easy to feel lost in memories for a pre-Internet existence that seems like a lifetime ago.

The Suburbs marks the efforts of Arcade Fire’s previous albums combined – the darkness and rich musical layering of Neon Bible, and Funeral’s dream-like hopefulness in spite of the world. It doesn’t place suburban sprawl and teen angst on a pedestal, nor does it condemn them. As a concept album, it embraces the full scope of angles and emotions, keeping the songs from choking on their own sentimentality. What makes The Suburbs stand out amidst other teenage snap-shots is that it’s not just a simple photo, it’s a panorama. And it belongs to us. -Cap Blackard

02. Kanye West – My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy

At this point, all there is to be said about Kanye West‘s My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy has been said, and then some. We’ve seen praise and hate, album reviews that all but declare him as the second coming of Christ, and college essays explaining how he is actually the real-life incarnation of the devil. Some, like our Mike Denslow, declare West’s fifth LP “hands-down the most ambitious mainstream rap album ever made.” Others say you can’t review it without taking into context West’s well-publicized meltdowns and, for that, can we truly bestow him with such praise?

At the end of the day, however, I think the most insightful thing I read regarding My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy came during a late night troll on a message board dedicated to the rapper, as I awaited one of those G.O.O.D. Friday tracks to drop. Someone wrote that the album is great because it’s a culmination of West’s previous four studio albums, taking each of their strengths — the soul of College Dropout, the pop of Late Registration, the electronics of Graduation, and the art of 808s & Heartbreak — and making a greatest hits album of sorts, only the content is entirely new. While The College Dropout may forever be known as West’s best album, My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy is the one which will likely best reflect his self and his ideals when it’s all said and done. It’s innovative, it’s risk-taking, it’s charming, it’s frustrating (people still complain about the mix), and, most of all, it’s plentiful, which I think might be the word that best describes Kanye West. Just as Kanye never stops, this album never stops. Even on the 15th or 25th listen, there’s something new to discover between the time Nicki Minaj’s fake British accent introduces us to “Dark Fantasy” and Gil Scott-Heron’s spoken-word “Who Will Survive in America” leaves us as confused as Kanye is.

No, Kanye is not the greatest ever and, yes, he still needs to work on his manners, but if My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy proves anything, it’s that one can be innovative while still being accessible. “Runaway” and “All of the Lights” are two of West’s most ambitious feats to date, but they’re also two of the album’s biggest hits. “Power” is as exposing as it is appropriate for Monday Night Football, and “Blame Game” is smart beyond its years, while still leaving us with room to laugh. Regardless of your perception of him, if you think he’s only an average lyricist or that the album is overhyped, there’s no denying how beautifully put together this album is, how much work went into it, and how at the end of the day it will likely influence generations to come. The only question now is what he’ll do next. -Alex Young

Buy: My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy

01. Vampire Weekend – Contra

Leave it to Vampire Weekend to release the year’s best album. Wait! What? Believe us, we were surprised, too. When we first sat down to hammer out this list, most of us came to the table with arguments supporting the latest from Kanye West or Arcade Fire or even the Gorillaz. But, then we started to think. You see, once you start playing the Devil’s advocate, it’s hard to return to your original argument. It’s sort of like that episode of Seinfeld, where Costanza buys a cashmere sweater for Elaine, and it looks beautiful and quite a bargain…until someone points out the glaring, red dot to him. Throughout the episode, naturally, the running gag is that every time Costanza attempts to pass the sweater off as a gift, someone notices the dot. And once it’s seen, the whole thing’s fucked. ANYWAY, after four hours of debating, none of us felt comfortable with our choices. That is, until someone muttered two words:

Vampire. Weekend.

People respect redemption tales. They cherish epics. But, above all, they love success stories. Now, it’d be ridiculous to assume that Vampire Weekend is indie rock’s Rocky Balboa, or Coach Gordon Bombay (depending on your preference of fictional sports characters with remarkable comebacks), but turn the clock back a year and you’ll find the band in a very unfavorable position. They weren’t underdogs per se – after all, they were roping in thousands of fans per festival gig – but they were sailing on some rough wake of hype. What would happen with their sophomore record? Just about every indie blog from here to Australia pegged ‘em for disappointment. In certain respects, everyone waiting for the sophomore slump preceded the actual music that would end up on Contra.

But all that went away. Instead of a jarring, forgettable, or even taxing listen, Contra added up to be, well, one of the better sophomore albums in recent memory (The Strokes’ Room on Fire comes to mind). What started with their self-titled debut sure enough continued here. The sunny Afro-pop still intact, frontman Ezra Koenig vacationed within his perspicacious lyrics, digressing on subjects that, at the time, felt typical of his background. Only now, some 12 months later, they come off just downright smart…fitting even.

Music is all about escape. It should take you places. With Contra, Koenig plays the part of a “friend with access” more than the chic aristocrat that so many make him out to be (myself included). He makes sure there’s room in the backseat, so you can hear about “how the other private schools had no Hapa Club” or realize “there’s nowhere else to go.” Some might argue most of his stories are irrelevant, one-sided, or even pretentious. But, at face value, this band makes no secret about either its identity or its influences. You don’t walk in expecting to relate to these guys, you walk in surprised at how much you do relate to them. Also, who doesn’t love a pop song with references to Futura font?

By far the most appealing aspect to Vampire Weekend, and something that’s evolved greatly since the band’s debut, is how cognizant and well versed they are in terms of instrumentation. This isn’t the sound of your typical “indie band.” It’s the result of a real band, who has fully realized its potential and continues to expand. Anyone still tossing out the Paul Simon comparisons aren’t truly listening. This goes far beyond Graceland. A song like the genre-spanning “Diplomat’s Son” sounds nothing like the driving indie rock of “Giving Up the Gun”, yet they blend seamlessly into one another. And, as if to throw the finger at those that felt they only had “A-Punk”, they did one better and issued even stronger singles with “Cousins” and “Holiday”, two songs that perfectly capture how witty and musically sincere this band can be.

In their review of Contra, NME called Vampire Weekend “one of the most unique bands on the planet.” We don’t necessarily agree with them all the time, but they’re absolutely on the money there. In a year that’s seen the market flooded with buzz band after buzz band, it’s important to acknowledge the New York scholars. They removed themselves from the muck (an agreeable and enjoyable muck at times, sure, but, nevertheless, still a muck). Instead, they braved the storm, nullified all odds, surged ahead, and issued not only a stellar sophomore album, but this year’s most solid release. If we’re to assume there’s a holy brethren of releases this year, then for us, we can’t think of any other leader than Contra. -Michael Roffman

Public on-sales for these new dates begin Friday, December 17th. Click here for all ticketing info.

Bright Eyes 2011 Tour Dates:
03/02 – Miami, FL @ Fillmore Miami Beach At Jackie Gleason Theater
03/03 – Lake Buena Vista, FL @ House of Blues
03/04 – Atlanta, GA @ The Tabernacle
03/05 – Asheville, NC @ Thomas Wolf Auditorium
03/06 – Richmond, VA @ The National
03/08 – New York, NY @ Radio City Music Hall *
03/09 – New York, NY @ Radio City Music Hall *
03/10 – Boston, MA @ House of Blues
03/11 – Portland, ME @ State Theatre
03/13 – Toronto, ON @ Sound Academy
03/14 – Royal Oak, MI @ Royal Oak Music Theatre
03/15 – Chicago, IL @ Vic Theatre
03/17 – Nashville, TN @ Ryman Auditorium
06/23 – London, UK @ Royal Albert Hall

* = * w/ Superchunk, Wild Flag

Update: The album has been confirmed. Titled All Eternals Deck, the 13-track record will be released on March 29th via Merge Records. You can read Darnielle’s description of the record here. Tracklist below.

Update #2: Per Darnielle’s Twitter: “should quash speculation that All Eternals Deck is death metal, it isn’t. tMG can’t play DM ’til I master guttural death growl i.e. ca. 2015.” Oh well.

While John Darnielle has sung about metal in the past, such as in “The Best Ever Death Metal Band in Denton” or “Marduk T-Shirt Men’s Room Incident”, he’s yet to offer any honest-to-goodness metal himself. However, this all may change with the release of the just-finished new Mountain Goats album.

Per Pitchfork, the as-yet-untitled effort will have at least some semblance of metal to it as the LP was recorded with former Morbid Angel guitarist and current Hate Eternal frontman Erik Rutan. Darnielle announced the news on his Twitter earlier today, writing “4 sessions/4 studios, FL to MA. thirteen songs escaped alive Laurie Strode-style” and then followed it up with the video you can watch above, where he introduces the collaborators from his Florida recording sessions: Mountain Goats regular bassist Peter Hughes, Superchunk drummer Jon Wurster, engineer Brandon Eggleston, and “death metal consultant” Erik Rutan.

If all that ain’t metal enough, we suggest standing between two speakers and blasting Master of Puppets.

All Eternals Deck Tracklist:
01. Damn These Vampires
02. Birth of Serpents
03. Estate Sale Sign
04. Age of Kings
05. The Autopsy Garland
06. Beautiful Gas Mask
07. High Hawk Season
08. Prowl Great Cain
09. Sourdoire Valley Song
10. Outer Scorpion Squadron
11. For Charles Bronson
12. Never Quite Free
13. Liza Forever Minnelli

Treasure Island sits next to the Bay Bridge between Oakland and San Francisco. It was built out of landfill in the 1930s specifically to celebrate the completion of the bridge, along with the Golden Gate Bridge, and has been owned by the Navy since then. The Navy closed its base over a decade ago, however, so now its main functions are being an earthquake disaster waiting to happen and hosting more celebrations, like dragon boat festivals and music festivals.

The Treasure Island Music Festival, which by its fourth year has found its niche as California’s most worthwhile annual concert not in a desert, took place over the weekend. There are reasons it’s so worthwhile — the tickets have been great value from the start, the setting is top-notch, the transportation is efficient, and, most importantly, it knows what it is and doesn’t try to be anything else. Twenty-thousand-plus people came out for two days of music tailor-made for the Bay Area audience: one day of electronica and dance for the rolling-super-hard crowd, and a second day of chill indie rock for the rolling-fatty-joints crowd.

Photo by Ted Maider

The festival also featured all the usual (and some not-so-usual) festival amenities, such as a ferris wheel, a cybercafé/DJ Hero station, a silent disco, and various sponsored tents (one, of course, was a cannabis club tent offering coupons for free “medijoints”). There was a salon tent giving out free haircuts, a workshop for learning crafts, and a skee ball booth. The food was mostly the usual fare, but there were some interesting options, including a booth for organic health food and a vendor offering potato and spinach knishes along with the hot dogs. A French truck featured escargot lollipops and what were called Maine lobster cappuccinos. Yum.

Only real downside to all of this? It’s cold as hell. In San Francisco, you can expect the weather to be cold, windy, and foggy at any given time of year, and in October there’s just no way you’re going to get your comfy, dependable, 100-degree-plus summer festival weather. On Saturday, no amount of dancing could have prevented the unprepared from shelling out for a hoodie or flannel shirt; the heavy wind was a disaster for the myriad hipsters in hot-pants. The wind chill Sunday was equally cruel, and the intermittent rain that marked the first three hours of the fest was actually a welcome change.

Photo by Ted Maider

But outside of one stage change and a short set time early on for The Mumlers, the music was unhampered by the weather. And the music is what matters, right? Right.

Feature photo by Harry Painter.

Saturday, October 16th

Maus Haus
Bridge Stage, 12:00 p.m.

Photo by Ted Maider

The first of several local bands, San Francisco’s own Maus Haus kicked things off with an energetic set of experimental electropop jams. The sextet was heavy on the synthesizers (there must have been at least three up there), but Maus Haus is no generic dance pop band. There was a little of that, but there was also a little ambient noise and electro rock. Also, as any good festival opener should, Maus Haus opted to take some time between numbers to educate the early crowd on some of the history of Treasure Island. All of it was equally welcome, and hopefully the next time the band plays the fest it will be at a well-deserved later slot.

wallpaper.
Tunnel Stage, 12:45 p.m.

Photo by Ted Maider

When the highlight of your show is bringing out your “band” of brightly dressed hipsters with cowbells, you’re probably a bit of a gimmick. Like Mayer Hawthorne, Oakland’s Eric Frederic — one-half of wallpaper. — makes his living as a skinny white guy singing ironic soul songs. Both corny, except wallpaper.’s music is even less authentic, if that’s possible. The duo (Frederic on vocals and iPod, Arjun Singh on drums) played song after mailed-in neo-disco song about sex and booze, Frederic playing the backing tracks on his iPod while Singh drummed along. Of course, the iPod handled the complex drum parts. Oh well, being bored at a festival at one in the afternoon is nothing to complain about. Besides, it was all in good fun; Frederic was charismatic and made some choice jokes about casual sex and selling drugs at the merch booth. And he apparently has a song called “Laptops from Methadone Clinics”, so there’s that.

Holy Fuck
Bridge, 1:30 p.m.

Photo by Ted Maider

If you haven’t seen these folks yet, go go go. I won’t profess to have any idea what Holy Fuck does on stage, but I know it sounds great and the novelty hasn’t worn off yet. Visualize a drummer and a bassist backing two guys standing opposite each other twisting knobs and screaming into distorted microphones. You’re already probably halfway to knowing what the Toronto four-piece sounds like, but basically it’s noisy, improvisational, sometimes psychedelic, and all live (*cough* wallpaper. *cough*). Instruments include analog synths and a 35mm film synchronizer, but that translates into a bunch of gadgets on a table tangled in a mess of wires. It’s fun to watch. I had the thought, Holy Fuck’s sound would fit an arena quite nicely, so Radiohead, if you’re reading this, first stop reading and put out your album, and then invite Holy Fuck to open for you please.

Jamaica
Tunnel, 2:15 p.m.

Photo by Ted Maider

Fun fact: Eight of the 13 Saturday acts were foreign, and only three of those were from primarily English-speaking countries. Another fun fact: Jamaica isn’t from Jamaica, but Paris. The band also doesn’t play even remotely electronic music, so what was it doing on the Saturday lineup? Never mind, it’s dancey rock music so close enough. Jamaica, dressed for climbing Mt. Everest, put on a set of catchy grunge-pop songs in the vein of fellow slackers Free Energy. There wasn’t much beneath the surface, but it was kind of nice to have a token riff-rock band on Saturday.

Die Antwoord
Bridge, 3:00 p.m.

What does it say about the state of indie hip-hop when Die Antwoord is the only hip-hop act at a festival that previously signed on acts like Murs, Cut Chemist, Zion I, The Streets, Aesop Rock, and Crown City Rockers? Screw it, what does it say about the state of indie hip-hop that Die Antwoord is even popular (and not even technically indie anymore)? Yes, the South African trio is a joke, but the band is not any funnier than ICP, which everyone hates (or Ali G, who Ninja is shamelessly biting).

