Dark Dark Dark’s wonderful concert friday night provided the first enjoyable show experience I’ve had at Union Pool.* I don’t know why I keep getting into the old timey folk-grass-y groups, but Dark Dark Dark are something else. Though, at least on myspace they’re close friend with Hurray for the Riff Raff, they’re in many ways that group’s inverse. While Hurray for the Riff Raff start with silence and craft songs around that, Dark Dark Dark are an unsharpened pencil being pressed too hard against construction paper. If there’s any space left in these songs, it’s because they group didn’t notice, and if they had, they would have surely filled it in.
I don’t know what to call Dark Dark Dark, they’re too modern to be old timey, too propulsive to be bluegrass, too traveled to be country. Here’s something: they’re good music. They’re claustrophobic and loud and good.
One of the most noticeable attributes of Dark Dark Dark is the distinct voices of Nona Marie Invie and Marshall LaCount. LaCount brings more force that you’d think possible to his buttoned up, double brested voice, while Invie’s voice is secretive, commanding, dark, and clenching. The two voices don’t so much play off each-other as they do circle each other, like some kind of warped midnight monkey knife fight.
And also, I’ve been walking around new york a lot listening to Luna, which is making me wish I were 19 and it were the spring of 1993 and i had a pair of sunglasses and a propensity for not waking up in time for brunch menus. Luna are a New York City band; not that they started here (they’re from boston, originally, though they moved here shortly after), but that their songs are equal parts flippant, namedropping, full of shit, poetic, tired, and gazing skyward. Luna’s songs feel cool, and not at all in an exhausting way like they’re trying, trying so hard to get to cool. They just end up there.
*Love the bar, hate the lack of visibility of the stage, the crowd who always seem to be short on sleep and the not always great sound people.