I went to the Eagle last night to see Team Robespierre and the Chinese Stars. Team Robespierre are awesome live, despite the fact that their recorded output sounds like a Brooklyn-y version of They Might Be Giants. In a live setting, the singer’s voice isn’t nearly so grating and the melodies are a lot more memorable. Highly recommended, if they come to your town. Also, the drummer is wicked hot.
The Chinese Stars are probably–and have been for a while now, probably–my favorite local band, and they were awesome as well. Formed a while ago now from the ruins of Arab On Radar and Six Finger Satellite, they’ve managed to pull off the noisy hipster dance-punk thing a lot better than most people who go that route, probably because they’re a little older and not so American Apparel-oriented. (Although the show was attended by a number of girls wearing glasses three times the size of their head. What the hell.)
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