Photo by Ted Maider

Anyway, a certain portion of the crowd ate this shit up. Die Antwoord came out dressed in the same outfits from the “Enter the Ninja” video, Yo-Landi Vi$$er making a wardrobe change halfway through and Ninja gradually undressing. Ninja can flow and both of them have stage presence and can work a crowd. But maybe I’m a little old to be impressed by generic electro-rap beats and fart-joke lyricism. One crowdmember remarked after it was over, “Some people will dance to anything with that type of beat.” Exactly. However, like wallpaper. earlier, Ninja and Vi$$er did not take themselves seriously; they actually made the butterfly gestures during “Enter the Ninja”, for example, and ended the set by yelling out “Be happy!” No arguments here.

Phantogram
Tunnel, 3:45 p.m.

Photo by Ted Maider

Phantogram, one of the best acts Saturday, also turned out to be one of the mellowest. The duo, guitarist Josh Carter and keyboardist Sarah Barthel (accompanied by a live drummer), plays a blend of shoegaze, trip-hop, and psychedelic pop backing dark, atmospheric vocals from both members. This was the first band that really packed the stage, and if that’s a sign of rising popularity, it’s well deserved. Phantogram played a dance-friendly set but sported some substance to go along with the style. And, okay, elephant in the room, Sarah Barthel is cute. It’s just a little crush.

!!!
Bridge, 4:35 p.m.

Photo by Ted Maider

Everyone should be familiar with what !!! does by now. The Sacramento dance-punk outfit is a nonstop ball of kinetic energy, particularly metrosexual frontman Nic Offer, who made his way into the crowd several times and was never standing in one place for five seconds – despite having performed in Tokyo the day before, according to Offer, and getting a mere three hours of sleep. While the band is much more suited to the club, like say the Noise Pop festival earlier this year, than a large festival stage, it’s not for lack of presence. !!! is no stranger to festivals and handled the large crowd gracefully. At times, Offer seemed out of breath and couldn’t quite nail his parts. In hindsight, it wouldn’t have killed the energy for him to slow down a little — there is plenty else to focus on at a !!! show, with the band’s multiple guitars, keyboards, a backing vocalist, and a saxophonist.

Four Tet
Tunnel, 5:25 p.m.

Photo by Ted Maider

Kieran Hebden’s main live instrument is a laptop, and his light show came across as modest with full daylight still out. However, flashiness was not required and Hebden, better known as Four Tet, put on an irresistible set. Probably the second-best of the day, in fact. It’s understandable that IDM doesn’t get a lot of love at festivals where people just want to wear mouse masks and dance, but artists like Hebden lend credibility to the mainstream-again dance music community. Still, it’s hard to tell what Hebden was doing up there besides checking his e-mail and bobbing his head.

Kruder & Dorfmeister
Bridge, 6:15 p.m.

Photo by Ted Maider

The Austrian duo Kruder & Dorfmeister are renowned for their downtempo remixes, but they kept the tempo up in a rare live show Saturday. Peter Kruder and Richard Dorfmeister, the first nighttime act, rocked the turntables in front of some stunning visuals, while two well-dressed MC’s kept the crowd involved. This meant prancing around stage and yelling inane things like “everybody go boom!” but the crowd would surely have lost interest otherwise. Actually, for a crowd that was oblivious even to LCD Soundsystem’s early material, the audience was rather enthusiastic about K & D. This performance marked the end of the duo’s first North American tour in 10 years, and whenever K & D does it again, it won’t be soon enough. Well, a couple months or so would be fine.

Little Dragon
Tunnel, 7:05 p.m.

Photo by Ted Maider

Let’s get this out of the way right off the bat — Little Dragon is known more for frontwoman Yukimi Nagano’s appearances on Gorillaz’ album Plastic Beach than its own music, and it would have delighted people to hear a line from “Empire Ants” during Little Dragon’s set. But there was no need to pander, because believe it or not, Little Dragon has some fantastic songs in its own right. The Swedish quartet played a new one for the Treasure Island crowd, and it fits right into the band’s tiny canon of subtle dance pop. These songs are to be heard live, not only because of Nagano’s infectious dancing and sexy crooning, but because the band is pretty damn good too. Sure, Little Dragon plays some simple, atmospheric pop songs, but the guys can also jam a little — and that’s when they’re at their best.

Deadmau5
Bridge, 7:55 p.m.

Photo by Ted Maider

Firstly, Deadmau5 apparently flew to the Smokeout Festival in Southern California after his set to perform another set there, but he does wear a giant mau5 mask, so he could’ve swindled us — we’ll never know. Either way, a plethora of Treasure Island attendees were there just to see Deadmau5, whose star has risen swiftly. It’s not clear why; is he doing anything dozens of other artists aren’t doing, besides wearing a giant, glowing mouse mask and performing behind a v-shaped structure and a bunch of cool visuals? Maybe that’s the point, to drug up, dance, and be impressed with the lighting, but why is Deadmau5 better than Mickey Mau5? Besides “Ghosts n Stuff”, most of the tunes he played at Treasure Island were relatively tuneless, which is fine if done right; it’s just hard to get into the repetitive noodling. Further, the energy never really built up; he would tease at something explosive before reverting to stagnant, lifeless minimalism. Once again, that single of his was the only exception.

Like K & D, Deadmau5 had an MC come out to hype the audience, but she was only on stage for a song or two before leaving the man to his work. The DJ (real name Joel Zimmerman) is certainly hard-working, and has put together a beautiful show. The question is whether people would care about that show if a couple of French robots hadn’t popularized the concept of masked DJ’s and personalized stages in the first place. I suppose it doesn’t matter, because if you want to see Deadmau5 for the visuals and the drugs, you will not be disappointed. If it’s the music you care about, just don’t expect anything special.

Miike Snow
Tunnel, 8:45 p.m.

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Deadmau5 concluded the rave portion of the evening, meaning people began to leave, but Miike Snow and LCD Soundsystem kept the vast majority of folks there for the rest of the night. The former, which played amidst a thick cloud of smoke, played to an enthusiastic but exhausted crowd — an inevitable side effect of a long and relentlessly cold day. The Swedish band, which American singer Andrew Wyatt insisted was a band and not a person, strolled through songs like “Burial” and “Black and Blue”, the latter of which went through a pretty ugly and unnecessary distortion job. However, Miike Snow nailed singles “Sylvia” and “Animal”, the song that will never escape this band. “Animal”, which seemed to go on extra long just for shits and giggles, obviously elicited the largest crowd response.

LCD Soundsystem
Bridge, 9:35 p.m.

How do you follow up a career-defining headlining gig at the Hollywood Bowl with a short headlining set at a small festival? The way James Murphy and co. pulled it off was to do everything the same but cut out a few songs. Literally, we’re talking the same set in practically the same order, minus “Get Innocuous!”, “Someone Great”, and “Losing My Edge”. Those are three songs that it sucks to have missed out on.

But let’s focus on the positive, namely that LCD Soundsystem murdered this festival. As Murphy has neared the end of his tour — like so many other acts at Treasure Island — he and his band have begun playing “Dance Yrself Clean” live, and now it’s hard to imagine being satisfied without hearing the This is Happening opener. Everyone knew when the beat was going to drop, everyone was waiting for it, and most reacted appropriately and danced thmselves clean. The other two This is Happening tracks which opened the set were also well received, although “Drunk Girls” is kind of a snoozer, at least coming between “Dance Yrself Clean” and “I Can Change”.

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LCD continued to murder with “Daft Punk is Playing at My House”, although the audience shockingly seemed to lose interest. This trend continued for the other old songs; there were singalongs for the new ones, but anything off of the self-titled (almost half the set) was met with half-assed response. Even “Tribulations”, for God’s sake. Was 2005 really that long ago?

The band ignored Sound of Silver material with the exception of “All My Friends”, which was probably not a wise choice for this crowd, but if Murphy is really going to be easing off of LCD Soundsystem in the coming years, it was the right choice.

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Lame crowd notwithstanding, the show was the best you could hope for in one hour and 15 minutes. Murphy really sings nowadays instead of just yelling into the mic, and you can tell his band is having a good time. The highlight was Murphy leading the audience in a slow clap which built directly into the opening of “Movement”, which just so happens to shred live.

Murphy acknowledged that the show was just too short, however: “I don’t make the rules,” he quipped as he introduced the final number, “Home”. Finishing up at just after 10:50 p.m., LCD was not allowed an encore, which was expected given the strict start and end times to every set. Still, here’s hoping Murphy comes back before he abandons the project.

Sunday, October 17th

Phosphorescent
Tunnel, 12:00 p.m.

Phosphorescent was booked for the main stage, but the weather had different plans for indie folk musician Matthew Houck and his band. Thankfully, no cancellations, because damn if Phosphorescent wasn’t one of the best acts all day. There’s no good reason Phosphorescent should have been on so early — this meant a lot of people missing him, rain or not. Houck’s guitarist Jesse Anderson Ainsley and his keyboardist Scott Stapleton were some of the most technically proficient musicians at the festival. Phosphorescent’s set included a good mix of vocal harmonization and good, old-fashioned rock soloing. Houck is quite the musician himself, and an even better vocalist. “The Mermaid Parade”, in particular, was a moment of brilliance.

Photo by Harry Painter.

The Mumlers
Tunnel, 12:52 p.m.

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Thanks to Phosphorescent being switched to the Tunnel stage, The Mumlers held the distinction of being the only act with a snipped set time. The San Jose sextet, which was also the only act with a guitarist dressed like a pirate, was able to make it on stage 12 minutes after scheduled. The Mumlers, despite the pirate (bloody face makeup and all) and a french horn or two, got kind of lost in the shuffle of chill indie rock acts on Sunday. They’re more than just an indie rock band, though — they displayed classic rock, jazz, and folk sensibilities and aptly followed a Phosphorescent set everyone seemed to love. When The Mumlers weren’t allowed to play their final song, the audience let out a loud groan. The pirate took it all in good humor, leaving us with “The greatest treasure was having you for an audience.” Arrr, matey.

Ra Ra Riot
Bridge, 1:15 p.m.

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My, oh my, I can’t believe I’ve ignored this band for so long. Ra Ra Riot is much more than a pretty cellist — she also has a good voice. Kidding, kidding. Really, Ra Ra Riot was perfect. If you’re a sucker for strings in your indie pop, jump on this bandwagon. The Syracuse sextet has a penchant for playing cheerful, emotional music with marching skins and sweeping strings. Frontman Wes Miles, who seems comfortable with the band’s popularity, can make the main stage feel like the most intimate place on Earth, like you’re up there with them just watching them rehearse. Ra Ra Riot will certainly be on much later next time the band plays this festival; the band was an absolute pleasure so early in the day.

Papercuts
Tunnel, 1:55 p.m.

Local musician Jason Quever’s project Papercuts is another act that failed to leave an impression amongst the several laid-back indie acts Sunday. Quever makes droning dream pop accompanied by soft, almost whispering vocals. He and his band had a couple of genuinely interesting moments, but the majority of Papercuts’ set was background music.

Superchunk
Bridge, 2:30 p.m.

The old guys of the festival, North Carolina’s indie rock heroes Superchunk, were touring behind new album Majesty Shredding, their first album since 2001′s Here’s to Shutting Up. Superchunk’s DIY riff-rock fit in just fine in an era when people suddenly care about Pavement again. The band played new tracks such as “Rosemarie”, “Digging for Something”, and “Crossed Wires”, along with old faves like “Slack Motherfucker” and “Throwing Things”. The band looked happy to be there, but also made a point whether they meant to or not — bring back the fucking rock and roll.

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The Sea and Cake
Tunnel, 3:15 p.m.

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The Sea and Cake, which has opened for fellow Treasure Island band Broken Social scene in the past, probably isn’t the best example of bringing back the fucking rock and roll, but the Chicago indie act did partake in some quality jamming. The Sea and Cake’s set wandered into everything from chill surf rock (which was becoming quite tired by now) to smooth jazz to post-rock. The mood wasn’t exactly befitting of the band, coming after Superchunk, but anyone who skipped The Sea and Cake is going to have to put the band on his list.

She & Him
Bridge, 4:00 p.m.

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If Zooey Deschanel wasn’t the queen of all that is indie, She & Him would not be booked at every damn festival on the planet. Half the people there are watching for the novelty of seeing Deschanel sing — and she’s pretty good at it, but the songs are another story. They range from poppy indie folk to doo-wop anthems, none of which are very original. And while Deschanel can sing, she just lacks power, the same way Charlotte Gainsbourg does. Deschanel has the better voice, but she either gets drowned out by the band or simply trails off at the end of each line. M. Ward is a little more reliable on the guitar, but he couldn’t save this set. If you were forgiving, however, you could have appreciated Deschanel’s earnestness on the ballad “Take it Back” or her cheeriness on Vol. 2 track “In the Sun”.

Monotonix
Tunnel, 4:50 p.m.

My God, what did I get myself into here? These three hairy guys from Tel Aviv may have sounded nothing like they do in studio, but I wouldn’t have known that beforehand and it wouldn’t have mattered anyway. Where do we begin? Singer Ami Shalev was dressed like an aging former soccer player making a final comeback just to break some bones. Guitarist Yonatan Gat and drummer Haggai Fershtman looked like the guys MGMT modeled themselves after before turning it into a lame fashion trend.

The band, Monotonix, doesn’t play on stage. The trio set up in the middle of the crowd from the start and proceeded to jam. Shalev was all about crowd participation, standing on top of the bass drum, crowd surfing, going out of his way to make everyone part of the show. The crowd formed a circle around Monotonix, Gat doing his best to keep on track while being shoved from behind. Periodically, the band would pick up its instruments and relocate, with fans doing what they could to help (it’s amazing the guitar cord made it through the show intact).

The very indie crowd wasn’t prepared for 40 minutes of garage punk between the She & Him and Broken Social Scene sets, but the mosh pits soon began. Anyone within 30 feet of the band couldn’t hum a single line from a Monotonix song, but everyone will remember three things: the impromptu Shalev-led singalong to “A Hard Day’s Night”, Shalev dumping a bag of garbage onto Fershtman, and the finale of Shalev tossing a tom into the stacked drum kit. Shalev is no GG Allin, but crazy is crazy and he was crazy enough.

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Broken Social Scene
Bridge, 5:35 p.m.

It can only be described as a shame that Broken Social Scene was limited to 50 minutes, but that’s the nature of Treasure Island — it was actually one of the longest sets of the day. The band started things off with Forgiveness Rock Record track “Meet Me in the Basement”, then quickly squeezed in some longtime favorites like “7/4 Shoreline” and “Texico Bitches”, both of which rock so much more live than on record. No Emily Haines, but BSS managed a sweet rendition of “Anthems for a Seventeen Year-Old Girl”.

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Kevin Drew dropped his guitar early on, which didn’t seem to matter, as BSS has four or five guitarists at once. Drew joked that he literally breaks a guitar at every show, which may not have been a joke at all. By the end of the set, Drew took to the crowd, making sure to leave his mark on the fest in case the music wasn’t enough. It really wasn’t, but that’s because there just wasn’t enough of it.

Surfer Blood
Tunnel, 6:25 p.m.

