A look upon the Echo Curio floor Tuesday night revealed no laptops, yet where was that disembodied glockenspiel coming from? They’d sampled their own strange chime-y noises on the spot, when we weren’t looking, like magicians. Invisible jangly loops ensnared the crowd from the moment the first song’s bubbling softness jumped into its second, more rhythmic gear, and then promptly into fifth, as singer Kevin Litrow writhed, St. Vitus style, into the audience.
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