Oh, Brother
You can learn a lot about Annuals from Brother, the opening track on its debut album Be He Meall the necessary elements are there in full flush, from elegiac strings to bombastic drums and sometimes-sung, sometimes-hollered vocals. New Yorkers are lucky to have a handful of chances to see Annuals this week, since its in the live arena where the band truly excels, beating the shit out of even the downbeat numbers and letting the pretty melodies surge along on syncopated staccato. Critics have been flogging the usual suspects (Animal Collective, Arcade Fire) in an effort to draw analogies, and theyve been more or less on targetthough Annuals neatly mix the same emotive melodrama with a welcome pop quirkiness.
Frontman Adam Baker might not be old enough to buy a beer, but hes lived long enough to have absorbed the ghost of indie rocks pastand unlike his barely legal Gypsy-worshipping counterpart in Beirut, this kids noisy outfit actually deserves all of its Pitchforked buzz.
The band hails from North Carolina, home state of iconic mid-90s groups like Archers of Loaf and Superchunk. Were definitely trying to bring North Carolina back into relevancy, says bassist Mike Robinson, whos been playing with Annuals members in various configurations since the age of 13. As for an equation that might sum up the Annuals mojo? Wild Bill Hickok + Hitchhikers Guide + Herbs + Southern hospitality, Robinson surmises, though this reporter would also like to add keyboardist Anna Spence, the talented belle whose on-stage presence anchors all this joyous, boyish clamor.
Annuals are slated to play two CMJ shows, spicing up a surprisingly lackluster festival roster for 2006. On Monday they take the stage at Bowery Ballroom, gracious enough to be the opening act and to play second fiddle to the grossly overrated Voxtrot.
Nov. 6. Bowery Ballroom, 6 Delancey St. (betw. Bowery & Chrystie Sts.), 212-533-2111; 8, $15. (additional performances Nov. 3-6)