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This band so deserves all that hype it gets. There was plenty enough surf rock going on at Treasure Island, but if it’s good it’s good, and none was better at it than Surfer Blood. Touring behind its only album Astro Coast, Surfer Blood tore through tracks like “Swim”, “Take it Easy”, and “Floating Vibes”. The quintet even did a cover of Pavement’s “Box Elder”, which was appropriate considering the band is pretty much a cross between Pavement and Modest Mouse. The songs did blend together late in the set, being that most of them are similar in tone and tempo, but all in all Surfer Blood left a promising impression. Skipping even one song, the last song, to get a spot for The National was a tough decision.

The National
Bridge, 7:15 p.m.

Yet it was the right decision, because The National was the best act at Treasure Island this year. The National has gotten better and better over the years, and in 2010 has found the ideal mix between being sensitive, artsy poets and outright rock stars. This is especially the case with the Brooklyn band’s live output; songs that amount to midtempo hummers on record, like “Squalor Victoria” and “England”, become fiery and full of rage when performed live. The difference is the Dessner brothers’ love for loud, unhinged distortion and Matt Berninger’s willingness to scream — when Berninger gets red-faced and shouts “afraid of the house, because they’re desperate to entertain,” you realize he means every last word. Or maybe it’s the wine he drinks before he performs.

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The National also appear increasingly comfortable being on stage. It takes a lot of confidence to be a rock star, and it didn’t feel like the band had or wanted that confidence in 2008. Now, Berninger and the Dessners pose on stage and exchange witty banter like they’re in a living room with 8,000 friends. “He doesn’t let us wear suits,” complained Bryce Dessner about Berninger’s wardrobe choices. Berninger responded with, “Respect the suit; you guys are frumpy.” Before “Slow Show”, Dessner pointed out the song makes reference to Berninger’s genitalia, to which Berninger clarified that it wasn’t true: “A small area of the song is about my dick.”

The set was heavy on High Violet and Boxer stuff, including only the essentials from Alligator (“Abel”, “Mr. November”) and nothing from the band’s early albums. This was doing pretty well for a one-hour festival set though, and the band covered a pretty good range of the stuff people wanted to hear. The National, at the end of its tour, played all the late-set mainstays in the expected order: “Fake Empire” into “Mr. November” into “Terrible Love” — a lineup there’s no complaining about. Dessner dedicated “Mr. November” to the Democrats, after which Berninger, not wanting to be uncool, dedicated “Terrible Love” to the Republicans, and then to babies, because “everyone loves babies.”

Rogue Wave
Tunnel, 8:15 p.m.

“Following The National sucks,” sighed Zach Rogue, frontman of Oakland’s Rogue Wave. He wasn’t kidding, but his band held its own coming between the two big Sunday names on the smaller stage. Rogue Wave may have been the indiest band at this mercilessly indie musical gathering, but performances of songs like “Lake Michigan” and “Bird on a Wire” were anything but indie kitsch. The band made the performance something special by bringing out fellow Oakland musician Ted Nesseth of The Heavenly States for a collaboration. Both Rogue Wave and Nesseth had their fair share of supporters at the festival.

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Rogue Wave brought the politics much more readily than The National, dedicating “Solitary Gun”, a track off the band’s latest album, Permalight, to Oscar Grant, the man who was shot and killed by a police officer at an Oakland train station while face down and unarmed. Trade secret: If you want to get a Bay Area crowd on your side, it’s a good idea to bring up Oscar Grant.

The set consisted of material spanning Rogue Wave’s career, and it felt like the band was a miniature headliner for the local folks. Nothing but love from the Bay Area audience.

Belle & Sebastian
Bridge, 9:05 p.m.

There was no one more deserving to headline the Treasure Island fest than Belle & Sebastian, but the Scottish indie poppers were an anticlimactic close to a great festival. Any huge fan would have been just fine with the set — it was heavy on If You’re Feeling Sinister and Dear Catastrophe Waitress material, and gave equal attention to new album Write About Love. To top it all off, the band was accompanied by a five-piece string section. Stuart Murdoch was crowd-friendly, exchanging banter incessantly and even making a couple of kids’ days by pointing them out in the audience.

In fact, it was a good show. Belle & Sebastian just isn’t the band to close a festival.

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Guitarist Stevie Jackson at one point led the crowd in a relatively complex singalong for new track “I’m Not Living in the Real World”, featuring an “ooh” in three different keys. Jackson joked that we could handle it, because “San Francisco is a musical city.” SF handled it just beautifully, and it was one of the highlights of the set.

The band of course played “Piazza New York Catcher”, which features lyrics about the San Francisco Giants playing the New York Mets, and also references SF’s Tenderloin district. Murdoch remarked that he had not realized how many of Belle & Sebastian’s songs were based on San Francisco. He then did a little pandering: “The Phillies don’t stand a chance, man. Give it to them!” Sorry, Philadelphia, he’s right.

“The Boy with the Arab Strap” had people all the way across the grounds dancing jovially; this was on a weekend when people were reluctant to dance even on the dance day, and the talkers came in droves. But for this one song, Belle & Sebastian had everyone’s attention and there was nothing but happiness in the air, which is kind of what this band is about.

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So what made this the wrong band to close the festival? It’s just that they’re so damn…twee. By about halfway through, Belle & Sebastian had overdosed us on the upbeat four-minute pop songs, and I just wanted them to depress me for once. Where was the soul? Belle & Sebastian is such a lovable band in moderation that it’s hard to see how stale the band can get until it happens. Not once did Belle & Sebastian ever turn a head or wow anyone, not the way The National, LCD Soundsystem, or even Broken Social Scene did. Perhaps it just wasn’t an ideal setlist. The performance never felt important, not even during the encore of “Judy & the Dream of Horses”, which is a fantastic song, but not one with which to close a weekend of great music. Oh well.

