We both really enjoyed meg elsier's spittake when it was released in June. It's filled with songs that are both indie rock and alt-pop, and that's one of our favorite genres as of late. When I had the opportunity to see her live on her first tour, I had to jump at the chance, especially since she was playing The Rockwell. (It's one of my favorite venues I don't make it to nearly enough.)
Based in Nashville, meg elsier mentioned that even though she was from forty minutes away from Boston and went to school in Boston, this was her first show in town. Playing as a three piece band, elsier put on one of the most charming shows I've seen all year. Her exuberance was contagious, and she quickly won over the crowd that wasn't already there for her. It always helps when you have a New England themed song, and she played a new one that may be called "Dogs Don't Piss on a New England Lawn" that was a delightful fuzzy pop song. (I would say the working title might not make it to the album, but she also has a great song called "Ifshitfuq," so...) Her set was quite fun, and I would imagine everyone in the crowd will be in attendance next time she passes through her home state. Make sure you check her out sooner than later, since there's no way she'll be playing for one hundred people much longer.
Finom headlined Monday night in support of their recently released album No God. They're primarily a duo, but expand to four members while touring. They have a sound that's an interesting mix of the harmonies and pop leanings of Lucius and the indie rock of Wilco just as they started getting weird. It was a set filled with this little oddball songs that had half the crowd grooving and the hardcore hipsters stroking their chins. But their set was undeniably fun, even for people who normally refuse to have fun at shows. I'm always a sucker for indie rock with violin, which Finom provided. I spent much of Tuesday with "Yeah, I'm sorry but I'm not gonna wanna it's the time of day I can get my haircut" playing on an endless loop in my head.
Little side note. For about half of Finom's set, I kept looking at their drummer and trying to figure out why he looked familiar. They're a Chicago band, so I haven't seen him play in other local bands, and I certainly don't know Finom well enough to recognize their drummer. He was great, but I couldn't figure it out. Then it hit me: He's Spencer Tweedy, son of Jeff Tweedy and drummer of Tweedy. Explains why he was such a fantastic drummer Monday night!
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