Weave! and Tame Impala at the Echo, 6/28/10

Weave!

Angles aplenty,
Voidoid tropicalia
A refreshing treat!

Tame Impala

George Harrison would
Be proud of the mindfuck they
Built on his groundwork

Matmos with So Percussion at The Echo, 6/23/10

Highest echelon

Of genius, each layer a

New permutation

The Woodsist Fest at the Echo/Echoplex, 6/15/10

The Mantles

When I was, like, twelve

Daydreaming of indie bands'

Auras, I dreamed them.

Woods

A small, brave version

Of My Morning Jacket, with

A mile-wide jam streak.

Kurt Vile

Like watching someone

Strum along while reading his

Diary aloud.

Real Estate

With their raw talent

Smoothed out on tape, the set was

A surprise rocker

Harassor at the Smell, 6/14/10

Punk optimism
Somehow shines through the blood and
Fury, yet skillful!

Thou at Vacation Vinyl, 6/14/10

Screeching black eagle
Evoking imagery of
Nuclear warfare

Run DMT, Foot Village, Sun Araw and Blissed Out at Landslide, 6/11/10

In the interest of full disclosure, these haikus are going to be admittedly less astute and critical than the typical post on this site. I was working the door for this show, thereby quashing any impartiality I could have otherwise employed in their composition. Also, from where I was sitting, I was only able to take in peripheral versions of each set. That being said, this was one of the most enchanting settings I have ever seen, and I couldn't have asked for better, sweeter, more appreciative bands with whom to spend the evening. Thanks to everyone involved in making the Landslide what it is, and without any further ado -

Run DMT

His set was drawn from
The setting, deferential
And bright, curious

Sun Araw

With every outing,
They've grown, sanguine and dauntless,
Really fucking good.

Blissed Out

The lunacy of
American pop employed
As detritus, well!

Foot Village

Modern tribal ode
To the open sky above!
We, villagers all.

Run DMT and Blissed Out at Synchronicity Space, 6/10/10

Run DMT

The mad scientist
With his future music made
Me discard the past!

Blissed Out

Like a large brass/tin
Merry-go-round softened by
Their vocal halos.

School of Seven Bells with Sister Crayon at the Echo, 6/2/10

Sister Crayon

Maybe the xx
Or the Dirty Projectors
Are to blame for this

School of Seven Bells

I admire their
Committed, confident sound
But craved divergence

First Aid Kit at the Bootleg Theater, 6/1/10

Most lovable band
In the history of the
World, without question.

Bottled Smoke Festival at the Echo Curio and Synchronicity Space (Day 2), 5/30/10

Sun Araw

Their well-placed fragments
An aural kaleidoscope
With a crunch to close.

Warm Climate

A dragon tail voice
Whipping confidently through
Tight, intrepid tracks

Sasqrotch

Bleak and woebegone
Lugubrious set not sans
More pensive moments

Obscurer

A collective "Om"
To send the night off into
Oblivion right