]]> Photo by Ted Maider The festival also featured all the usual (and some not-so-usual) festival amenities, such as a ferris wheel, a cybercafé/DJ Hero station, a silent disco, and various sponsored tents (one, of course, was a cannabis club tent offering coupons for free "medijoints"). There was a salon tent giving out free haircuts, a workshop for learning crafts, and a skee ball booth. The food was mostly the usual fare, but there were some interesting options, including a booth for organic health food and a vendor offering potato and spinach knishes along with the hot dogs. A French truck featured escargot lollipops and what were called Maine lobster cappuccinos. Yum. Only real downside to all of this? It's cold as hell. In San Francisco, you can expect the weather to be cold, windy, and foggy at any given time of year, and in October there's just no way you're going to get your comfy, dependable, 100-degree-plus summer festival weather. On Saturday, no amount of dancing could have prevented the unprepared from shelling out for a hoodie or flannel shirt; the heavy wind was a disaster for the myriad hipsters in hot-pants. The wind chill Sunday was equally cruel, and the intermittent rain that marked the first three hours of the fest was actually a welcome change. Photo by Ted Maider But outside of one stage change and a short set time early on for The Mumlers, the music was unhampered by the weather. And the music is what matters, right? Right. Feature photo by Harry Painter. Saturday, October 16th Maus Haus Bridge Stage, 12:00 p.m. Photo by Ted Maider The first of several local bands, San Francisco's own Maus Haus kicked things off with an energetic set of experimental electropop jams. The sextet was heavy on the synthesizers (there must have been at least three up there), but Maus Haus is no generic dance pop band. There was a little of that, but there was also a little ambient noise and electro rock. Also, as any good festival opener should, Maus Haus opted to take some time between numbers to educate the early crowd on some of the history of Treasure Island. All of it was equally welcome, and hopefully the next time the band plays the fest it will be at a well-deserved later slot. wallpaper. Tunnel Stage, 12:45 p.m. Photo by Ted Maider When the highlight of your show is bringing out your "band" of brightly dressed hipsters with cowbells, you're probably a bit of a gimmick. Like Mayer Hawthorne, Oakland's Eric Frederic -- one-half of wallpaper. -- makes his living as a skinny white guy singing ironic soul songs. Both corny, except wallpaper.'s music is even less authentic, if that's possible. The duo (Frederic on vocals and iPod, Arjun Singh on drums) played song after mailed-in neo-disco song about sex and booze, Frederic playing the backing tracks on his iPod while Singh drummed along. Of course, the iPod handled the complex drum parts. Oh well, being bored at a festival at one in the afternoon is nothing to complain about. Besides, it was all in good fun; Frederic was charismatic and made some choice jokes about casual sex and selling drugs at the merch booth. And he apparently has a song called "Laptops from Methadone Clinics", so there's that. Holy Fuck Bridge, 1:30 p.m. Photo by Ted Maider If you haven't seen these folks yet, go go go. I won't profess to have any idea what Holy Fuck does on stage, but I know it sounds great and the novelty hasn't worn off yet. Visualize a drummer and a bassist backing two guys standing opposite each other twisting knobs and screaming into distorted microphones. You're already probably halfway to knowing what the Toronto four-piece sounds like, but basically it's noisy, improvisational, sometimes psychedelic, and all live (*cough* wallpaper. *cough*). Instruments include analog synths and a 35mm film synchronizer, but that translates into a bunch of gadgets on a table tangled in a mess of wires. It's fun to watch. I had the thought, Holy Fuck's sound would fit an arena quite nicely, so Radiohead, if you're reading this, first stop reading and put out your album, and then invite Holy Fuck to open for you please. Jamaica Tunnel, 2:15 p.m. Photo by Ted Maider Fun fact: Eight of the 13 Saturday acts were foreign, and only three of those were from primarily English-speaking countries. Another fun fact: Jamaica isn't from Jamaica, but Paris. The band also doesn't play even remotely electronic music, so what was it doing on the Saturday lineup? Never mind, it's dancey rock music so close enough. Jamaica, dressed for climbing Mt. Everest, put on a set of catchy grunge-pop songs in the vein of fellow slackers Free Energy. There wasn't much beneath the surface, but it was kind of nice to have a token riff-rock band on Saturday. Die Antwoord Bridge, 3:00 p.m. What does it say about the state of indie hip-hop when Die Antwoord is the only hip-hop act at a festival that previously signed on acts like Murs, Cut Chemist, Zion I, The Streets, Aesop Rock, and Crown City Rockers? Screw it, what does it say about the state of indie hip-hop that Die Antwoord is even popular (and not even technically indie anymore)? Yes, the South African trio is a joke, but the band is not any funnier than ICP, which everyone hates (or Ali G, who Ninja is shamelessly biting). Photo by Ted Maider Anyway, a certain portion of the crowd ate this shit up. Die Antwoord came out dressed in the same outfits from the "Enter the Ninja" video, Yo-Landi Vi$$er making a wardrobe change halfway through and Ninja gradually undressing. Ninja can flow and both of them have stage presence and can work a crowd. But maybe I'm a little old to be impressed by generic electro-rap beats and fart-joke lyricism. One crowdmember remarked after it was over, "Some people will dance to anything with that type of beat." Exactly. However, like wallpaper. earlier, Ninja and Vi$$er did not take themselves seriously; they actually made the butterfly gestures during "Enter the Ninja", for example, and ended the set by yelling out "Be happy!" No arguments here. Phantogram Tunnel, 3:45 p.m. Photo by Ted Maider Phantogram, one of the best acts Saturday, also turned out to be one of the mellowest. The duo, guitarist Josh Carter and keyboardist Sarah Barthel (accompanied by a live drummer), plays a blend of shoegaze, trip-hop, and psychedelic pop backing dark, atmospheric vocals from both members. This was the first band that really packed the stage, and if that's a sign of rising popularity, it's well deserved. Phantogram played a dance-friendly set but sported some substance to go along with the style. And, okay, elephant in the room, Sarah Barthel is cute. It's just a little crush. !!! Bridge, 4:35 p.m. Photo by Ted Maider Everyone should be familiar with what !!! does by now. The Sacramento dance-punk outfit is a nonstop ball of kinetic energy, particularly metrosexual frontman Nic Offer, who made his way into the crowd several times and was never standing in one place for five seconds - despite having performed in Tokyo the day before, according to Offer, and getting a mere three hours of sleep. While the band is much more suited to the club, like say the Noise Pop festival earlier this year, than a large festival stage, it's not for lack of presence. !!! is no stranger to festivals and handled the large crowd gracefully. At times, Offer seemed out of breath and couldn't quite nail his parts. In hindsight, it wouldn't have killed the energy for him to slow down a little -- there is plenty else to focus on at a !!! show, with the band's multiple guitars, keyboards, a backing vocalist, and a saxophonist. Four Tet Tunnel, 5:25 p.m. Photo by Ted Maider Kieran Hebden's main live instrument is a laptop, and his light show came across as modest with full daylight still out. However, flashiness was not required and Hebden, better known as Four Tet, put on an irresistible set. Probably the second-best of the day, in fact. It's understandable that IDM doesn't get a lot of love at festivals where people just want to wear mouse masks and dance, but artists like Hebden lend credibility to the mainstream-again dance music community. Still, it's hard to tell what Hebden was doing up there besides checking his e-mail and bobbing his head. Kruder & Dorfmeister Bridge, 6:15 p.m. Photo by Ted Maider The Austrian duo Kruder & Dorfmeister are renowned for their downtempo remixes, but they kept the tempo up in a rare live show Saturday. Peter Kruder and Richard Dorfmeister, the first nighttime act, rocked the turntables in front of some stunning visuals, while two well-dressed MC's kept the crowd involved. This meant prancing around stage and yelling inane things like "everybody go boom!" but the crowd would surely have lost interest otherwise. Actually, for a crowd that was oblivious even to LCD Soundsystem's early material, the audience was rather enthusiastic about K & D. This performance marked the end of the duo's first North American tour in 10 years, and whenever K & D does it again, it won't be soon enough. Well, a couple months or so would be fine. Little Dragon Tunnel, 7:05 p.m. Photo by Ted Maider Let's get this out of the way right off the bat -- Little Dragon is known more for frontwoman Yukimi Nagano's appearances on Gorillaz' album Plastic Beach than its own music, and it would have delighted people to hear a line from "Empire Ants" during Little Dragon's set. But there was no need to pander, because believe it or not, Little Dragon has some fantastic songs in its own right. The Swedish quartet played a new one for the Treasure Island crowd, and it fits right into the band's tiny canon of subtle dance pop. These songs are to be heard live, not only because of Nagano's infectious dancing and sexy crooning, but because the band is pretty damn good too. Sure, Little Dragon plays some simple, atmospheric pop songs, but the guys can also jam a little -- and that's when they're at their best. Deadmau5 Bridge, 7:55 p.m. Photo by Ted Maider Firstly, Deadmau5 apparently flew to the Smokeout Festival in Southern California after his set to perform another set there, but he does wear a giant mau5 mask, so he could've swindled us -- we'll never know. Either way, a plethora of Treasure Island attendees were there just to see Deadmau5, whose star has risen swiftly. It's not clear why; is he doing anything dozens of other artists aren't doing, besides wearing a giant, glowing mouse mask and performing behind a v-shaped structure and a bunch of cool visuals? Maybe that's the point, to drug up, dance, and be impressed with the lighting, but why is Deadmau5 better than Mickey Mau5? Besides "Ghosts n Stuff", most of the tunes he played at Treasure Island were relatively tuneless, which is fine if done right; it's just hard to get into the repetitive noodling. Further, the energy never really built up; he would tease at something explosive before reverting to stagnant, lifeless minimalism. Once again, that single of his was the only exception. Like K & D, Deadmau5 had an MC come out to hype the audience, but she was only on stage for a song or two before leaving the man to his work. The DJ (real name Joel Zimmerman) is certainly hard-working, and has put together a beautiful show. The question is whether people would care about that show if a couple of French robots hadn't popularized the concept of masked DJ's and personalized stages in the first place. I suppose it doesn't matter, because if you want to see Deadmau5 for the visuals and the drugs, you will not be disappointed. If it's the music you care about, just don't expect anything special. Miike Snow Tunnel, 8:45 p.m. Photo by Ted Maider Deadmau5 concluded the rave portion of the evening, meaning people began to leave, but Miike Snow and LCD Soundsystem kept the vast majority of folks there for the rest of the night. The former, which played amidst a thick cloud of smoke, played to an enthusiastic but exhausted crowd -- an inevitable side effect of a long and relentlessly cold day. The Swedish band, which American singer Andrew Wyatt insisted was a band and not a person, strolled through songs like "Burial" and "Black and Blue", the latter of which went through a pretty ugly and unnecessary distortion job. However, Miike Snow nailed singles "Sylvia" and "Animal", the song that will never escape this band. "Animal", which seemed to go on extra long just for shits and giggles, obviously elicited the largest crowd response. LCD Soundsystem Bridge, 9:35 p.m. How do you follow up a career-defining headlining gig at the Hollywood Bowl with a short headlining set at a small festival? The way James Murphy and co. pulled it off was to do everything the same but cut out a few songs. Literally, we're talking the same set in practically the same order, minus "Get Innocuous!", "Someone Great", and "Losing My Edge". Those are three songs that it sucks to have missed out on. But let's focus on the positive, namely that LCD Soundsystem murdered this festival. As Murphy has neared the end of his tour -- like so many other acts at Treasure Island -- he and his band have begun playing "Dance Yrself Clean" live, and now it's hard to imagine being satisfied without hearing the This is Happening opener. Everyone knew when the beat was going to drop, everyone was waiting for it, and most reacted appropriately and danced thmselves clean. The other two This is Happening tracks which opened the set were also well received, although "Drunk Girls" is kind of a snoozer, at least coming between "Dance Yrself Clean" and "I Can Change". Photo by Ted Maider LCD continued to murder with "Daft Punk is Playing at My House", although the audience shockingly seemed to lose interest. This trend continued for the other old songs; there were singalongs for the new ones, but anything off of the self-titled (almost half the set) was met with half-assed response. Even "Tribulations", for God's sake. Was 2005 really that long ago? The band ignored Sound of Silver material with the exception of "All My Friends", which was probably not a wise choice for this crowd, but if Murphy is really going to be easing off of LCD Soundsystem in the coming years, it was the right choice. Photo by Ted Maider Lame crowd notwithstanding, the show was the best you could hope for in one hour and 15 minutes. Murphy really sings nowadays instead of just yelling into the mic, and you can tell his band is having a good time. The highlight was Murphy leading the audience in a slow clap which built directly into the opening of "Movement", which just so happens to shred live. Murphy acknowledged that the show was just too short, however: "I don't make the rules," he quipped as he introduced the final number, "Home". Finishing up at just after 10:50 p.m., LCD was not allowed an encore, which was expected given the strict start and end times to every set. Still, here's hoping Murphy comes back before he abandons the project. Sunday, October 17th Phosphorescent Tunnel, 12:00 p.m. Phosphorescent was booked for the main stage, but the weather had different plans for indie folk musician Matthew Houck and his band. Thankfully, no cancellations, because damn if Phosphorescent wasn't one of the best acts all day. There's no good reason Phosphorescent should have been on so early -- this meant a lot of people missing him, rain or not. Houck's guitarist Jesse Anderson Ainsley and his keyboardist Scott Stapleton were some of the most technically proficient musicians at the festival. Phosphorescent's set included a good mix of vocal harmonization and good, old-fashioned rock soloing. Houck is quite the musician himself, and an even better vocalist. "The Mermaid Parade", in particular, was a moment of brilliance. Photo by Harry Painter. The Mumlers Tunnel, 12:52 p.m. Photo by Ted Maider Thanks to Phosphorescent being switched to the Tunnel stage, The Mumlers held the distinction of being the only act with a snipped set time. The San Jose sextet, which was also the only act with a guitarist dressed like a pirate, was able to make it on stage 12 minutes after scheduled. The Mumlers, despite the pirate (bloody face makeup and all) and a french horn or two, got kind of lost in the shuffle of chill indie rock acts on Sunday. They're more than just an indie rock band, though -- they displayed classic rock, jazz, and folk sensibilities and aptly followed a Phosphorescent set everyone seemed to love. When The Mumlers weren't allowed to play their final song, the audience let out a loud groan. The pirate took it all in good humor, leaving us with "The greatest treasure was having you for an audience." Arrr, matey. Ra Ra Riot Bridge, 1:15 p.m. Photo by Ted Maider My, oh my, I can't believe I've ignored this band for so long. Ra Ra Riot is much more than a pretty cellist -- she also has a good voice. Kidding, kidding. Really, Ra Ra Riot was perfect. If you're a sucker for strings in your indie pop, jump on this bandwagon. The Syracuse sextet has a penchant for playing cheerful, emotional music with marching skins and sweeping strings. Frontman Wes Miles, who seems comfortable with the band's popularity, can make the main stage feel like the most intimate place on Earth, like you're up there with them just watching them rehearse. Ra Ra Riot will certainly be on much later next time the band plays this festival; the band was an absolute pleasure so early in the day. Papercuts Tunnel, 1:55 p.m. Local musician Jason Quever's project Papercuts is another act that failed to leave an impression amongst the several laid-back indie acts Sunday. Quever makes droning dream pop accompanied by soft, almost whispering vocals. He and his band had a couple of genuinely interesting moments, but the majority of Papercuts' set was background music. Superchunk Bridge, 2:30 p.m. The old guys of the festival, North Carolina's indie rock heroes Superchunk, were touring behind new album Majesty Shredding, their first album since 2001's Here's to Shutting Up. Superchunk's DIY riff-rock fit in just fine in an era when people suddenly care about Pavement again. The band played new tracks such as "Rosemarie", "Digging for Something", and "Crossed Wires", along with old faves like "Slack Motherfucker" and "Throwing Things". The band looked happy to be there, but also made a point whether they meant to or not -- bring back the fucking rock and roll. Photo by Ted Maider. The Sea and Cake Tunnel, 3:15 p.m. Photo by Ted Maider The Sea and Cake, which has opened for fellow Treasure Island band Broken Social scene in the past, probably isn't the best example of bringing back the fucking rock and roll, but the Chicago indie act did partake in some quality jamming. The Sea and Cake's set wandered into everything from chill surf rock (which was becoming quite tired by now) to smooth jazz to post-rock. The mood wasn't exactly befitting of the band, coming after Superchunk, but anyone who skipped The Sea and Cake is going to have to put the band on his list. She & Him Bridge, 4:00 p.m. Photo by Ted Maider If Zooey Deschanel wasn't the queen of all that is indie, She & Him would not be booked at every damn festival on the planet. Half the people there are watching for the novelty of seeing Deschanel sing -- and she's pretty good at it, but the songs are another story. They range from poppy indie folk to doo-wop anthems, none of which are very original. And while Deschanel can sing, she just lacks power, the same way Charlotte Gainsbourg does. Deschanel has the better voice, but she either gets drowned out by the band or simply trails off at the end of each line. M. Ward is a little more reliable on the guitar, but he couldn't save this set. If you were forgiving, however, you could have appreciated Deschanel's earnestness on the ballad "Take it Back" or her cheeriness on Vol. 2 track "In the Sun". Monotonix Tunnel, 4:50 p.m. My God, what did I get myself into here? These three hairy guys from Tel Aviv may have sounded nothing like they do in studio, but I wouldn't have known that beforehand and it wouldn't have mattered anyway. Where do we begin? Singer Ami Shalev was dressed like an aging former soccer player making a final comeback just to break some bones. Guitarist Yonatan Gat and drummer Haggai Fershtman looked like the guys MGMT modeled themselves after before turning it into a lame fashion trend. The band, Monotonix, doesn't play on stage. The trio set up in the middle of the crowd from the start and proceeded to jam. Shalev was all about crowd participation, standing on top of the bass drum, crowd surfing, going out of his way to make everyone part of the show. The crowd formed a circle around Monotonix, Gat doing his best to keep on track while being shoved from behind. Periodically, the band would pick up its instruments and relocate, with fans doing what they could to help (it's amazing the guitar cord made it through the show intact). The very indie crowd wasn't prepared for 40 minutes of garage punk between the She & Him and Broken Social Scene sets, but the mosh pits soon began. Anyone within 30 feet of the band couldn't hum a single line from a Monotonix song, but everyone will remember three things: the impromptu Shalev-led singalong to "A Hard Day's Night", Shalev dumping a bag of garbage onto Fershtman, and the finale of Shalev tossing a tom into the stacked drum kit. Shalev is no GG Allin, but crazy is crazy and he was crazy enough. [nggallery id=136] Photos by Harry Painter. Broken Social Scene Bridge, 5:35 p.m. It can only be described as a shame that Broken Social Scene was limited to 50 minutes, but that's the nature of Treasure Island -- it was actually one of the longest sets of the day. The band started things off with Forgiveness Rock Record track "Meet Me in the Basement", then quickly squeezed in some longtime favorites like "7/4 Shoreline" and "Texico Bitches", both of which rock so much more live than on record. No Emily Haines, but BSS managed a sweet rendition of "Anthems for a Seventeen Year-Old Girl". Photo by Ted Maider Kevin Drew dropped his guitar early on, which didn't seem to matter, as BSS has four or five guitarists at once. Drew joked that he literally breaks a guitar at every show, which may not have been a joke at all. By the end of the set, Drew took to the crowd, making sure to leave his mark on the fest in case the music wasn't enough. It really wasn't, but that's because there just wasn't enough of it. Surfer Blood Tunnel, 6:25 p.m. Photo by Ted Maider This band so deserves all that hype it gets. There was plenty enough surf rock going on at Treasure Island, but if it's good it's good, and none was better at it than Surfer Blood. Touring behind its only album Astro Coast, Surfer Blood tore through tracks like "Swim", "Take it Easy", and "Floating Vibes". The quintet even did a cover of Pavement's "Box Elder", which was appropriate considering the band is pretty much a cross between Pavement and Modest Mouse. The songs did blend together late in the set, being that most of them are similar in tone and tempo, but all in all Surfer Blood left a promising impression. Skipping even one song, the last song, to get a spot for The National was a tough decision. The National Bridge, 7:15 p.m. Yet it was the right decision, because The National was the best act at Treasure Island this year. The National has gotten better and better over the years, and in 2010 has found the ideal mix between being sensitive, artsy poets and outright rock stars. This is especially the case with the Brooklyn band's live output; songs that amount to midtempo hummers on record, like "Squalor Victoria" and "England", become fiery and full of rage when performed live. The difference is the Dessner brothers' love for loud, unhinged distortion and Matt Berninger's willingness to scream -- when Berninger gets red-faced and shouts "afraid of the house, because they're desperate to entertain," you realize he means every last word. Or maybe it's the wine he drinks before he performs. Photo by Harry Painter The National also appear increasingly comfortable being on stage. It takes a lot of confidence to be a rock star, and it didn't feel like the band had or wanted that confidence in 2008. Now, Berninger and the Dessners pose on stage and exchange witty banter like they're in a living room with 8,000 friends. "He doesn't let us wear suits," complained Bryce Dessner about Berninger's wardrobe choices. Berninger responded with, "Respect the suit; you guys are frumpy." Before "Slow Show", Dessner pointed out the song makes reference to Berninger's genitalia, to which Berninger clarified that it wasn't true: "A small area of the song is about my dick." The set was heavy on High Violet and Boxer stuff, including only the essentials from Alligator ("Abel", "Mr. November") and nothing from the band's early albums. This was doing pretty well for a one-hour festival set though, and the band covered a pretty good range of the stuff people wanted to hear. The National, at the end of its tour, played all the late-set mainstays in the expected order: "Fake Empire" into "Mr. November" into "Terrible Love" -- a lineup there's no complaining about. Dessner dedicated "Mr. November" to the Democrats, after which Berninger, not wanting to be uncool, dedicated "Terrible Love" to the Republicans, and then to babies, because "everyone loves babies." Rogue Wave Tunnel, 8:15 p.m. "Following The National sucks," sighed Zach Rogue, frontman of Oakland's Rogue Wave. He wasn't kidding, but his band held its own coming between the two big Sunday names on the smaller stage. Rogue Wave may have been the indiest band at this mercilessly indie musical gathering, but performances of songs like "Lake Michigan" and "Bird on a Wire" were anything but indie kitsch. The band made the performance something special by bringing out fellow Oakland musician Ted Nesseth of The Heavenly States for a collaboration. Both Rogue Wave and Nesseth had their fair share of supporters at the festival. Photo by Ted Maider Rogue Wave brought the politics much more readily than The National, dedicating "Solitary Gun", a track off the band's latest album, Permalight, to Oscar Grant, the man who was shot and killed by a police officer at an Oakland train station while face down and unarmed. Trade secret: If you want to get a Bay Area crowd on your side, it's a good idea to bring up Oscar Grant. The set consisted of material spanning Rogue Wave's career, and it felt like the band was a miniature headliner for the local folks. Nothing but love from the Bay Area audience. Belle & Sebastian Bridge, 9:05 p.m. There was no one more deserving to headline the Treasure Island fest than Belle & Sebastian, but the Scottish indie poppers were an anticlimactic close to a great festival. Any huge fan would have been just fine with the set -- it was heavy on If You're Feeling Sinister and Dear Catastrophe Waitress material, and gave equal attention to new album Write About Love. To top it all off, the band was accompanied by a five-piece string section. Stuart Murdoch was crowd-friendly, exchanging banter incessantly and even making a couple of kids' days by pointing them out in the audience. In fact, it was a good show. Belle & Sebastian just isn't the band to close a festival. Photo by Ted Maider Guitarist Stevie Jackson at one point led the crowd in a relatively complex singalong for new track "I'm Not Living in the Real World", featuring an "ooh" in three different keys. Jackson joked that we could handle it, because "San Francisco is a musical city." SF handled it just beautifully, and it was one of the highlights of the set. The band of course played "Piazza New York Catcher", which features lyrics about the San Francisco Giants playing the New York Mets, and also references SF's Tenderloin district. Murdoch remarked that he had not realized how many of Belle & Sebastian's songs were based on San Francisco. He then did a little pandering: "The Phillies don't stand a chance, man. Give it to them!" Sorry, Philadelphia, he's right. "The Boy with the Arab Strap" had people all the way across the grounds dancing jovially; this was on a weekend when people were reluctant to dance even on the dance day, and the talkers came in droves. But for this one song, Belle & Sebastian had everyone's attention and there was nothing but happiness in the air, which is kind of what this band is about. Photo by Ted Maider So what made this the wrong band to close the festival? It's just that they're so damn...twee. By about halfway through, Belle & Sebastian had overdosed us on the upbeat four-minute pop songs, and I just wanted them to depress me for once. Where was the soul? Belle & Sebastian is such a lovable band in moderation that it's hard to see how stale the band can get until it happens. Not once did Belle & Sebastian ever turn a head or wow anyone, not the way The National, LCD Soundsystem, or even Broken Social Scene did. Perhaps it just wasn't an ideal setlist. The performance never felt important, not even during the encore of "Judy & the Dream of Horses", which is a fantastic song, but not one with which to close a weekend of great music. Oh well. ]]> http://consequenceofsound.net/2010/10/cold-days-on-the-bay-cos-at-treasure-island-10/feed/ 6 http://consequenceofsound.net/2010/09/fall-concert-preview-2010-curing-the-no-festival-blues/ http://consequenceofsound.net/2010/09/fall-concert-preview-2010-curing-the-no-festival-blues/#comments http://c438342.r42.cf2.rackcdn.com//wp-content/uploads/2010/09/fall-tour-2010.jpg Wed, 22 Sep 2010 19:23:50 +0000 Philip Cosores http://consequenceofsound.net/?p=69993 When Austin City Limits closes out with a riveting performance by The Eagles, the end of the music festival season will have technically occurred, forcing music fans to wait half a year for South by Southwest to restart the whole thing again. We had some good times, though, didn’t we? Well, we did, trust me (see here, here, and here). Of course, there would be no point in writing reviews if they were all good times (see here, here, and here). But now what? Are we just expected to make fake Coachella posters and refresh message board browsers while slowly gaining back the weight we lost due to six months of constant dehydration?

