Good bands can never die
Eitzel and Vudi weave tales of beautiful sadness.
Simply put, everything about this show was perfect. HOT CHIP put on the best show I’ve seen all year.
In summary, this show pleased both the diehards and the casual fans alike.
BEACH HOUSE’s live show doesn’t sound much different from the records and they played a nice, slow set.
If BOREDOMS ever come near you, don’t hesitate to see them. There’s no one else on earth even remotely like them.
Boredoms drum Boston straight into self-actualization
The two-drummer setup reminded me of THE FALL circa 1982-1983 or BUTTHOLE SURFERS in their prime.
I thought that this show was, in the words of MISSION OF BURMA, good not great.
My second trip to Danger Danger Gallery was quite unlike the first.
It still feels great seeing BOB MOULD doing what he does best, even if the novelty has worn off a little now and it’s feels familiar.
Mould’s new material sits comfortably beside Sugar and Hüsker Dü classics in the live setting.
Knowing to expect the unexpected, we definitely got our money’s worth in that department from PHANTOM ORCHARD.
The only drawback was that the set was short, but their energy and enthusiasm made up for it.
All in all, I think NO AGE sounds better live than they do on record.
After seeing them, I’m glad I went, though I can’t say there were too many surprises.
Cat Power keeps on soul patrol, waves goodbye to the past.
BOB MOULD just completely shredded, reminding me of the very first time I ever saw him play live.
Even with all of her recent success, she is still determined to do things on her own merits, even if that means playing in out of the way venues.
Neil Young still has something to say
The Go! Team bury the fun-meter needle into the red
What Came After (the) Songs:Ohia
Welsh indie pop meets teutonic electronica
Although rumors persist of a FEELIES reunion, this night’s show was as close as one could get.
At age 58, Nick is recording some of the very best music of his career.
Hard rock dinosaurs still roam the earth
Several years after their first reunion shows, it was a different scenario, but just as satisfying.
Electrelane simmers to a boil
It was a fitting end to a great festival that I look forward to attending in the future.
Folk-Blues acoustic master still commands attention.
Jay Farrar breathes life back into Son Volt
The first night was booked in conjunction with All Tomorrow Parties. Thus, the three acts performing played classic albums in order from start to finish.
TED LEO & his PHARMACISTS filled the necessary prescription with gusto…
Tthe day started off promising enough, sunny skies hiding what was to come.
With music happening simultaneously on three different stages, it’s almost impossible to catch it all, but we did the best we could.
For the seventh anniversary of New York City’s renowned and resplendent roving dance party, Omaha’s own were the perfect addition to an eclectic night of rock ‘n’ roll depravity.
Overall, despite its shortocmings, this was one of the best ELVIS COSTELLO shows I’ve seen in the last ten years.
It was nice to see THE KNITTERS in much more agreeable circumstanes as opposed to the last time they played here in Philadelphia.
Despite drunken morons and sound problems, GRAHAM PARKER and his newest backing band put on a stellar show full of fan favorites.
Despite my complaints about the show’s pacing, seeing THE STOOGES live is always a terrific experience.
Hearing “Kingdom of Love” and “Not Dark Yet” back-to-back were the highlights of the evening. I was absolutely mesmerized during both of them.
“I’m not sure what to make of this evening, number five of Noise Pop 2007. It’s the last night and I’ve of two minds about it. I’m glad to be able to stay home tomorrow evening after five nights out (and working full time), but I’m also a bit sad that I won’t be out tomorrow night seeing live music as it’s been a good laugh. I haven’t been to this club, Bimbo’s 365, in a while and had forgotten how beautiful this place is—without a doubt the jewel of SF music venues.”
“Goodbye Great American Music Hall, hello Bottom of the Hill. I’m particularly excited about the headliner as I am a fan and I’ve got a soft spot for bands from the Midwest (Chicago especially). Add to the mix that The Ponys haven’t graced an SF stage in about 18 months, and my anticipation has only grown. It’s also been some time since I’ve seen the Gris Gris and they’ve never let me down in the past, and I’ve no reason to think tonight will be any different.”
“It’s Friday evening of the Noise Pop festival and that means back to the Great American Music Hall in San Francisco’s Tenderloin district. I’m here to see Leo but I bring an open mind about the other three, of course. And when Leo hits the stage with his band, the energy level off all four members is through the roof.”
“Noise Pop night number two began in similar fashion to the previous, what with me arriving painfully early at the Great American Music Hall. As I mentioned yesterday, this venue served as the destination for those seeking fine dining and loose women from 1906 up until the Great Depression. This being Roky Erickson’s first show in San Francisco in nearly 25 years it seemed best to sit back and watch the freak show begin.” A blow by blow description of the whole night!
“It’s been 15 years since Kevin Arnold put on the first Noise Pop festival. No, I can’t believe it either. Dedicated to showcasing bands with a sense of melody and distortion, the first “festival” was a single night, five bands on the bill and one venue—not a bad night out I’m sure. OK, six bands counting the surprise appearance by The Fastbacks (who went on to a record nine appearances). Since I don’t know Kevin, I haven’t been able to verify this, but I have to believe he had no idea that Noise Pop would turn into the institution it has. That said, I’m sure he’s pleased, but I’m guessing even he would have to confess some surprise that 15 years on from Noise Pop ’93, the event has expanded to 15 venues and over a hundred bands.”
It’s always a treat to hear JAMES MCNEW’s falsetto and to hear IRA KAPLAN wail mercilessly on his guitar.
Please turn your cell phones off. No one cares what band you’re seeing and how cool you are. Just sit back and enjoy the show.
The sheer live intensity of Dir en grey and the band’s effusive, excessively adoring fans made their sold-out show last Saturday quite an engaging spectacle.
Opening with “We are the One”, they hurled one grenade after another in the forms of “Car Crash,” “I Believe in Me,” “Open Your Eyes” and others.
