As M.I.A. and her bodacious clones taught us recently on Letterman, an army does not guarantee an anthem (but it will almost certainly be atonal). Not everyone can be the Arcade Fire, the decorous Canadian septet who push cinematic sweeps from tense whispers and explosive melodies from jittery discordance. Their baroque, rock, and punk influences bring bombastic surprises—always of merry attitude, though, as illustrated on 2004’s Funeral and 2007’s Neon Bible—and, at press time, the leaks from this week’s released The Suburbs suggest yet more happy, yet haunting, folksy urgency. Uplifting battle cries await thee.
Wed., Aug. 4, 8 p.m.; Thu., Aug. 5, 8 p.m., 2010
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on July 27, 2010