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Published on May 17, 2007
Proceed with caution if you plan on mixing alcohol or sedatives with this dreamy indie line-up. Clientele winces the night away with a gorgeous blend of '60s pop, poignant and pensive, led by the soothing vocals of Alasdair MacLean, who manages to sound a bit like each member of the Fab Four. The British quintet's brilliant third full-length, God Save the Clientele, which was recorded in Nashville by Lambchop's Marky Nevers, adds a tinge of Byrdsian pastoralism and rich string arrangements, courtesy of Med Draisey, to the simplistic beauty conveyed on 2005's Strange Geometry. Likewise, the hypnotic lo-fi tunes by Baltimore duo Beach House move like slow-motion photographs, shifting in and out of focus. On their 2006 eponymous debut, singer/organist Victoria Legrand's elegant Nico-esque cull floats weightlessly atop the enchanted waltzes created by guitarist/keyboardist Alex Scally like an alternate soundtrack to Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Local roots rocker and truth seeker Doug Burr of the Lonelies will open.