Well, today we bring you some ideas for keeping your finances on the brink of disaster, your workdays unproductive, and your body out of the house – except when you need to make your daily stop at CoS, that is. (Please note: We fully endorse those three hours you veg-out on our site.) So, without further adieu, here’s our “Simple Cures for the No-Festival Blues”…

Arcade Fire

Treatment Method: Arcade Fire is the event live-band in the world, drawing on three stellar albums for a career spanning show, assuring you will like pretty much every song they play.

Prognosis: West Coast has ample opportunity, and I’d guess they’ll do it again next year.

When and Where:
09/22 – St. Paul, MN @ Roy Wilkins Arena
09/23 – Winnipeg, MB @ MTS Centre
09/25 – Saskatoon, SK @ Credit Untion Centre
09/26 – Calgary, AB @ Stampede Corral
09/28 – Vancouver, BC @ Pacific Coliseum
09/29 – Seattle, WA @ Key Arena
09/30 – Portland, OR @ Memorial Coliseum
10/02 – Berkeley, CA @ Greek Theatre
10/05 – Big Sur, CA @ Henry Miller Library
10/07 – Los Angeles, CA @ Shirne Auditorium
10/08 – Los Angeles, CA @ Shirne Auditorium
10/10 – Mexico City, MX @ Palacio de los Deportes
10/12 – Monterrey, MX @ Banamex Theater
11/18 – Lisbon, PT @ Atlantica Pavilion
11/20 – Madrid, ES @ Palacio de Deportes
11/21 – Barcelona, ES @ Palau Sant Jordi
11/24 – Marseille, FR @ Le Dome
11/26 – Lyon, FR @ Halle Tony Garnier
11/28 – Munich, DE @ Zenith
11/29 – Dusseldorf, DE @ Philipshalle
12/01 – London, UK @ Arena
12/02 – London, UK @ Arena
12/05 – Dublin, IE @ O2
12/08 – Birmingham, UK @ LG Arena
12/09 – Cardiff, UK @ Arena
12/11 – Manchester, UK @ Central
12/12 – Glasgow, UK @ SECC

Sample Setlist: Ready to Start/Neighborhood #2 (Laika)/No Cars Go/Haïti/Half Light II (No Celebration)/Empty Room/The Suburbs/The Suburbs (Continued)/Ocean of Noise/Keep the Car Running/We Used to Wait/Neighborhood #3 (Power Out)/Rebellion (Lies)/Month of May/Neighborhood #1 (Tunnels)/Encore/Intervention/ Sprawl II (Mountains Beyond Mountains)/Wake Up  {Atlanta}

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Sufjan Stevens

Treatment Method: Sufjan Stevens rarely gets out of New York these days, so when his fall tour was announced, something seemed fishy. Then came the spontaneous EP, All Delighted People, and all was explained, but not really because another, actual album will be out in October. Confused? We all are. Sort out who Stevens is in concert, and hopefully gain an appreciation for how his catalog, old and new, works together. I guess this is advice for both the concert goer and Stevens.

Prognosis: You will swoon no matter what he plays, but hopefully he remembers his audience.

When and Where:
10/12 – Montreal, QC @ Metropolis Theater
10/13 – Toronto, ON @ Massey Hall
10/14 – Royal Oak, MI @ Royal Oak Music Theater
10/15 – Chicago, IL @ Chicago Theater
10/16 – Minneapolis, MN @ Orpheum Theater
10/17 – Kansas City, MO @ Uptown Theater
10/19 – Austin, TX @ The Long Center for Performing Arts
10/20 – Dallas, TX @ McFarlin Memorial Auditorium
10/22 – Mesa, AZ @ Mesa Arts Center – Ikeda Theater
10/23 – Los Angeles, CA @ The Wiltern
10/24 – Los Angeles, CA @ The Wiltern
10/26 – Oakland, CA @ The Paramount Theater
10/28 – Vancouver, BC @ Orpheum Theater
10/29 – Portland, OR @ Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall
10/30 – Seattle, WA @ The Paramount Theatre
11/01 – Salt Lake City, UT @ Kingsbury Hall
11/02 – Denver, CO @ Paramount Theatre
11/04 – Indianapolis, IN @ Hilbert Circle Theatre
11/05 – Knoxville, TN @ Bijou Theatre
11/06 – Atlanta, GA @ The Tabernacle
11/07 – Asheville, NC @ Thomas Wolfe Auditorium
11/10 – Philadelphia, PA @ Kimmel Center
11/11 – Boston, MA @ Orpheum Theatre
11/14 – New York, NY @ Beacon Theatre
11/15 – New York, NY @ Beacon Theatre

Sample Setlist: The Mistress Witch From McClure (Or, the Mind That Knows Itself)/Impossible Souls/Concerning the UFO Sighting Near Highland, Illinois/The Transfiguration/All Delighted People/Majesty Snowbird/Casimir Pulaski Day/There’s Too Much Love/Owl & Tanager (Barn Owl, Silent Killer)/Seven Swans/Detroit, Lift Up Your Weary Head! (Rebuild! Restore! Reconsider!)/John Wayne Gacy, Jr./Age of Adz/Come On! Feel the Illinoise!/Encore/The Dress Looks Nice on You/Jacksonville {Brooklyn}

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Gorillaz

Treatment Method: For a group that’s used to producing special engagements, taking the show on the road will not be easy, but if the Gorillaz can make every night feel like a festival headlining set, it might be the must-see show of the fall.

Prognosis: Keep your expectations reasonable, appreciate any special guest that may appear, and enjoy one of the best musical minds in rock history bring tunes that should be able to stand on their own.

When and Where:
10/03 – Montreal, QC @ Bell Centre
10/05 – Wallingford, CT @ Oakdale Theatre
10/06 – Boston, MA @ Agganis Arena
10/08 – New York, NY @ Madison Square Garden
10/10 – Camden, NJ @ Susquehanna Bank Center
10/11 – Fairfax, VA @ Patriot Center
10/13 – Detroit, MI @ Fox Theatre
10/14 – Toronto, ON @ Air Canada Centre
10/16 – Chicago, IL @ UIC Pavilion
10/17 – Minneapolis, MN @ Target Center
10/19 – Houston, TX @ Toyota Center
10/20 – Dallas, TX @ Verizon Theatre
10/22 – Austin, TX @ Frank Erwin Center
10/24 – Denver, CO @ Wells Fargo Theatre
10/26 – Phoenix, AZ @ Dodge Theatre
10/27 – Los Angeles, CA @ Gibson Amphitheatre
10/30 – Oakland, CA @ Oracle Arena
11/02 – Seattle, WA @ Key Arena
11/03 – Vancouver, BC @ Rogers Arena
11/11 – Dublin, IE @ O2 Arena
11/12 – Manchester, UK @ Evening News Arena
11/14 – London, UK @ O2 Arena
11/15 – Amsterdam, NL @ Heineken Music Hall
11/16 – London, UK @ O2 Arena
11/17 – Birmingham, UK @ NIA
11/18 – Brighton, UK @ Centre
11/21 – Berlin, DE @ Velodrom
11/22 – Antwerp, BE @ Lotto
11/23 – Paris, FR @ Zenith
11/25 – Antwerp, BE @ Lotton
12/03 – Hong Kong @ Asia World Arena
12/06 – Perth, AU @ Burswood Dome
12/08 – Adelaide, AU @ Entertainment Centre
12/11 – Melbourne, AU @ Rod Laver
12/16 – Sydney, AU @ Entertainment Centre
12/19 – Brisbane, AU @ Entertainment Centre
12/21 – Auckland, NZ @ Vector Arena

Sample Setlist: Orchestral Intro/Welcome to the World of the Plastic Beach/Last Living Souls/Kids With Guns/O Green World/Stylo/On Melancholy Hill/Rhinestone Eyes/Broken/Empire Ants/Dirty Harry/White Flag/Superfast Jellyfish/DARE/Glitter Freeze/Some Kind of Nature/El Mañana/Cloud of Unknowing/Pirate Jet/Encore/Fire Coming Out of the Monkey’s Head/To Binge/Feel Good Inc./Clint Eastwood {London}

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LCD Soundsystem w/ Hot Chip and/or Sleigh Bells

Treatment Method: James Murphy has the LCD Soundsystem live show down to a science, which means if you’ve already seen it this year, you might be short on surprises. But if you haven’t, then this could be the last chance and probably the best time, with excellent support in former labelmates Hot Chip and up-and-coming electronic nu-rock act Sleigh Bells.

Prognosis: Murphy said the project may be done after this record and this seems like it should be the end of touring for it… so… so…

When and Where:
09/23 – Montclair, NJ @ The Wellmont Theatre
09/24 – Philadelphia, PA @ Philadelphia Naval Shipyard Pier #1
09/25 – Columbia, MD @ Virgin Mobile FreeFest
09/27 – Burlington, VT @ Memorial Auditorium
09/28 – Boston, MA @ Orpheum Theatre
10/01 – Clinton, NY @ Hamilton College
10/02 – Charlottesville, VA @ Charlottesville Pavilion
10/04 – Atlanta, GA @ Tabernacle
10/05 – Orlando, FL @ Hard Rock Live
10/06 – Miami, FL @ The Fillmore
10/08 – Houston, TX @ Verizon Amphitheater
10/09 – Austin, TX @ Austin City Limits
10/12 – Las Vegas, NV @ Pearl
10/15 – Los Angeles, CA @ Hollywood Bowl
10/16 – San Francisco, CA @ Treasure Island Festival
10/20 – Denver, CO @ The Fillmore
10/22 – Milwaukee, WI @ The Rave
10/23 – St. Paul, MN @ Roy Wilkins Auditorium
10/25 – Chicago, IL @ Aragon Ballroom
10/27 – Detroit, MI @ The Fillmore
11/06 – Barcelona, ES @ Razzmatazz
11/08 – Paris, FR @ Blackrock Festival
11/10 – London, UK @ Alexandra Palace
11/12 – Cardiff, UK @ Cardiff Arena
11/13 – Sheffield, UK @ Arena
11/15 – Manchester, UK @ Apollo
11/17 – Glasgow, UK @ Barrowlands
11/18 – Glasgow, UK @ Barrowlands
11/19 – Dublin, IE @ Tripod
11/20 – Dublin, IE @ Tripod
11/21 – Dublin, IE @ Tripod

Sample Setlist: Us v Them/Drunk Girls/Get Innocuous/Yr City’s a Sucker/Pow Pow/Daft Punk Is Playing At My House/All I Want/All My Friends/I Can Change/Tribulations/Movement/Yeah/Encore/Someone Great/Losing My Edge/New York, I Love You But You’re Bringing Me Down {Ghent}

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Massive Attack w/ Thievery Corporation

Treatment Method: If Massive Attack keeps touring like this, people will forget that their tours are few and far between. But they sure made up for the four years without a traveling show, surprising fans with a second trip across the states to match their spring stops. This time, though, the venues are bigger, making way for Thievery Corporation to bring some of their fans in every night.

Prognosis: Here you get two festival all-stars who could be absent from your town for a long time. But bring a date and not the homies.

When and Where:
10/15 – Chicago, IL @ Riviera Theatre
10/18 – Montreal, QC @ Bell Centre
10/19 – Boston, MA @ Orpheum Theater
10/21 – New York, NY @ Beacon Theatre
10/22 – New York, NY @ Beacon Theatre
10/23 – Atlantic City, NJ @ Borgata Hotel
10/26 – Miami, FL @ Bayfront Park Amphitheater
10/27 – Orlando, FL @ Hard Rock Live
10/29 – Atlanta, GA @ Fox Theatre
10/30 – Asheville, NC @ Asheville Civic Center (MoogFest)
11/01 – Dallas, TX @ Palladium Ballroom
11/04 – San Diego, CA @ RIMAC Arena
11/05 – Santa Barbara, CA @ Santa Barbara Bowl
11/06 – Berkley, CA @ Greek Theatre
11/07 – Los Angeles, CA @ Gibson Ampitheatre

Sample Setlist: United Snakes/Babel/Risingson/Girl I Love You/Future Proof/Invade Me/Teardrop/Mezzanine/Angel/Safe From Harm/Inertia Creeps/Encore/Splitting The Atom/Unfinished Sympathy/Atlas Air

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A Perfect Circle

Treatment Method: A reunion of sorts, though not really a surprising one, as the five-piece has been discussing a tour or an album or both since 2008. But Maynard James Keenan is a busy man, so you can’t blame A Perfect Circle for waiting until the timing was right. And at least they are making it special, performing multiple dates in cities and playing their albums in its entirety.

Prognosis: This may be a warm-up for something more, it might be a quick paycheck. Either way, look into getting a pass for all the shows in your city if you live out west.

