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JOYCE MANOR: LIFE JUST KEEPS GOING

Joyce Manor’s newest album Never Hungover Again (also their first for L.A.’s Epitaph) has a cover design winking at Big Star’s Radio City and a quick 20 minutes of songs about those nowhere nights where it seems like you’re the last person awake (or alive?) on the surface streets. They play Friday, July 25, at the El Rey with Tony Molina. This interview by Chris Ziegler.

Live reviews

AUSTIN PSYCH FEST @ CARSON CREEK RANCH

Yes, you heard that right: the Flamin’ Groovies have bested the Zombies.


PHILIP GLASS’ THE CIVIL WARS @ WALT DISNEY CONCERT HALL

The LA Philharmonic’s stripped-down interpretation of Glass’ faithful treatment of Wilson’s words felt a little bit smart, a little bit chaotic, a little but underdone—in short, it was perhaps more faithful to Wilson’s raw gem than a huge-budget spectacle would have been.


THE WAR ON DRUGS @ THE TROUBADOUR

The nearly two-hour-long set was a study in tension and release, alternating between propulsive anthems and more brooding and introspective fare.


NEDELLE TORRISI @ OTHERWILD

“She has the voice of an angel” was whispered amongst the crowd more than a few times. Her nearly pitch-perfect, angelic voice was only trumped by her excellent projection while staying perfectly tight, landing on every note with the finesse of a butterfly and unleashing the power of a lioness upon belting select hard-to-hit notes.


JAPANTHER @ LYRIC THEATRE

Crackling movie quotes, punctuated artsy musings, stuttering programmed beats, and periodic commentary from their drummer garnished this tasty offering at WeHo’s Lyric Theatre.


Album reviews

THE EVANGENITALS: MOBY DICK; OR, THE ALBUM

I haven’t heard harmonies ring this good since the Chapin Sisters were on the scene.


OPEN MIKE EAGLE: DARK COMEDY

Mike gleefully references comic books, Seinfeld jokes, and even They Might Be Giants! And he doesn’t shy away from calling out people for their idiocy and greed.


CHRISTIAN LEE HUTSON: THE HURT AND THE NATURAL CHARM (DAYTROTTER SESSIONS)

The guitar picking eventually reduces itself to just idle, almost inaudible strumming, before Hutson comes back strong with the kind of woe that sounds almost indistinguishable from tired frustration.


PSYCHIC WEATHER: SHINING IN THE RED

Mothers of Gut, play a show with them.


THE ANTI-JOB: YOU’RE NOT REAL

The tunes have changes, great hooks, all kinds of keys, all kinds of acoustic and fuzz pedal combinations, all kinds of rhythms, stoicism, loneliness, storytelling, and, yes, a pop sensibility.