Just as the exhaustion from the repeated trips to Brooklyn, ill-advised weekday drinking, and the cathartic ripping of wristbands was starting to set in, I mustered up enough stamina to see the showcase I was anticipating most: Aquarium Drunkard’s No Jacket Required. I first happened upon the Aquarium Drunkard music blog when I realized that kids in my college knew far more about music than I did. Through pursed lips and uninterested, glassy eyes, I knew my face revealed that I hadn’t actually heard of Wu Lyf (which I decidedly and unapologetically disliked anyway). My parents listened to rock ‘n’ roll, jazz and soul music when I was growing up, and I thought Aquarium Drunkard suited the taste I already developed while still exposing me to new artists within the same vein. And, of course, I wouldn’t pass up the chance to see Twin Peaks again.
After my first trip to the bar, Modern Vices began to play. I was surprised by the sound that came from Blake Anderson’s doppelgänger. Reminiscent of the Doors or perhaps the Velvet Underground, these young men were mature beyond their years, capitalizing on the feverish crowd. It’s not often that a young band can develop a throwback sound without pigeonholing itself into one dimensional homage. It would be silly not to keep up with Modern Vices, so take notes.
I think Springtime Carnivore is a great name for a band. The supremely lovely Greta Morgan headlines the psych-pop powerhouse, and their forthcoming eponymous debut, produced by Richard Swift ( the Shins, the Black Keys, Foxygen), drops in early November. In the style of Jenny Lewis, Morgan had the the audience bopping up and down, despite everyone’s weekday weariness creeping up half-way through the showcase.
(At this point, I would rave once more about Twin Peaks, even after spending some downtime with them before their Glasslands show, but do take the time to read Tim’s excellent review, as hyperlinked above.)
Finally, in the vein of my classic rock upbringing, I rocked out to Chris Forsyth & The Solar Motel Band (a name I asked their guitarist more times than probably polite). The New Yorker hailed 2013’s Solar Motel as one of the year’s best releases. It is not often that one uncovers an unadulterated, guitar-leading rock band by the standards of college radio, but I was pleased that Aquarium Drunkard included them in their lineup. Per usual, the folks at AD did not disappoint, and I would love nothing more than to revisit these bands when they headline their own shows.
Review by Eva Bandurowski. Find her online @ewabando