| Official rating: | 83 |
Tulsa in tha house, bitchez!
While spending a great deal of my youth in the comfy cow town, I got the feeling that there was enough musical talent among Gen-Xers that SOMEONE would make it big. And David Terry is the first one. His band, Aqueduct, is a subtle junction of Death Cab For Cutie and Postal Service, which makes them perfect for Barsuk Records.
As a rock three-piece equipped with organs and drum machines, Aqueduct freewheels stone-skipping rock and bubble-wrapped synth beats with a fresh lack of seriousness. Terry’s voice conjures an immature, but lovable version of Grandaddy’s Jason Lytle. It felt like a high school talent show that happened to include a genius. Not many openers are this good.
When they busted out a flawless cover of R. Kelly’s “Ignition”, they dissolved a lot of the amateurity that keeps college-kid funrock bands trapped in time. One of the best live covers I’ve ever heard. It brought out cunning levels of ambition and architecture that usually escape the genre. These guys have far more potential.
Pinback gave an electrified, but uninspiring performance.
With the looseness of shorts, hoodies, and icy guitars, Pinback aspired to a systematic chill, but struggled with preserving it because of their own unstable fervor.
The thinking man’s 311 occasionally blistered through songs, turning swooning surf ballads, “This Red Book” and “Bloods On Fire”, into rushed, get-them-over-with moments, as if they were embarassed by the songs. Half the songs were from Summer In Abbadon, the rest were older hits and some Tour EP material. The crowd reacted well to all songs, but the older, moodier songs were lost on unfamiliarity, binding their overall success.
All-in-all nicely done, but they can do better.

I want to know who’s responsible for this ridiculous crack diet. Is it Nicole Ritchie? Her agent? Lionel Ritchie?
