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Treasure Island Music Festival 2015 Review: From Worst to Best

on October 19, 2015, 6:45pm



There were Hawaiian shirts and shorts, electric fiddles and saxophones … and not much else. Viceroy were dressed to party, but their music felt more akin to a 45-minute remix of a Top 40 playlist with some bongos and blasts of brass thrown in. As the fog continued its stranglehold over the island, Viceroy took their shot at coaxing the sun to make an appearance. Unfortunately both the sun and the group failed to shine. –-Zack Ruskin


Though Baio’s Chris Baio is a member of Vampire Weekend, fans looking for an analog between the two are simply out of luck. Baio’s sound leans on uptempo ’80s pop if it were voiced by Morrissey, and though he was forthcoming in admitting it was only the duo’s 14th show ever, his onstage experience from his main gig showed in both his presence and the ease with which he addressed the crowd. But the actual songwriting of Baio is unremarkable, and that came through when every quiet moment of the set was met with with chatter. Still, it wasn’t bad background music as the sun came out on Saturday afternoon. –Philip Cosores


It’s still early in the Deerhunter touring cycle behind their latest, Fading Frontier, and the kinks have yet to be completely worked out of their set. Maybe this is coming from the high water mark the band previously set for themselves, but newer songs felt like a dress rehearsal while even an older song like “Desire Lines” lacked urgency. Bandleader Bradford Cox, though, was still a delight, bewildered by the respect the crowd showed his band and even growing somewhat apologetic at the band’s lack of focus. -Philip Cosores

FKA Twigs


Perhaps it was a case of timing — carrying the energy between Hudson Mohawke and the live debut of Big Grams is no simple task — but FKA twigs’ act was less enigmatic than it was anemic. The whispery singer seemed lost on the larger Bridge stage, perhaps hoping the intricacy of her pseudo-ballet avant-garde dance steps could mask the silence that seemed to permeate her set. While those closest to the stage may have been afforded an opportunity to more fully engage with twigs, those from the soundboard and back struggled to connect with her fragile movements and fractured songs. Blaming the artist for the flat reception that greeted her performance may be unfair, but the result was nonetheless a weak moment from a marquee act. –Zack Ruskin

Cashmere Cat


Norwegian DJ Magnus August Høiberg took his twilight set on Saturday night and turned out a steady stream of ethereal melodies backed by pulsing beats. Cashmere Cat was the feline dose missing from a Run the Jewels set tragically short on Meow the Jewels material. With seven acts already in the books, Høiberg’s delicate yet euphoric tracks were a welcome interlude ahead of the evening’s heaviest hitters. –Zack Ruskin

Gorgon City


During Gorgon City’s set, the party truly got started. Vocalist Lulu James added an extra layer to producers Kye “Foamo” Gibbon and Matt “RackNRuin” Robson-Scott’s infectious array of pop-house bangers, inspiring the growing crowd to get down. When the boys spun “Imagination”, even the clouds had to concede defeat. By the time Gorgon City’s show was over, the air was warm, the crowd was hyped, and the day had truly begun. –-Zack Ruskin