Certain bands sound like the third hour of a night that was supposed to end two hours ago, and this is the defining example.
The records swing between tender and completely unhinged, sometimes inside one song, and live that ratio is decided in the moment rather than in advance. John McCauley's voice is a genuinely damaged instrument — shredded in a way that makes the sweet songs land harder because you can hear what it costs him to sing them quietly. There is no setlist discipline to speak of. People who have seen them four times have seen four different bands.
A Tuesday out in North County. Doors at seven, music at eight.
October 13, Belly Up Tavern, 143 S Cedros Ave. Bring the friend you have had a genuinely bad night with and stayed friends after. The bands that trade on that specific ragged warmth almost always play out here rather than downtown, for reasons nobody has ever adequately explained.
Certain bands sound like the third hour of a night that was supposed to end two hours ago, and this is the defining example.
The records swing between tender and completely unhinged, sometimes inside one song, and live that ratio is decided in the moment rather than in advance. John McCauley's voice is a genuinely damaged instrument — shredded in a way that makes the sweet songs land harder because you can hear what it costs him to sing them quietly. There is no setlist discipline to speak of. People who have seen them four times have seen four different bands.
A Tuesday out in North County. Doors at seven, music at eight.
October 13, Belly Up Tavern, 143 S Cedros Ave. Bring the friend you have had a genuinely bad night with and stayed friends after. The bands that trade on that specific ragged warmth almost always play out here rather than downtown, for reasons nobody has ever adequately explained.
Certain bands sound like the third hour of a night that was supposed to end two hours ago, and this is the defining example.
The records swing between tender and completely unhinged, sometimes inside one song, and live that ratio is decided in the moment rather than in advance. John McCauley's voice is a genuinely damaged instrument — shredded in a way that makes the sweet songs land harder because you can hear what it costs him to sing them quietly. There is no setlist discipline to speak of. People who have seen them four times have seen four different bands.
A Tuesday out in North County. Doors at seven, music at eight.
October 13, Belly Up Tavern, 143 S Cedros Ave. Bring the friend you have had a genuinely bad night with and stayed friends after. The bands that trade on that specific ragged warmth almost always play out here rather than downtown, for reasons nobody has ever adequately explained.