This Little Underground
Our live music columnist takes on El Ten Eleven, the Globes and Matt Butcher and and points out two ongoing events designed to get Orlando musicians' feet in the door
Published: August 18, 2011
The duo’s loop construction uses technology and trickery with enough inspired technique to impress even hidebound live traditionalists. Their most winning quality, though, is that they never lose sight of the song and its connective, stirring purpose. As serious as their craftsmanship is, it’s built for joy. With groove rock that can please eggheads as much as plain revelers, El Ten Eleven is the rare kind of rock band that could even turn out a dance crowd. They break ground and max the possibilities of a two-piece band, all without taking themselves too seriously. Everything is there to serve the motion of the room. And everyone went nuts for it, to a point that seemed to surprise the band. So let this be the beginning of a long love affair with Orlando.
Opening were the Globes, a young Washington state band on the esteemed Barsuk Records label. Their spring debut LP, Future Self, is passably interesting, but not incisive. Although filled with instrumental angularity, their music tends to feel detached on record. This kind of brainy indie rock is tricky to capture effectively on tape. Oftentimes, a glass menagerie approach is taken because of all the little, meticulous details, but it can leech it of basic human energy.After seeing how gripping their quirky tension is live, there is something key in what they do that’s missing in their recordings. If they can’t bottle that essence of personality, they’ll always be rendered bookishly sleepy. That’s far less than what they conveyed live, and that’s a shame.
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