Lemon Twigs Live Shots

Serendipity at its finest. I magically swung tickets to a sold out show at the Music Hall of Williamsburg to see one of The Lemon Twigs first major gigs in the wake of their debut album release Do Hollywood. Bumped into photographer Andy DeLuca there, and after a beer- and classic-rock-fueled editing session at the East Village Social, we came up with the below bad boys.

Truth is, there was no editing necessary. The Addario brothers are just as photogenic on stage as they are shockingly talented for their teenage years. But having their live performance still fresh in our minds — the Pete Townshend-like stage antics and their retro art rock and roll sound — we couldn’t help but get a little carried away with filters reminiscent of the times the Lemon Twigs music so expertly channels.


wolfmother on stage webster hall

Andrew Stockdale once said..  “…you gotta go wild. you gotta rock out. … we’re always trying to get that kind of reckless abandon, out-of-body experience—where you just lose yourself to it.” If that’s what Wolfmother is after, then the band could definitely go home feeling Victorious after Friday’s show at Webster Hall.

The dimly-lit Marlin Room was in a rock and roll-induced euphoria during their show in support of their latest album, Victorious—a triumphant return of the heavy hitting, riff-centric sound that put Wolfmother on the map. Stockdale absolutely shredded, putting everything he had into the performance, and made his newly released material rock just as hard as his hits.

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Wolfmother is Once Again Victorious

Sam France Oxygen

Foxygen: Legends of Generation Y

Foxygen possesses what most bands lack—the intangible it factor. And no level of talent will help a band obtain what’s so nearly impossible to put your finger on. But these San Francisco psych-poppers have their finger right on it.

I remember once—having posted a contact sheet from their live set at Forecastle Festival sometime back—saying that I had captured “the wild movements of singer Sam France whose powerful mojo hand is painted in the psychedelic colors of the rainbow”. Somehow, a couple years later, this imagery still rings true.

What did I mean? Well, this born frontman twists and bends his rock and roll mojo through a kind of technicolor prism, morphing at every turn. He stretches his otherworldly aura into other times and head-spaces.

When I saw them in the wake of the We Are the 21st Century Ambassadors of Peace and Magic tour, he was channeling the frantic energy of someone like Jim Morrison. Quite literally writhing on stage in tangles of mic chord like a man possessed.

It was mesmerizing to watch. Needless to say, I wanted to capture every second of it, as if to bottle it up and take it home to study later under laboratory lights.

Evidenced here:

foxygen contact sheet

Lately he’s been entering into the twilight realm of soft rock glamour, dawning jump suits with the plunging neck lines you thought only Mick Jagger could pull off, and vamping into the camera like in one of their latest videos for “Coulda Been My Love”.

The lead singer plays into the camera in the snappiest rock and roll fashion, while in the background the guitarist weeps away on the slide and slowly moves in on the female love interest in the song. It doesn’t take a stretch of the imagination to think of the rift between Keith Richards and Brian Jones over Anita Pallenburg… or any such similar story.

Any other band would have made the premise of this video seem like some kind of parody. But somehow with Foxygen it’s credible. Like they were there. Like they are one of them. They’re the real deal. Legends of Generation Y.

You won’t want to miss any of this band’s movements.