Django Django/Tank and The Bangas @ Fonda Theatre

Fans got a little rhythmic mix on Wednesday night

April 23rd, 2018
Melissa Karlin
Category: Lead Story, Review

A double bill can be many things. It can be two things related but different coming together for a night show. It can be two unrelated things that sort of make sense so they are slapped together. Or it can be as it was Wednesday night at the Fonda Theatre: two opposite ends of the spectrum coming together to tell a story.

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Cut Worms Share Video For “Cash For Gold”

The garage pop band to perform in LA June 7th

April 19th, 2018
Jillian Goldfluss
Category: Lead Story, News, Video

Photo by Joyce Lee

Imagine knowing someone who has the dedication and willpower to write a song a day for four years. Well, Max Clarke, the prolific Brooklyn musician behind Cut Worms… he knew that guy. Instead of completely resenting his friend – a former roommate – for his hyper-diligent work ethic, Clarke was inspired by him. He vowed to devote at least an hour a day to making music, ultimately releasing two songs per month and building an enthusiastic, loyal fanbase.

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CONTEST: Tickets to Django Django @ Fonda Theatre

Win a pair of tickets to see their April 18th set!

April 4th, 2018
David Fisch
Category: Contest, Lead Story, News

The indie/electronic/psychedelic/lots-of-things band Django Django are playing the Saturdays of each Coachella weekend which is rapidly approaching, but as some bands like to keep the music playing between weeks, they will also be sandwiching in a “Localchella” set at The Fonda Theatre on April 18th with fellow line-up mates Tank and The Bangas – and we’re giving away a pair of tickets to the show!

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Preview: Yellow Days @ The Moroccan Lounge

The young UK artist rewiring indie soul

April 2nd, 2018
David Fisch
Category: News

UK singer/songwriter/producer George van den Broek, aka Yellow Days, is only 19-years-old, but with tripped-out, lo-fi indie soul releases and an identifiable visual character established in just the past couple of years, he has amassed a big audience enough to the point that he’s sold out both of his shows at the Moroccan Lounge in DTLA this week AND the remaining dates of this current North American tour.

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Show Review: Khruangbin @ Lodge Room

This is not what I expected.

March 30th, 2018
Kyle B. Smith

Image by Mary Kang

It started without a greeting. With some hammer-ons, some hammer-offs. It brought to mind a sitar. An opium den. Someplace ex-US. Laura Lee cooed a bit. This is what I expected. Loungey, but you know, cool. There were hot pink search lights scanning the crowd. Within two minutes, it was officially notarized that this was going to be all vibe. “Como Me Quieres,” it was. Then it was “Dern Kala,” and I don’t know what that means. But Lee and guitarist Mark Seer were front and center doing coordinated knee-bends. Ok, maybe this is a bit looser than I expected. Our greeting finally came as follows, “Los Angeles, California!” This led to “August 10.” Donald Johnson sat back behind his kit, all pocket. There was no rush in these songs. Psychedelia came courtesy of projected soap bubbles, just like they used to. Then those search lights were blowing highlighter yellow over the darkened Lodge Room. Things slowed a bit for “Friday Morning.” Yes, there were echoes of Floyd, and friends asking, “What would the masons think?” Then Seer – what a name – told us that the Texan trio were very humbled to be there. Then “Mister White” arrived, as did the wall-to-wall sensation that whatever the fuck the caricaturized DOPE is supposed to mean now, this must be it. Some of these songs off new LP Con Todo El Mundo could one day graduate to be indie jazz standards? Maybe not. I don’t care. Wait, no. They’re a house band in Jabba’s lair? No, I’m high. Wait, what? In any event, Khruangbin is a band of few words, many sounds, dreamy intros and quick transitions. But then somewhere past the midpoint of the seamless set was a whole James Brown element coming on strong. The sorta mystery of how this impressive sold out three-night run came to be evaporated with one of those soap bubbles, at which point the hipper-than-thou crowd assembled in Highland Park was simply fucking lit. This is not what I expected. Khruangbin had succeeded in turning a room full of typically staid Angelenos in to something out of a late night set at Bonnaroo. Musical shape shifting, if you will. The beer was cold. Egos were lost. Lead guitar was given room to breathe. Slippery solos never betrayed dexterity, even when they put some stank on it. Are those Shaft quotes? Ohhhhh noooo, ohhhh yessss here it comes, it’s your grandma’s quilted-together crowd pleasing, hip hop medley! “Footsteps in the Dark” (for some, Cube for others, I had to look it up), “Summertime,” “I Got 5 On It.” Better stop right now, or somebody’s gonna get pregnant (thank you Prince). After a long strut with the covers, Khruangbin returned to their intellectual property to cool things down before the encore. The first encore. The Donald, alone on stage, swiveled his chair away from his kit, to face a piano at the back of the room. Then a delicate little pecked number came out of nowhere like a bar fight. It did not fit the proceedings, yet somehow did. His comrades returned. It got tropical sounding, and balmy in the air. Clothes were coming off. The tune accelerated in to a foot stomping jam treading closely behind the Dead. A bit ersatz, but hey it’s Saturday night in what’s become a juke joint, and it’s clear that nobody cares. Especially when things dropped in to a straight modern funk disco hybrid. And then it was over, all too soon. The room started to empty. There were smiles, sweat, cups kicked around on the floor. Where’s the next party?? But those with ganas remained. For a while they clapped, and insisted and, yes, that second encore did happen. Cribbing from the Godfather of Soul a bit more with a pinch of The Doors, it was chemical cross-pollination. A helpful drug for when Khruangbin vamped over instructions directed to the remaining faithful to “make new friends.” Sure why not? And so everyone started talking to strangers. I turned to my right and met Tim. What a concept. Then, a call your Uber-hip warning, “We gonna hit it and quit it.” And Khruangbin wasn’t lying. Their crusade in the name of vibe was over.

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Show Review: Lucy Dacus @ Teragram Ballroom

Has Lucy Dacus ever told a lie in her life?

March 25th, 2018
Kyle B. Smith
Category: Review

Lucy Dacus came to the Teragram Ballroom Thursday night and played a show that was better than Cats.

On tour in support of gem LP Historian, the supremely understated Lucy Dacus was one member of a four-person outfit, each dutifully contributing an even share to the sturdy performance. There was nary a sour note. It was that type of impeccably clean sound where the negative space mattered as much as the instrumentation.

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Cornelius @ Fonda Theatre

The eclectic Japanese producer’s music exploration

March 22nd, 2018
David Fisch

Japanese producer Keigo Oyamada, also known as Cornelius, transformed the Fonda Theatre Tuesday night with an audio-visual performance in support of his latest record Mellow Waves.


Photos by David Fisch

Starting the show with a projected video welcoming the crowd, the white screen quickly fell away to reveal Cornelius himself and three members on a stage of cued lights and a backing screen of complete visual wonderment to accompany his eclectic music. With tracks like “Helix/Spiral,” “Drop,” and “Wataridori,” Cornelius brought a visually kaleidoscopic journey and an energy and instrumental charisma unlike anything I’ve seen as of late. Even the more monochromatic “In A Dream” was brought to life with mesmerizing flair. The talents of his band was unquestionable as they melded between electronic and prog rock and vocal automation via theremin.

This might very well have been the concert not to miss in 2018, and here’s hoping that Cornelius return to Los Angeles very soon so that everyone (including Scott Pilgrim director Edgar Wright, in attendance) can bask in such a creative and innovative musical event.

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