A few years back, an Ariel Pink concert was guaranteed to be a trainwreck, whether Mr. Pink was squeezed into a young girl's dress, unable to cue his four-track backing properly, or even have a pick-up band (a new one in every town) stumble along behind him. That said, Pink finally settled in with his own band (consisting of Cass McCombs's crew) and, while his previous albums mushed together in all sorts of AM-gold weirdness, his recent tracks have the delectable golden sheen of classic Fleetwood Mac. Not sure if he still tries to get into those dresses though. With Vivian Girls and... More >>>