Children For Breakfast Present: Mount Eerie & No Kids

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The Microphones/Mount Eerie
http://www.myspace.com/elverumandsun
http://pwelverumandsun.com/

Mount Eerie represents the latest evolution of Phil Elverum’s musical vision. Formerly known as The Microphones http://www.last.fm/music/The+Microphones, Phil changed his project’s name to Mount Eerie while maintaining his subtle, lo-fi, and lyrically dense fuzz-folk aesthetic.

Elverum explained this change in an 2003 interview with Discoder, asserting that “Mount Eerie is a new project. The Microphones was completed, or at least at a good stopping point. I did it because I am ready for new things. I am new.”

As Mount Eerie, Phil is generally sans synthesizers, drums, and the accenting voices of Mirah, The Blow, and fellow K-Records/Anacortes friends. Mount Eerie’s album “Seven New Songs of Mount Eerie” was also the first recording released on Phil’s new label, P.W.Elverum & Sun. All songs from that recording are available for free download in the Internet Archive;
http://www.archive.org/details/SevenNewSongsofMountEerie.

'This is a massive artistic statement from, and though it may be cryptic-- even overwhelming at times-- it remains warm and open, thanks to the stunning intimacy that has consistently been the group's hallmark' Pitchfork

'Concept albums can often be difficult affairs, more geared towards scratching their creators self indulgent itch than providing listeners with an enjoyable experience. Mount Eerie is on the same level as The Wall or Tommy, it is a remarkable effort by a brilliantly talented band' PopMatters

No Kids (Tomlab)
http://www.myspace.com/nokidsband

No Kids are the non-children of P:ano, a Vancouver-based indie pop group who borrowed from an unusual array of influences-- from Broadway to post-disco-- over a catalog of three little-heard albums, one 7" single, and an 11-track EP. After the departure of co-founding member Larissa Loyva, P:ano's remaining threesome have returned as No Kids, changing course from 2005's ukulele-driven Ghost Pirates Without Heads for a debut that rivals the Dirty Projectors' The Getty Address in its art-saturated omnivorousness. On Come Into My House, everything from present-day urban radio to kitchen-sink chamber-pop to college glee clubs serve as fodder for F. Scott Fitzgerald-esque depictions of effete East Coast student loneliness. This old beach house is an extravagant one, peopled by characters who probably weren't hurt by the housing-market slump.

'Deceptively monikered, No Kids are actually pretty much down with them. less than ten minutes into this, their debut, they extend an unexpected olive branch to modern day R&B. And as the typical plucked-string melody and salty croon of “The Beaches All Closed” continues into “Bluster in the Air” and beyond, there’s refreshingly few tongues in cheeks, the tone appreciative, if playful, rather than ironic' PopMatters

'The band shares an unironic affection for contemporary r ‘n’ b with indie bleepers The Blow, evidenced on the laid-back new jack soul of ‘Bluster In The Air’ and in particular ‘The Beaches All Closed’ which sounds like – and we shit you not, folks – a pastel-sweatered R Kelly narrating an episode of ‘The Animals Of Farthing Wood’.' Drowned In Sound

They are both very good bands and they will be supported by one other good band from around these parts.

The Harley
3rd April
Glossop Road
Sheffield
8pm - 1am

£5