Can an alternative New Zealand band match the mainstream success of an outfit that escaped Utah and avoided Las Vegas lounge act hell by continuing to beat its own drums until it finally got your attention?
"Holy shit, I think someone just sent me a bunch of drugs," funky folk singer-songwriter Todd Snider announced from Nashville. "That's mushrooms." Just another day in the life of a well-traveled troubadour.
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Vienna Teng is upfront about the ways she creates and performs music that's daring and dynamic. The classically trained pianist and Californian-born singer-songwriter embraces technology to enhance her sound, and isn't afraid to let everyone know it.
On a comfortably comforting December night in Denver when Thanksgiving leftovers gave way to Christmas wish lists, the Lone Bellow produced a joyful noise that continues to reverberate beyond the Rockies.
You can say seeing Pearl Jam in concert is like surfing. Sometimes it starts off bombastic and free-falling. Other times it will feel like it is a gradual build and ebbs and flows through various cycles on your journey.
As giant screens, lighting grids, altered for each song and surrounded the band, it was as if there was enough special effects that James Cameron would envy and would want to use for one of his blockbuster films.
It was a co-headlining bill that may seem obtuse at first, rising Australian buzz band, Tame Impala on the same level as psychedelic indie legends, The Flaming Lips, but the match-up worked just right.