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The lights were still dim when a hum began emanating from onstage. Standing in the back of the room, I could make out four figures moving about, but was not quite sure where the noise was coming from. Over the next few minutes the hum increased in intensity and pitch, filling the room with alternating screeches and drones. The amplified wash never became a discernable song over the course of ten or so minutes, and was later classified by my friend as sounding something akin to "a temperamental washing machine."
Not simply as a sound check or warm up, Animal Collective used knob-twiddling interstitials to bridge the gaps between their more structured songs. At times jarring, the interludes nonetheless help the show flow along the meandering course from one mood to the next. Relying primarily on conventional instruments - the only exception beside guitar, bass, and drums appearing to be a pile of electronics being manipulated in the center of the stage - the quartet is capable, when so inclined, of fairly accurately recreating tracks off from their albums. Songs like "Loch Raven" and "Banshee Beat" were played fairly straight forward, their hushed beauty filling the music hall, while faster songs like "The Purple Bottle" took on a more enthusiastic, but still distinguishable beat.
At other times the band became the experimentalists they are known for, tweaking and expanding their songs into drawn out jams. Sounding almost tribal, the Collective yelped out lyrics, took turns banging on cymbals, and played the hell out of their instruments. Jumping about onstage, it was not hard to imagine them in the woods, being possessed by the tree spirits or something neo-hippy like that.
Occasionally requiring patience, the band nonetheless easily held the audience captivated throughout the show. They provided a good mix of material; playing many of their most accessible songs while not being afraid to tread into the weirder waters of their canon. While I would show caution when suggesting some of their albums, I would not hesitate a recommendation of an Animal Collective live show. SEE ALSO: www.myanimalhome.net
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An aspiring global adventurer who cut his teeth on the sandy beaches and dirty bitches of Southern California, Kevin Alfoldy now spends his non-vacation days in Brooklyn, New York, where he occasionally finds the time to rub the crust out of his eyes long enough to contribute reviews and feature articles for LAS. A longtime staff member, Kevin also captains the tattered, often half-sunk raft of EPmd, our irregular column of EP reviews.
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