Calla | News
- Created on Saturday, 26 February 2011 22:01
when: friday may 18, late show doors @10pm
cost:$10, advance tickets available at
where: mercury lounge, 217 E. Houston St. 212-260-4700
After their sucessful European tour, Calla will be traveling to Israel for shows in Tel Aviv and Haifa. They will be returning to New York for a show at Mercury Lounge on May 18.
Calla t-shirts are finally available in tan, black and burgandy (available in petite, medium and large sizes), shirts will be available at all upcoming shows and (coming soon) to the calla website.
A special website documenting their recent tour has been set up: callaperfomance.com
All Music Guide Sweltering rockabilly, sedated tempos, and unsettling electronic noise combine for a bizarrely austere form of rural beauty on Calla's second record. Differing from most slow-motioned indie acts, the occasional lazy tempos seem to be borne of the withered and dazed effect from oppressive heat and humidity, rather than earmuffed nippiness. Aurelio Valle's whispered, tense, and plaintive intimacy gives off the effect of a disturbed Joe Pernice. His tone is pretty fatalistic, but he sounds perfectly at home in his discomfort without veering into doom and gloom. His guitars endlessly churn and bristle, highlighted most effectively on "The Swarm," the rockist centerpiece of the album that ends with three minutes of dissonance-drenched rockabilly on the level of prime Gun Club and early Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds. The inspirations aren't all swampy; the six-minute "Tijerna" concludes with repetitive Velvet Underground/Joy Division spirals of guitar. "Mayzelle" and "Fondness for Crawling" act as interludes on the second half of the record, consisting of nothing but ambient noise -- otherwise, the electronics nestle or emanate from underneath the more "proper" songs like gas fumes from a parched roadway. There's a ton of low end, too. The final touch is a dusty cover of U2's "Promenade," which is more properly formatted for a Wim Wenders film than any other by the Irish band, despite the ill-suited lyrics. If you're dealt with a midnight power outage in 100% humidity, hope that there are batteries left in the boombox to play this solemn, sturm-und-drone work of restrained, immense power. Despite the disparate elements, everything comes together ridiculously well. (andy kellman)
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