The 10 Best Concerts in New York This Weekend, 5/17/13


The Killers walk into an Electric Daisy Carnival with known Liars … these are the 10 best concerts of the weekend.

The Killers
Barclays Center
Saturday, 8pm, $35-$75
From Hot Fuss on, the Killers have explored sounds in massively unique waves more than most bands dare to. The dance-y electropop of their debut somehow bled into the Americana vibe of Sam’s Town before traversing the Bowie space fantasy of Day & Age. In their 2012, appropriately titled Battle Born, they finally reached a destination where all of these elements could blissfully coexist. When frontman Brandon Flowers isn’t touting the group as the best thing since the Beatles, he’s putting on a hell of show, though maybe not one massively unique enough to live up to his claim. — By Brittany Spanos

‘Electric Daisy Carnival’
Citi Field
Friday & Saturday, 12pm, $159-$320
What to make of the fact that the website for the Electric Daisy Carnival lists music separately from entertainment? Only one way to find out: Hop aboard the 7 train to Citi Field and see for yourself. In its 16th year, EDC brings the biggest artists (and most decadent fans) of dance music to the tri-state area for the second time since the festival’s recent expansion. This year, they’re bringing Dutch house DJs Afrojack and Chuckie, ex-Swedish House Mafioso Steve Angello, “I’m Not Your Toy” singer La Roux, moombahton originators Nadastrom, and many more. Prepare for soaring synths and bass that rattles all the way to Jackson Heights. — By Nick Murray

Angel Olsen + Magmana + Steve Gunn
Glasslands Gallery
Sunday, 8:30pm, $12
This Chicago-by-way-of-St.Louis folk singer lives up to the pairing in her name, both decidedly heavenly and remarkably plain. Simple as soil, Angel Olsen’s songs are distinguished by her possessed, tortured, heavenly voice–at times a tool in her poetess repertoire, most often a force in it’s own right. As most otherworldly things tend to, Olsen’s voice evokes polarity among listeners, some will hear the divine in her songs, others, hell: Expect unbelievable power and unassuming innocence from her uniquely demanding music. — By Caitlin White

Irving Plaza
Friday, 8pm, $15
Dripping with nostalgia for a childhood spent on the cusp between the 1980s and 1990s, you wonder whether Anamanaguchi’s members are even too young to have played the video games that spawned the NES-based sounds that they sample. Their pop punk chiptune anthems feel like they’ve been filtered through the hypersensitive eyes and ears of a toddler filled with unyielding reverence for his or her Chuckie Cheese-partying, Cartoon Network-watching older siblings. Pictureplane and Hot Sugar open for this all ages show, perfect for the post-irony generation. — By Alexis Stephens

Secret Chiefs 3
The Mercury Lounge
Friday, 7pm, $20
Mr. Bungle/Faith No More guitarist Trey Spruance specializes in bachelor-pad instrumentals for swinging Gnostics. Flavors include silver surf rock, shortwave-pop collages, chthonic death-metal metaphysics, traditional Afghan melodies, and Masonic r&b, all performed by a rotating cast of dozens. Consider it an amuse-bouche for the Chiefs’ five-night residency at the Stone beginning May 28. — By Richard Gehr

Anti-Flag + Hostage Calm + Code Orange Kids + Worlds Scariest Police Chases
Studio at Webster Hall
Saturday, 7:30pm, $18
Pittsburg punk rockers Anti-Flag made waves from the late eighties on through the early aughts with politically-charged anthems and in-your-face iconography (their logo is a “gun star” composed of broken M16 rifles). The kind of band your parents would hate for their teenager to find, the foursome always seem to be protesting alongside whoever happens to be protesting, wielding scowls and guitars the whole time. While their songs can come off as raucous leftist PSAs, there’s no denying the pull of the frenetic rhythms and the outright catchiness of the choruses. — By Sarah Madges

Miguel Zenón Quartet
Village Vanguard
Ends Sunday, 9pm & 11pm daily, $25
Various projects and various collabos fly by. But when the Puerto Rican McArthur Grant recipient blows the whistle and calls home his decade-old working band, it’s an event. Zenón’s alto agility is bad ass, period. The way his associates–Luis Perdomo, Henry Cole, and Hans Glawischnig–move around his whirlwind lines can be dizzying, but their steady swirl of rhythmically-charged interplay is always fascinating. — By Jim Macnie

Kvelertak + Cancer Bats + Black Tusk
Studio at Webster Hall
Friday, 6:30pm, $12
The jagged-looking Norwegian moniker of Kvelertak is just about the only thing accessible about the group, currently one of metal’s most buzzed-about bands. In reality, the band’s latest album, Meir, contains a euphoric and euphonic take on extreme metal that blends southern rock grooves, funky exuberance, and hyper-charged riffs similar to their corpse-paint-wearing black-metal neighbors but not as outwardly exclusionary. They’re not afraid to have a little fun, and that’s why they’ve amassed fans ranging from the bloody-knuckle hardcore screamers in Converge to the actual Crown Prince of Norway. — By Kory Grow

‘The Bunker’ w/ Magic Mountain High + Fred P
Friday, 10pm, $20
Daft Punk have trumpeted their upcoming album as “EDM with real instruments,” but attentive listeners know that live instrumentation is nothing new in electronic music. Just ask Magic Mountain High, the live collaboration between Heidelberg house hero Move D and Juju & Jordash, two Israeli-born producers who revel in sumptuous analog psychedelia. J & J’s 2013 album Techno Primitivism was commendable particularly for its breadth of influences, ranging from drone to the dance floor. Meanwhile, for Magic Mountain High’s North American debut expect some difficulty with the dry spots of the former tempered by the fun of the latter. — By Aaron Gonsher

Brooklyn Masonic Temple
Sunday, 8pm, $25
Rock anarchists Liars’ greatest asset is their distractibility. In the years since they jumped on music fans’ radar by jumping on the Brooklyn post-punk bandwagon (or did they?), they’ve experimented with no wave, queasy-sounding art rock, post-Zappa discord and most recently (on last year’s WIXIW) glitchy and occasionally palatial-sounding off-kilter synth pop. Their adventuring has caught the ears of the organizers behind the Wordless Music Series, which tends to pair classical ensembles with indie-rock groups, but in this case, Liars seem to be enough of their own orchestra. — By Kory Grow

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