Although critics often compare indie rockers Kurt Vile and the Violators to some obvious influences, like slacker-rock icons Dinosaur Jr., and a few who are a bit more oblique, like Bob Dylan (for his singy-speaky predilections), they’ve overlooked how Vile has stumbled into a mood all his own. Sure, the Philly-based former forklift driver has a dreamy, despondent way of emitting head-scratchers like “chewing on a pillowy cloud,” in the quizzically titled “Snowflakes Are Dancing,” but there’s something unique about the mushy sounds of his guitar, the muffled thwap of the Violators’ drummer, and the circular form of their songs. Their latest album, Wakin on a Pretty Daze, ranks among Vile’s most hypnotic. Luckily for him, it’s a mood he can approximate live. With Angel Olsen and Steve Gunn.
Thu., May 16, 9 p.m., 2013
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on May 8, 2013