San Francisco’s Girls played a sold out show on a Friday night in NYC to an expectorant crowd. And bingo, it’s a success. — By Herb Jue.

The way the droning, slowly percolating textures are electronically treated is redolent of the fuzzy friendliness of laptop ambient, while the arc structures sound completely composed and their long, slow crescendos will sound familiar to post-rock fans, but with mirroring decrescendos instead of pounding climaxes.

Equal parts brute force and delicate beauty, Mogwai bring a velvet cudgel to the side of your head. And it feels so good.

Reflecting the ambivalence in the title, In the Absence of Truth shows a band who wants to embrace open-ended liberation but also understands the infinite dead ends that philosophy can lead to.

There’s an exceptional amount of style-hopping, from track to track and within pieces as well, and Charlie Hunter shifts his sound so often he sounds like three or four different guitarists.

Three bands playing three different kinds of music in three tweaked-out ways…

Backed by a gigantic screen projecting all sorts of weird, psychedelic images throughout their performance, the concert felt more like a ‘60s “happening.”
Much like their songs, EXPLOSIONS IN THE SKY don’t fully get their groove on until five minutes has elapsed. Subsequently, however, they play their hearts out with an extraordinary hour-long set of what must be the most emotive post-rock in the nation.