When and Where:
11/04 – Tempe, AZ @ Marquee Theatre (Mer de)
11/05 – Tempe, AZ @ Marquee Theatre (Thirteenth Step)
11/06 – Tempe, AZ @ Marquee Theatre (eMOTIVe)
11/08 – Los Angeles, CA @ Avalon (Mer de)
11/09 – Los Angeles, CA @ Avalon (Thirteenth Step)
11/10 – Los Angeles, CA @ Avalon (eMOTIVe)
11/12 – Seattle, WA @ Showbox at the Market (Mer de)
11/13 – Seattle, WA @ Showbox at the Market (Thirteenth Step)
11/14 – Seattle, WA @ Showbox at the Market (eMOTIVe)
11/16 – San Francisco, CA @ The Fillmore (Mer de)
11/17 – San Francisco, CA @ The Fillmore (Thirteenth Step)
11/18 – San Francisco, CA @ The Fillmore (eMOTIVe)
11/20 – Las Vegas, NV @ The Pearl (Mer de)
11/21 – Las Vegas, NV @ The Pearl (Thirteenth Step)

Sample Setlist: Um, they are playing the albums…

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Brandon Flowers

Treatment Method: Let’s face the facts: No matter what critics say about Flowers’ first solo offering, his rabid fans will love him and his music. Maybe seeing B. Flow in concert will provide answers to the fiery debate. Maybe it will further polarize people’s opinions. Regardless, it’s a big fall tour and he’ll probably throw in a couple Killers’ cuts.

Prognosis: If you’re into him, you’re probably already in line…

When and Where:
09/22 – Dublin, IE @ The Academy
09/26 – Cologne, DE @ E-Werk
09/27 – Brussels, BE @ Ancienne Belgique
09/28 – Amsterdam, NL @ Paradiso
09/29 – Paris, FR @ Cabaret Sauvage
10/01 -  Berlin, DE @ Huxleys
10/03 – Zurich, CH @ Kaufleuten
10/04 – Milan, IT @ Alcatrazz
10/05 – Rome, IT @ Circolo Degli Artisti
10/08 – Barcelona, ES @ Razzmatazz
10/09 – Madrid, ES @ La Riviera
10/12 – Glasgow, UK @ Academy
10/13 – Leeds, UK @ Academy
10/14 – Liverpool, UK @ O2 Academy
10/16 – Manchester, UK @ Academy
10/17 – London, UK @ HMV Forum
10/18 – Birmingham, UK @ Academy
10/19 – London, UK @ O2 Academy
11/10 – Los Angeles, CA @ The Wiltern
11/11 – Oakland, CA @ Fox Theater
11/13 – Portland, OR @ Roseland Theater
11/14 – Seattle, WA @ Shoowbox SoD
11/15 – Vancouver, BC @ Commodore Ballroom
11/17 – Salt Lake City, UT @ The Depot
11/18 – Denver, CO @ Ogden Theatre
11/21 – Minneapolis, MN @ First Avenue
11/24 – Royal Oak, MI @ Royal Oak Music Theatre
11/26 – Boston, MA @ House of Blues
11/28 – Philadelphia, PA @ Electric Factory
11/29 – Washington, DC @ 9:30 Club
12/02 – New York, NY @ Hammerstein Ballroom
12/04 – Toronto, ON @ Sound Academy

Sample Setlist: Gentle Sons/On the Floor/Crossfire/Magdalena/Bette Davis Eyes/Jilted Lovers & Broken Hearts/Was it Something I Said?/Hard Enough/Are You Lonesome Tonight?/Losing Touch/Only the Young/Swallow It/Playing With Fire/When You Were Young {London}

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Grinderman

Treatment Method: It’s been nearly three years since the screeching guitars of Nick Cave’s Grinderman project have played in the states. But Cave is a professional showman, and the room that these shows are at will keep things intimate. No sample setlists.

Prognosis: These shows are not something you should regularly expect, so take advantage while you can.

When and Where:
09/25 – Nottingham, UK @ Nottingham Rock City
09/27 – Leeds, UK @ Leeds University
09/28 – Glasgow, UK @ Barrowlands
09/29 – Manchester, UK @ Manchester Academy
10/01 – London, UK @ Hammersmith Apollo
10/02 – London, UK @ The Coronet
10/04 – Lausanne, CH @ Les Docks
10/05 – Zurich, CH @ Volkhaus
10/06 – Milan, IT @ Live
10/07 – Rome, IT @ Atlantico
10/09 – Ljubljana, SL @ Krizanke
10/10 – Vienna, AT @ Gasometer
10/11 – Munich, DE @ Muffathalle
10/13 – Leipzig, DE @ Haus Auensee
10/14 – Berlin, DE @ Columbiahalle
10/15 – Cologne, DE @ E-Werk
10/17 – Brussels, BE @ Ancienne Belgique
10/18 – Brussels, BE @ Ancienne Belgique
10/20 – Utrecht, NL @ MCV
10/21 – Hamburg, DE @ Docks
10/23 – Copenhagen, DK @ Falkoner Theatre
10/24 – Randers, DK @ Power Station
10/26 – Paris, FR @ Cite de la Music
10/28 – Groningen, NL @ Groningen De Oosterpoort
11/11 – Toronto, ON @ Phoenix
11/12 – Montreal, QC @ Metropolis
11/13 – Boston, MA @ House of Blues
11/14 – New York, NY @ Nokia Theatre
11/16 – Washington, DC @ 9:30 Club
11/18 – Atlanta, GA @ Variety Playhouse
11/19 – Nashville, TN @ Cannery Ballroom
11/20 – Memphis, TN @ Minglewood Hall
11/22 – Chicago, IL @ Riviera Theatre
11/23 – Minneapolis, MN @ First Avenue
11/26 – Vancouver, BC @ Commodore Ballroom
11/27 – Seattle, WA @ King Cat Theater
11/29 – San Francisco, CA @ The Warfield
11/30 – Los Angeles, CA @ The Music Box
12/01 – San Diego, CA @ House of Blues

Sample Setlist: None

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Interpol

Treatment Method: While a vocal contingent may be shouting “play your old songs” from the back, you’ll be sure to get a big helping of tracks from their new, self-titled album. Although the rooms will be less than intimate, Interpol‘s moody atmosphere should have no problem filling it.

Prognosis: I’d expect to see Interpol to t0ur well into next year, but this will be your best chance to enjoy the new songs while they’re still fresh.

When and Where:
09/22 – Brussels, BE @ Stade Roi Boudoin
09/23 – Brussels, BE @ Stade Roi Boudoin
09/25 – Bordeaux, FR @ Le Vigean
09/26 – San Sebastian, ES @ Estadio Anoeta
09/28 – Granada, ES @ La Industrial Copera
09/29 – Seville, ES @ Olympic Stadium
10/01 – Santiago, ES @ Santiago De Compostela
10/02 – Coimbra, PT @ Estadio Cidade Coimbra
10/03 – Coimbra, PT @ Estadio Cidade Coimbra
10/05 – Bilboa, ES @ Rockstar Barakaldo
10/06 – Toulouse, FR @ Li Bikini
10/08 – Rome, IT @ Olympic Stadium
10/16 – Mexico City, MX @ Capital Festival
10/18 – Oakland, CA @ Fox Theater
10/19 – Pomona, CA @ Fox Theater
10/21 – San Diego, CA @ SOMA
10/22 – Las Vegas, NV @ The Joint
10/23 – Los Angeles, CA @ The Greek
10/25 – Denver, CO @ Ogden Theater
10/27 – Dallas, TX @ Palladium
10/28 – Austin, TX @ Stubb’s
10/29 – Houston, TX @ Verizon Wireless Theater
10/31 – New Orleans, LA @ Voodoo Experience
11/01 – Atlanta, GA @ Tabernacle
11/03 – Washington, DC @ Constitution Hall
11/04 – Philadelphia, PA @ Tower Theatre
11/05 – New York, NY @ United Palace
11/12 – Lisbon, PT @ Campo Pequeño
11/13 – Madrid, ES @ Palacio Vistalegre
11/14 – Barcelona, ES @ San Jordi Club
11/16 – Marseille, FR @ Dock Du Sud
11/17 – Milan, IT @ Palasharp
11/18 – Vienna, AT @ Gasometer
11/20 – Berlin, DE @ Tempodrom
11/21 – Amsterdam, NL @ Heineken Music Hall
11/22 – Dortmund, DE @ Westfalenhalle 2
11/24 – Nottingham, UK @ Rock City
11/25 – Newcastle, UK @ O2 Academy
11/26 – Birmingham, UK @ O2 Academy
11/27 – Edinburgh, UK @ Corn Exchange
11/29 – Dublin, IE @ Olympia
11/30 – Dublin, IE @ Olympia
12/01 – Dublin, IE @ Olympia
12/03 – Manchester, UK @ Apollo
12/04 – Liverpool, UK @ Liverpool University
12/06 – London, UK @ O2 Academy Brixton
12/07 – London, UK @ O2 Academy Brixton

Sample Setlist: Success/Say Hello To The Angels/C’Mere/Summer Well/Rest My Chemistry/Evil/Barricade/Lights/Narc/Take You On A Cruise/Stella Was A Diver And She Was Always Down/Try It On/Not Even Jail/Obstacle 1/Encore/NYC/Slow Hands/PDA {Paris}

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Standing Room Only

Besides the aforementioned concert events, not to mention tours from countless 0thers, there is a nearly overwhelming collection of small shows to keep you busy throughout the colder months. Hell, see one everyday and you’ll feel like you are at a festival…a  festival where it’s perpetually daylight and the night bands never come. Here’s a few that we want to see:

Black Mountain/The Black Angels: Major cities on both coasts and a healthy swing through the south will allow fans of the darker rock world to get their fix.

10/28 – Chicago, IL @ Metro
10/30 – Buffalo, NY @ Tralf Music Hall
10/31 – Toronto, ON @ Phoenix Concert Theatre
11/01 – Montreal, QC @ La Tulipe
11/02 – Boston, MA @ Paradise
11/03 – New York, NY @ Bowery Ballroom
11/06 – Philadelphia, NY @ Theatre of Living Arts
11/07 – Washington, DC @ 9:30 Club
11/09 – Louisville, KY @ Headliners
11/10 – Asheville, NC @ Grey Eagle
11/11 – Nashville, TN @ Mercy Lounge
11/12 – Atlanta, GA @ The Earl
11/13 – Orlando, FL @ The Social
11/15 –  Birmingham, AL @ The Bottletree
11/16 – New Orleans, LA @ Tipitina’s
11/17 – Houston, TX @ Warehouse Live
11/19 – Austin, TX @ La Zona Rosa
11/20 – Dallas, TX @ Kessler Theater
11/22 – Tempe, AZ @ The Clubhouse
11/24 – Los Angeles, CA @ El Rey Theatre
11/26 – San Francisco, CA @ The Fillmore
11/28 – Portland, OR @ Wonder Ballroom
11/29 – Seattle, WA @ The Showbox
11/30 – Vancouver, BC @ The Commodore Ballroom

The Thermals: Sure, singer Hutch Harris is a friend of the site, but they’re still pretty rad in concert, where you will get plenty of thoughtful lyrics and punk-influenced backing in an intimate setting.

09/25 – Bellingham, WA @ Wild Buffalo
09/26 – Spokane, WA @ The Seaside
09/27 – Billings, MT @ The Railyard Ale House
09/29 – Fargo, MD @ The Aquarium (Dempsey’s Upstairs)
09/30 – Minneapolis, MN @ Triple Rock Social Club
10/01 – Iowa City, IA @ The Mill
10/02 – Madison, WI @ The Annex
10/03 – Chicago, IL @ Logan Square Auditorium
10/04 – Bloomington, IN @ Rhino’s
10/06 – Detroit, MI @ Magic Stick
10/07 – Cincinnati, OH @ Northside Tavern
10/08 – Cleveland, OH @ Beachland Ballroom
10/09 – Toronto, ON @ Lee’s Palace
10/10 – Ithaca, NY @ Castaways
10/12 – Philadelphia, PA @ First Unitarian Church
10/13 – New York, NY @ Irving Plaza
10/14 – Boston, MA @ Paradise Rock Club
10/15 – Washington, DC @ Black Cat
10/17 – Mt. Pleasant, SC @ Village Tavern
10/19 – Athens, GA @ 40 Watt
10/20 – Nashville, TN @ Exit/In
10/21 – Birmingham, AL @ Bottle Tree
10/22 – New Orleans, LA @ One Eyed Jacks
10/23 – Austin, TX @ Red 7
10/24 – Dallas, TX @ Granada Theater
10/28 – Denver, CO @ The Bluebird Theater
10/29 – Salt Lake City, UT @ Urban Lounge
10/30 – Boise, ID @ Neurolux

Delorean – One of my favorite discoveries of the year, even though we first started listening last year. Their live show owns their already excellent albums. Don’t miss out!

09/25 – Brisbane, AU @ Parklife Brisbane
09/26 – Perth, AU @ Parklife Perth
10/02 – Melbourne, AU @ Parklife Melbourne
10/03  - Syndey, AU @ Parlife Sydney
10/04 – Adelaide, AU @ Parklife Adelaide
10/21 – Madrid, ES @ La Riviera
10/23 – Sevilla, ES @ Teatro Central
11/05 – Denton, TX @ Hailey’s
11/06 – Austin, TX @ Fun Fun Fun Fest
11/08 – Phoenix, AZ @ Rhythm Room
11/10 – San Francisco, CA @ GAMH
11/13 – Vancouver, BC @ Biltmore Cabaret
11/16 – Minneapolis, MN @ 7th St. Entry
11/17 – Chicago, IL @ Lincoln Hall
11/18 – Toronto, ON @ Mod Club
11/19 – Montreal, QC @Le Belmont
11/20 – Cambridge, MA @ Middle East Downstairs
11/21 – New York, NY @ Bowery Ballroom
11/22 – Philadelphia, PA @ First Unitarian Church
11/23 – Washington, DC @ Rock and Roll Hotel
11/24 – Brooklyn, NY @ Music Hall of Williamsburg

Best Coast - The Michael Roffman-approved sunny-day soundtrack comes with a quick wit and a band next-door personality. Plus, their songs catch you… whether you like it or not.

