by Casey Rea
I'm super screwed right now due to holiday double-production at the paper. That means I'll not be posting as frequently or lengthily as usual.
I promised to talk about the Avey Tare/Kria Brekken show at Firehouse, but my local blog peers have already covered it with depth and insight.
Here's my quick two cents:
Greg Davis was terrific. It was one of the best sets I've heard him play in a while.
AT& KB were pretty fun. I'd been an early adopter of both mum and Animal Collective, but I may have burned myself out on both of them. Me, AC, EC and DPT in summertime VT. That was a few years ago, and I still have deep-psych scarring.
I'll sum up the lovebirds' performance in two words, for your amazement: Crayola Pastoral. Don't bother, it's already copyrighted.
Is it me, or does Avey's guitar style bear similarities to Chuckles Manson?
Do Icelandic ladies favor a diet of helium? (The gas, not the band).
Anyway, I wasn't as taken as other folks, but it was still a neat treat.
PS: Look for the next epsisode soon, I swear.