You’ve gotta hand it to Annie Clark. At best, the pale Brooklynite’s music is as lithe and spaced-out as she appears in her promo photos, her voice submerged under the swirl of music like the best shoegaze. Her crazed chorales also recall neo-psych such as Animal Collective (whom she’s a fan of). Also, under the sonic murk, she does have a lithe set of tunes to match. Part of her pay-off is this sold out show is part of Lincoln Center’s American Songbook series.
Fri., Jan. 29, 8:30 p.m., 2010
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on January 26, 2010