09/21 – Cleveland, OH @ Grog Shop
09/22 – Columbus, OH @ The Summit
09/23 – Cincinnati, OH @ Midpoint Music Festival
09/24 – Detroit, MI @ Magic Stick
09/25 – Toronto, ON @ Lee’s Palace
09/27 – Montreal, QC @ La Sala Rossa
09/28 – Cambridge, MA @ Middle East
09/29 – New York, NY @ Bowery Ballroom
09/30 – Brooklyn, NY @ Music Hall of Williamsburg
10/02 – Lawrence, KS @ Scion Garage Fest
10/26 – San Francisco, CA – Great American Music Hall
10/28 – Portland, OR – Holocene
10/29 – Vancouver, British Columbia – Cobalt
10/30 – Seattle, WA – Neumo’s
10/31 – Spokane, WA – Stage 54
11/02 – Salt Lake City, UT – Urban Lounge
11/03 – Denver, CO – Bluebird
11/05 – Dallas, TX – Granada
11/06 – Houston, TX – Mango’s
11/07 – Austin, TX – Fun Fun Fun Fest
11/09 – Phoenix, AZ – Rhythm Room
11/10 – San Diego, CA – Casbah
11/13 – West Hollywood, CA – Troubadour
11/14 – West Hollywood, CA – Troubadour
11/29 – Manchester, UK @ Ruby Lounge
11/30 – Birmingham, UK @ Glee Club
12/01 – London, UK @ Scala
12/03 – Paris, FR @ Noveau Casino
12/04 – Zurich, CH @ Mascotte
12/05 – Munich, DE @ Atomic Cafe
12/07 – Cologne, DE @ MTC
12/08 – Brussels, BE @ AB Club
12/10 – Minhead, UK @ The Bowlie Weekender 2
12/12 – Amsterdam, NL @ Bitterzoet
12/13 – Hamburg, DE @ Beatlemania
12/14 – Berlin, DE @ Magnet
12/15 – Malmo, SE @ Debaser
12/16 – Malmo, SE @ Debaser

Deerhunter – With Halcyon Digest currently making its way around the internet, fans can start plotting the logistics of when and where they will see how Bradford Cox and Co. can transform these songs and create what is becoming a reputable and unpredictable live experience. One time I saw him try to eat a microphone. Seriously. Plus, chances are that Real Estate or Deakin will be opening in your city…

10/01 – Atlanta, GA @ Variety Playhouse
10/09 – Chapel Hill, NC @ Cat’s Cradle
10/12 – Washington, DC @ 9:30 Club
10/13 – Philadelphia, PA @ Starlite Ballroom
10/15 – New York, NY @ Webster Hall
10/17 – Montreal, QC @ La Tulipe
10/19 – Toronto, ON @ Opera House
10/20 – Detroit, MI @ Metro
10/21 – Cleveland, OH @ Beachland Ballroom
10/22 – Chicago, IL @ Metro
10/23 – Minneapolis, MN @ Fine Line
10/26 – Vancouver, BC @ Commodore
10/27  – Seattle, WA @ Showbox
10/28 – Portland, OR @ Wonder Ballroom
10/29 – San Francisco, CA @ Great American Music Hall
10/30 – San Francisco, CA @ Slim’s
11/01 – Los Angeles, CA @ Henry Fonda Theatre
11/03 – Phoenix, AZ @ Clubhouse
11/05 – Dallas, TX @ Granada Theater
11/07 – Austin, TX @ Fun Fun Fun Fest
11/08 – New Orleans, LA @ House of Blues
11/09 – Birmingham, AL @ Bottletree
11/10 – Nashville, TN @ Exit In

Superchunk – Often forgotten as the influential indie-artists that they are, both on record and behind the scenes with Merge Records, Superchunk just released a solid album and delving into their back catalogue would be a rewarding experience for the uninitiated. They don’t tour often, so see them if you can

09/22 – Philadelphia, PA @ Trocadero
09/23 – Montreal, QC @ Le National
10/02 – Las Vegas, NV @ Matador At 21
10/13 – Vancouver, BC @ Venue
10/14 – Seattle, WA @ Showbox at the Market
10/15 – Portland, OR @ Wonder Ballroom
10/17 – San Francisco, CA @ Treasure Island Festival
10/19 – Los Angeles, CA @ The Music Box
12/09 – Toronto, ON @ Sound Academy

Dean Wareham - Another influential and underrated band, Galaxie 500, didn’t have a long existence, but their songs will be revisited by mastermind Dean Wareham on a tour made for music geeks. Have no idea who I am talking about? Combine with Superchunk and have a great week discovering new old music. Or check out Wareham at small venues in select cities.

11/10 – San Diego, CA @ Anthology
11/11 - Los Angeles, CA @ The Troubadour
11/13 – San Francisco, CA @ The Fillmore
12/03 – Chicago, IL @ Lincoln Hall
12/04 – Chicago, IL @ Lincoln Hall

No Age - Everything in Between is one of the best albums of the year, and No Age are going to tour the world in support of it. If you have any sort of inclination to like No Age, their live show will make you like them more. If you don’t, it won’t convince you and you’ll be upset when you leave sweaty, banged-up, drunk and alone. But that’s the way the rest of us like it.

10/04 – Sussex, UK @ Audio
10/05 – Cardiff, UK @ Barfly
10/06 – Norwich, UK @ Art Centre
10/07 – Newcastle, UK @ The Cluny
10/08 – Sheffield, UK @ Rollerpalooza
10/09 – Glasgow, UK @ Stereo
10/10 – Dublin, IE @ Whelans
10/12 – Leeds, UK @ Brudenell Social Club
10/13 – Manchester, UK @ Night And Day
10/14 – London, UK @ XOYO
10/15 – Amsterdam, NL @ Trouw Amsterdam
10/16 – Paris, FR @ Point Ephemere
10/18 – Antwerp, BE @ Trix
10/19 – Kortrijk, BE @ De Kreun
10/23 – Prague, CZ @ Meet Factory
10/24 – Colmar, FR @ Le Grillen
10/25 – Lasaunne, CH @ Le Romandie
10/27 – Slovenia, SL @ Menza pri koritu
10/29 – Turin, IT @ Spazio 211
10/30 – Bologna, IT @ Covo Club
10/31 – Winterthur, CH @ Salzhaus
11/02 – Berlin, DE @ Festsaal Kreuzberg
11/04 – Copenhagen, DK @ Loppen
11/05 – Stockholm, SE @ Debaser
11/06 – Oslo, NO @ Garage
11/07 – Aarhus, DK @ Voxhall
11/13 – Princeton, NJ @ Terrace F. Club
11/16 – Cambridge, MA @ Middle East
11/17 – Montreal, QC @ La Sala Rossa
11/18 – Toronto, ON @ Polish Combatants Hall
11/19 – Detroit, MI @ Magic Stick
11/20 – Cleveland, OH @ Grog Shop
11/22 – Madison, WI @ Majestic Theatre
11/23 – Minneapolis, MN @ 7th Street Entry
11/26 – Seattle, WA @ Neumos
11/27 – Vancouver, BC @ The Rickshaw Theatre
11/28 – Portland, OR @ Holocene
11/29 – Nampa, ID @ Flying M Coffee
11/30 – Salt Lake City, UT @ Kilby Court
12/01 – Denver, CO @ Bluebird Theater
12/02 – Albuquerque, NM @ Launchpad
12/03 – Tempe, AZ @ The Clubhouse
01/08 – Tucson, AZ @ Club Congress
01/10 – Dallas, TX @ Sons of Hermann
01/11 – Austin, TX @ The Mohawk
01/12 – Houston, TX @ Fitzgerald’s
01/16 – Gainsville, FL @ Common Grounds
01/18 – Miami, FL @ Grand Central
01/19 – Orlando, FL @ Blackbooth
01/21 – Atlanta, GA @ Drunken Unicorn
01/22 – Asheville, NC @ The Grey Eagle
01/23 – Knoxville, TN @ Pilot Light
01/24 – Nashville, TN @ Exit/In
01/25 – Memphis, TN @ Hi Tone Cafe
01/26 – Little Rock, AR @ Revolution Music
01/27 – Tulsa, OK @ Cain’s Ballroom

Ariel Pink’s Haunted Graffiti /Os Mutantes - Despite whether or not I would enjoy this show, Ariel Pink’s Haunted Grafitti are becoming a live presence on the scene and have lined-up 60′s Tropicalia pioneers Os Mutantes to help them convert new fans accross the states. Seriously, this is like a hipsters wet dream. If you have a mustache or enjoy wearing Larry Bird-style gym shorts, have a fun, drug-induced night with these bands.

11/05 – Dallas, TX @ Palladium Showroom
11/06 – Austin, TX @ Fun Fun Fun Fest
11/07 – Houston, TX @ Fitzgeralds
11/08 – New Orleans, LA @ One Eyed Jack
11/09 – Atlanta, GA @ Variety
11/10 – Chapel Hill, NC @ Cat’s Cradle
11/11  - Washington, DC @ 9:30 Club
11/12 – Philadelphia, PA @ Trocadero
11/13 – New York, NY @ Webster Hall
11/14 – Boston, MA @ Royale Boston
11/16 – Montreal, QC @ National
11/17 – Toronto, Ontario – Opera House
11/18 – Bowling Green, OH - Clazel Theater
11/19 – Chicago, IL – Metro
11/20 – Minneapolis, MN – Cedar Cultural Center
11/23 – Denver, CO – Bluebird
11/24 – Salt Lake City, UT – Urban Lounge
11/26 – Vancouver, British Columbia – Vogue
11/27 – Seattle, WA - Neumos
11/28 – Portland, OR - Berbati’s
11/30 – San Francisco, CA – Regency
12/01 – Santa Cruz, CA – Rio Theater
12/02 – Los Angeles, CA – Henry Fonda Theater

But because no man has all that power/mental capacity/enough TVs to have caught all of last night performances at the time of their original airing, we rounded them all up (via The Audio Perv) and have them posted for your viewing pleasure below:

Pavement/Stephen Malkmus Interview

Pavement – “Gold Soundz”

Phoenix – “Lasso”

Phoenix – “1901″

Chromeo – “Night by Night”

Superchunk – “Digging for Something”

OK Go – “White Knuckles”

The Walkmen – “Angela Surf City”

B.o.B. Interview

Once ’Chunkily semi-sensical poppers like “My Gap Feels Weird” and “Rope Light” fill your headphones, any fears of Superchunk’s fading relevancy will evaporate along with the water so heavily referenced on the album. For a 21-year-old band that also happened to give birth to that cool leather-jacketed biker uncle of all indie record labels, Merge, Superchunk has dropped a record that sounds remarkably youthful. McCaughan isn’t expounding upon cosmic themes here. His voice still cuts through “oh yeahs,” feeling the sun on his face and lines like “any way you move, you rattle like loose change in your own shoes” on the charmingly simple “Rosemarie”. That’s all that Superchunk really needs.

In the face of multiple layers of melodious guitar work, strident vocals, and breezily tight production, it’s so hard to imagine McCaughan and co-founding bandmate Laura Balance are now in their forties. But maybe that’s what it takes for a band like theirs. Superchunk helped spearhead what eventually crystallized into the movement now called ’90s indie rock and is one of the few major bands to (a) make it through the aughts and to (b) do so without sacrificing the respect they deserve. Through either luck, or simply sheer Superchunk talent, they’ve continued their success into another decade, which isn’t just awesome for them. Majesty Shredding might work like this year’s Farm by Dinosaur Jr., metaphorically and literally sending good vibes to all of Superchunk’s early ’90s peers now back on the scene and flirting with notions of new LPs (Pavement, Pixies, Guided by Voices, etc).

According to its press release, Majesty Shredding came about out of the band’s desire for songs that would capture their live shows (they have been touring for much of the studio hiatus). Their back-to-early-day-basics approach, with McCaughan writing the songs and the rest of the band fleshing them out, is vintage Superchunk, and it shows. The songs on Majesty Shredding come from a band reenergized and ready to play new material, from “Digging for Something” (a power-poppy opening anthem devoted to asking “why?”) to “Everything at Once” (an aptly titled closer whose sounds build on the rest of the album before it).

On “Crossed Wires”, McCaughan begs his audience not to touch him, because he might electrocute them. Superchunk will touch you not because of their crossed wires, but because they’re always turned on. The last song on the album is titled “Everything at Once”, as if we needed anymore proof. These punks are here to stay.

Said classics are their second and third album, No Pocky For Kitty and On the Mouth. The albums, released in 1991 and 1993 respectively, represent a time when Superchunk, through their own music and their label Merge, owned the indie music world and kept the seat of power in their hometown of Chapel Hill, NC. Of particular note is that Pocky was recorded over just a couple days in April 1991. Of course, On the Mouth also marks the debut of drummer Jon Wurster.

If you can’t wait for the two albums, which will be available on CD, vinyl, and as digital downloads, stream them now at Merge. No Pocky For Kitty and On the Mouth are due out August 17th. Majesty Shredding is due out September 14th. Tracklists and tour dates below, as per usual.

Superchunk 2010 Tour Dates:
07/24 – Omaha, NE @ MAHA Music Festival
09/17 – Washington, DC @ 9:30 Club
09/18 – New York, NY @ Bowery Ballroom
09/19 – Brooklyn, NY @ Music Hall of Williamsburg
09/21 – Boston, MA @ Royale
09/22 – Philadelphia, PA @ Trocadero
10/02 – Las Vegas, NV @ Matador At 21
10/13 – Vancouver, BC @ Venue
10/14 – Seattle, WA @ Showbox at the Market
10/15 – Portland, OR @ Wonder Ballroom
10/17 – San Francisco, CA @ Treasure Island Festival
10/19 – Los Angeles, CA @ The Music Box

No Pocky For Kitty Tracklist:
01. Skip Steps 1 & 3
02. Seed Toss
03. Cast Iron
04. Tower
05. Punch Me Harder
06. Sprung a Leak
07. 30 Xtra
08. Tie a Rope to the Back of the Bus
09. Press
10. Sidewalk
11. Creek
12. Throwing Things

On the Mouth Tracklist:
01. Precision Auto
02. From the Curve
03. For Tension
04. Mower
05. Package Thief
06. Swallow That
07. I Guess I Remembered It Wrong
08. New Low
09. Untied
10. The Question is How Fast
11. Trash Heap
12. Flawless
13. The Only Piece That You Get

Much like the case in past editions, Treasure Island 2010 will split its two days (Oct. 16-17) between alternative and electronic outfits, with Belle  & Sebastian, The National, LCD Soundsystem, and Deadmau5 sitting at the top of the bill.

Other acts set to appear include Broken Social Scene, She & Him, Kruder & Dorfmeister (live), Miike Snow, !!!, Superchunk, Surfer Blood, Die Antwoord, Little Dragon, Four Tet, Rogue Wave, Ra Ra Riot, Monotonix, Phantogram, The Sea & Cake, Phosphorescent, Holy Fuck, Jamaica, Wallpaper, Papercuts, Maus Haus, and The Mumlers.

Ticket information has not yet been released, but we’ll update you when it becomes available. Update: Tickets go on sale tomorrow, July 13th. Early bird two-day tickets are available for $99. After those are sold out, the price will raise to $119.50. Single day tixs are available for $67.50. There are also a VIP packages. Click here for more info.

As previously reported, the acclaimed independent label will be celebrating 21 years by traveling to Vegas and hosting one hell of a birthday party — aka a three day music festival at the Palms Casino & Resort.

Today, Matador unveiled the lineup for the aptly titled Matador at 21 and to say it’s epic would be a pretty huge understatement. Making the most of its current roster, the label has tapped the likes of Pavement, Belle & Sebastian, Sonic Youth, Spoon, Yo La Tengo, Cat Power, and, oh, Guided by Voices. Yep, the acclaimed Ohio outfit, which hasn’t played a show since 2004, will be reuniting for the festival. Plus, it won’t be just any old reunion — the “classic” 1993 – 1996 lineup featuring frontman Robert Pollard, guitarists Tobin Sprout and Mitch Mitchell, bassist Dan Toohey Greg Demos, and drummer Kevin Fennell will be the ones playing.

