The show played like a dance club funeral procession celebrating the life of a macabre poet that met an untimely death.

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Swedes in the house! On the eve before Halloween, The Hollywood Palladium was pulsing to the beats of Miike Snow, who returned to LA after the electrifying performance at Coachella. Fellow Swedes Niki and the Dove opened almost practically in the dark, but with indietronica lightness. Photos by Debi Del Grande

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HARD Summer was full on at L.A. Historic Park. Photographer Melissa Esterby was in the madness and brought back photos: Bloc Party/A-Trak: Bootsy Collins & The Funk Unity Band/Breakbot Miike Snow/Lunice: Little Dragon: Magnetic Man/Crowd: Gaslamp Killer/Squarepusher:

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photography by Alex Broadwell Bonnaroo Music and Arts Festival-goers trickled in throughout the day to check out the up-and-coming artists featured on Thursday. Pictured are: Here We Go Magic, Local Natives, Miike Snow, Neon Indian, The Temper Trap, and The XX.

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Miike Music is poppy cradling, a tad dark and then light again, distinct anthems of politics and warm hearts.The band should keep growing, gaining speed, but it’s like when the family owned cupcake shop down the street starts to get real popular, with lines out the door, gets mentioned on Jimmy Kimmel, and you don’t want the cupcakes to lack any yumminess due to all the hype and less time spent on the actual ingredients.

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JIMMY KIMMEL LIVE MIIKE SNOW OUTDOOR MINI CONCERT ON THURS. JUNE 3 AT THE OUTDOOR PONTIAC GARAGE STAGE. 6:45 PM / ALL AGES / FREE. HTTP://WWW.1IOTA.COM.

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We people packed together and watched the white masked members of Miike Snow take the stage. The attempt to haunt/confuse with anonymity was a touch a drop a sprinkle of abre su ojos meets Phantom of the Opera—until, after two deceivingly sparkly and infectious piano-pop electro indie hits, “Animal” being one of them (the one most of us sang along to), they revealed, resulting in a thunder rumble cheer. We liked their faces, and their matching fit shiny zip up jackets.

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Raw, confessional, witty and most elegantly tuneful for a mess of one-take dementia helmed by none other than Black Francis, Art Brut’s Art Brut vs. Satan sports frontman (and adopted quasi-Angeleno) Eddie Argos’ leanest and canniest songwriting yet. The dirty little secret behind ‘The Replacements’ awaits a less sympathetic journo. This interview by Ron Garmon.

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