Two nights in a row on the corner of 7th & 1st

I have hives and Leif is in traction - therefore you will have to wait for anything professional. In the meanwhile voila:

DeVotchKa was really interesting last night at First Ave's Mainroom. While I have felt and to some extent still feel lukewarm about the driving orchestral Slavic sound of the Colorado band, there is no arguing their musical place in the world. If Trotsky and Kahlo gave birth to Johnny Mathis, I imagine he would have sounded much like frontman Nick Urata. Tom Hagerman was just brilliant on the violin, toy piano and accordian and everybody loves an aerialist - especially when they are two sisters suspended from the ceiling above the sold out Mainroom. DeVotchKa are certainly NOT Beirut for your uncle, but perhaps a western Gogol Bordello on a morphine drip - a big, driving force of music that instead of slapping you in the face, lives inside your chest, glowing and growing - like the first time you heard Arcade Fire.