Also scheduled to take part in the festivities are The New Pornographers, The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, Superchunk, Ted Leo & the Pharmacists, Fucked Up, Girls, Harlem, Cold Cave, Shearwater, Chavez, Guitar Wolf, and Kurt Vile. Even more names will be announced on July 5th.

Matador at 21 is set to take place from October 1-3. Ticket information has not yet been released, but I’m sure that won’t stop you from heading over to Expedia and booking a flight to Vegas once you’re done reading this article.

The trek will begin with two dates in Toronto starting September 22nd. Teeanage Fanclub will then head down the east coast — a September 28th appearance on Late Night with Jimmy Fallon included — before wrapping around west, stopping through Chicago and Mineapolis along the way, and then finishing up with a batch of west coast dates. Of particular note will be two dates with Merge labelmates Superchunk on October 14th in Seattle and October 15th in Portland.

Of course, all this will be in support of Teenage Fanclub’s recently released Shadows, the outfit’s fifth studio album overall and first in over five years. Compliments of Merge, you can stream the track “Baby Lee” below.

Tickets for most shows are currently available with the except of Toronto (on sale June 28th) and Millvale (on sale June 26th). Find more info on Ticketmaster.com.

Check Out:
“Baby Lee”

Teenage Fanclub 2010 Tour Dates:
09/22 – Toronto, ON @ Horseshoe Tavern
09/23 – Toronto, ON @ Horseshoe Tavern
09/24 – Montreal, QC @ Le National
09/25 – Boston, MA @ Royale
09/30 – Brooklyn, NY @ Williamsburg Waterfront #
10/01 – Philadelphia, PA @ Trocadero
10/02 – Washington, DC @ 9:30 Club
10/03 – Millvale, PA @ Mr. Small’s Theater
10/05 – Chicago, IL @ Lincoln Hall
10/06 – Chicago, IL @ Lincoln Hall
10/07 – Minneapolis, MN @ First Avenue
10/11 – Los Angeles, CA @ El Rey Theater
10/12 – San Francisco, CA @ The Fillmore
10/14 – Seattle, WA @ Showbox *^
10/15 – Portland, OR @ Wonder Ballroom *^
10/16 – Vancouver, BC @ Biltmore Cabaret

# = w/ Belle & Sebastian
* = w/ Superchunk
^ = w/ Telekinesis

Among the tickets on sale Saturday include Pavement, Primus, School of Seven Bells, Phoenix, and Superchunk.

Pavement:

What: Tour dates for Chicago and Columbus

When: September 13th and 16th (respectively)

Tixs: Price varies depending on location

Buy: Ticketmaster at 10:00 AM CDT

Phoenix:

What: Tour dates for Santa Barbara, CA

When: September 19th

Tixs: $32.00 – $42.00

Buy: Ticketmaster at 11:00 AM PDT

Primus:

What: North American tour

When: September – October

Tixs: Price varies depending on location

Buy: Ticketmaster at 10:00 AM Local Time

School of Seven Bells:

What: North American tour

When: September – October

Tixs: Price varies depending on location

Buy: Ticketmaster at 10:00 AM Local Time

Superchunk:

What: Tour dates for Seattle, WA

When: October 14th

Tixs: $20.00

Buy: Ticketmaster at 10:00 AM PDT

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Or 2010 jamz? Let’s hope! Superchunk will release its first album of new material in nine years on September 14th on Merge (duh!). The album was produced by Scott Solter, whose credits include working with The Mountain Goats, St. Vincent, Okkervil River, and Spoon. The connection to fellow Carolina inhabitant John Darnielle and The Mountain Goats goes deeper than sharing collaborators, however, as Darnielle will provide some backing vocals on the album, titled Majesty Shredding. The tracklisting is below. And though Superchunk isn’t necessarily known as a touring machine, the band does have a few upcoming dates. Here’s to hoping for a few more.

Tickets for select dates are available via Ticketmaster.com.

Majesty Shredding Tracklist:
01. Digging for Something
02. My Gap Feels Weird
03. Rosemarie
04. Crossed Wires
05. Slow Drip
06. Fractures in Plaster
07. Learned to Surf
08. Winter Games
09. Rope Light
10. Hot Tubes
11. Everything at Once

Superchunk 2010 Tour Dates:
06/19 – Denver, CO @ Westword Festival
06/20 – Chicago , IL @  Taste of Randolph Street Festival
07/24 – Omaha, NE @ Maha Music Festival
09/17 – Washington, DC @ 9:30 Club
09/18 – New York, NY @ Bowery Ballroom
09/19 – Brooklyn, NY @ Music Hall of Williamsburg
09/21 – Boston, MA @ Royale
09/22 – Philadelphia, PA @ Trocadero

For Passenger Side, McCaughan’s task was to curate the film using the director’s suggestions as a starting point and seeing what he could come up with (via The Playlist). The result is one amazing soundtrack, including classic cuts from Superchunk, Wilco, Silver Jews, Dinosaur Jr., Leonard Cohen, and Islands. No release date has been scheduled for the film, but it is playing various film festivals while  in search of distribution.

In other Superchunk news, the band is wrapping up their first proper album since 2001. In an interview with Spinner, McCaughan revealed that fans should expect more like the 2009 Leaves In The Gutter EP, adding in a separate sit down with the Winnipeg Free Press that “it’s more guitar-oriented than 2001′s Here’s to Shutting Up. And maybe a little louder in general.”

The band has a couple festival dates lined up, but no one should expect a full tour, with McCaughan stating, “I don’t think we’ll ever do another three-month tour or anything like that, but we certainly still enjoy playing live.” Hey, we’ll take what we can get.

Enjoy the tracklist below. More details on that Superchunk LP as they become available.

Passenger Side Official Soundtrack Tracklist:
01. Punks In The Beerlight – Silver Jews
02. Hit The Ground Running – Smog
03. Cannibal Café – SNFU
04. Mini T.V.’s – Chad VanGaalen
05. Ordinary Night – The Mekons
06. Kid Dynamite – Squirrel Bait
07. The Goldheart Mountaintop Queen Directory – Guided By Voices
08. Good Guys & Bad Guys – Camper Van Beethoven
09. Call Of The Wild – The Nils
10. Final Day – Young Marble Giants
11. Jak – Volcano Suns
12. Driveway To Driveway – Superchunk
13. Freak Scene – Dinosaur Jr.
14. Fucked Up Ronnie – D.O.A.
15. Isabel – Unrest
16. Wild Sage – The Mountain Goats
17. We Saw Jerry’s Daughter – Camper Van Beethoven
18. Rough Gem – Islands
19. Be What You Want – Asexuals
20. Suzanne – Leonard Cohen
21. You Don’t Have To Make Me Feel Better – Mac McCaughan
22. Last Night On Earth – The Mekons
23. Graveyard – Chad VanGaalen
24. Hard Drive – Evan Dando
25. Passenger Side – Wilco

Saturday, August 30th

At first arrival, Bumbershoot can sometimes be a bit overwhelming, as it’s spread over 74 acres and has an attendance of roughly 50,000 each day. But once you settle in and realize that it will take time to get to the various stages and events, you’ll relax and have an amazing time.

Opening up Saturday’s events, Rock-a-Billy artist Nick Vigarino added a jazz twist to his country sound by having a tenor saxaphone. As if to keep the sound consistent, Neko Case and Lucinda Williams maintained the alt-country sound. Unfortunately, many missed Case’s first song or two because security had yet to let people in for the performance. Not sure what was the problem, but the line moved quickly once it started. Case was fantastic as always playing mostly songs from her past album, Fox Confessor Brings the Flood; however, she managed to pull out a few new songs that will be on a future release. Whereas Case was very soothing, Williams was more rockin’ in her country-tinged, blues rock.  She played some new songs, which at times were corny (e.g. “Real Love”), but you can’t help but love her voice and instrumentation, especially for a woman of 55. Both Case and Williams’ new albums will be something to look forward to in the near future.

Local, listener-funded, radio station KEXP puts on several intimate shows each day in a secret location, with no more than 200 people admitted. The first was with Nada Surf. Unfortunately, bassist Daniel Lorca was injured, so he was replaced by Ozma bassist Jose Galvez, who did a fine job in Lorca’s absence. They played seven songs, all acoustic with Ira Elliot on the Cajon, a box-like drum that the musician sits on and hits with his palms. The highlight of the show was the boys playing “Amateur” from The Proximity Effect, a song that rarely shows up on their setlists. If you enjoy indie rock, this is a band you need to know.

As mentioned above, Bumbershoot is not all about the music. One of the few other events that took place at the festival was a comedy show, simply titled, “The MySpace Show.” This side show consisted of six comedians doing improv comedy on two real MySpace pages from random audience members. It was fun once things started rolling, though it did take awhile to find a few audience members who had their pages not set to private.

After the comedy show, and over at the KEXP Lounge, !!! (Chk, Chk, Chk) were billed to let us dance our asses off. Unfortunately, it was in a seated venue, so it was mostly head bobbing, but in any other setting it would have been a great dance party.  Despite this, the show was unreal, and !!! sounded great with some fantastic stage presence. If you’re into bands like Ghostland Observatory and The Ting Tings, you should check out !!!.

Finally, it was time for the best one-two punch of the festival: Band of Horses followed by Beck. Although some may disagree, Band of Horses is one of the best, if not the best, live indie rock act out today. Not only did they perform well, but most of the set list was culled from their first two releases, plus two new songs to boot, one of which featured the harmonica and the other a melodica, best described as a woodwind keyboard.

Beck closed out the day with a killer “greatest hits” set. He started with “Loser” and continued through his catalogue. The only album they didn’t play from was Mutations, which was a bummer because it’s such a great album. However, the band did play “Nicotine and Gravy” off of Midnight Vultures, which was awesome. When he played “Hell Yes” and “Black Tambourine”, all five members of his band played 808 drum machines. Despite the amazing set list, the show did sound and feel a bit different. On the Guero/The Information tour, the slinky frontman kept himself busy with an elaborate puppet show, complete with dancers. Only this time, there was just a backing band, some large spot lights and a big screen made up of hundreds of bulbs. It was very minimalist, which is why it was so surprising that his sound was much less polished. It was almost grunge, actually. Nevertheless, you have to appreciate Beck for changing it up all the time. The guy is definitely a genius and should never be missed when he appears at a venue near you.

Sunday, August 31st

For some reason, Sunday was not nearly as jam packed with bands as Saturday or Sunday. Nonetheless, there were some great acts. Kicking off the proverbial sabbath, Lushy brought somewhat of a surf rock sound, only there were some undertones of jazz, too. Even with such a unique sound, it’s hard to hold the concertgoer’s attention when there’s also a vert ramp at the show. Yes, a vert ramp. With a combination of skaters and BMX bikers, the sight was pretty awe inspiring.

Following the vert ramp, there was a “Post-it Note Reading.” This was interesting, to say the least. At the reading, animation was drawn on Post-it notes, using a Sharpie, while a corresponding story was read. These light-hearted, humorous stories were a pleasant surprise. Following this, Dale Watson played his own unique style of Rock-a-billy, comparable to Johnny Cash. The only problem? The Whigs were starting up. The Whigs is a band with a fun, garage rock sound. Fun show aside, they’re a band you like, but not one that’s particularly memorable.

If Band of Horses and Beck were the best one-two punch of the festival, The Black Keys and Stone Temple Pilots (above, center) were a close second.  With crunch and huge riffs, The Black Keys’ bluesy rock is amazing, and it’s hard to believe that so much sound comes from only two guys on drums and guitar. Given Scott Weiland’s tumultuous past, you never know what to expect from 90′s rock outfit, Stone Temple Pilots; however, it turned out to be a rocking show. Thirty minutes past their scheduled set time, a tour bus drove right up to the stage and within minutes they were in front of thousands, blowing away any doubt that they could still rock. Hit after hit they rocked through a set which included a jazzy cover of Bob Marley’s “Redemption Song” on the outro of “Creep” and a plugged-in version of “Sour Girl.” It was one of the best arena rock shows in recent memory… and it wasn’t even in an arena.

Monday, September 1st

The last day was the weakest of the three days, but still a great time. Local teen sensation Vince Mira started off the work week. Mira’s only claim to fame stems from a sound that’s uncannily like Johnny Cash. Saturday’s Dale Watson sounded like Johnny Cash too, but Vince Mira is Johnny Cash. It’s a bit eerie. This 15 year old, backed by The Roy Kay Trio, played mostly Cash’s hits, but also squeezed in a few of his own that were actually not bad. He may never be able to move beyond great impersonator, but there is no doubt he will always have an audience.

Keeping the local band theme going, Head Like a Kite, an electronic/new wave/rock group, were up next. Fronted by a guy who looked like a Jonas Brother, the band held a lil’ Flaming Lips flare, with some creatures dancing on the stage that looked all too much like the sugary candy, Nerds. It will be interesting to see how these young guys fare in the Seattle music market. Following shortly after was the much anticipated Israeli band, Monotonix. These guys put on a show similar to Gogol Bordello and they did not disappoint, even despite a very short set. It was very crowd heavy too, as you could not see them because they were not on the stage, but instead playing on the floor with the crowd surrounding them. All the while, lead singer Yomtov was continually crowd surfing both with and without a garbage can. Yes, he got inside a garbage can and was hoisted on top of the crowd. The guitar player then got in on the action and crowd surfed, too. Mind you, he was still playing all the while. After two, dirty garage rock songs an announcer came on stage and said that the show was being shut down. No explanation, but a reasonable guess would be due to safety. The crowd was not happy and began booing and flipping the poor guy off. Luckily, singer Yomtov came to his rescue and talked the crowd down. One can only imagine a full set by these guys, if it ever happens.

Bumbershoot this year, if you had not noticed, was full of 90′s acts and The Offspring were no exception. Like Stone Temple Pilots and Beck, they played a hits with a smattering of songs off of their new album Rise and Fall, Rage and Grace. As always, the band was fun to see and sounded great. The same can’t be said for the next act, X Levitation Cult, which was essentially a singer-songwriter who could neither sing nor write songs very well. 

Bumbershoot is known for its diverse acts, but also for its diversity, and Cheb I Sabbah & 1002 Nights featuring Riffat Sultana is a great example of that. They consisted of a DJ, two percussionists, a singer (Riffat Sultana), a belly dancer and occasionally a Middle Eastern guitar. It was an interesting mix that was a entertaining, especially if one managed to snag a cold beer. Del tha Funky Homosapien sounded good, but Superchunk sounded excellent. Superchunk was probably one of the best surprises at the festival. They rocked hard with their brand of early 90′s indie rock, which still sounds contemporary. It was a good choice as Death Cab for Cutie came next, closing out the festival with a solid set. Now that they are a successful veteran band, it would be great to see them venture out a little and be more playful. Not much, just if they could add a cover or two, or play a song deep from its catalogue. You know, one that no one has heard live in years. Preferences aside, the Seattle indie group played well, predictable, but well. With a weekend like this was, it’s hard to complain.