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The Mercury Lounge upcoming shows

Late Show

These United States
11:30

Roadside Graves
10:30

Venue:
The Mercury Lounge
Date:
Sat 8/28
Notes:
21+
Doors: 10:30 PM / Show: 10:30 PM
$10
Tickets
Roadside Graves
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"My Son's Home is well-stocked with stirring narratives and sketches that just happen to be almost unremittingly obsessed with the crypt. Yet what's really remarkable about the record is the band's ability to treat death from so many different perspectives and with such a widely divergent range of moods and sympathies.There are moments of haunting, fragile stillness here...Perhaps most admirably of all, the Roadside Graves excel at the brave and difficult paradox of suffusing death with life, injecting vivacity and humor into their reflections on mortality." -Pitchfork

"Like The Band before them, the New Jersey group pull from several different genres – country, folk, Cajun, southern gospel, and big-time rock ‘n’ roll – to produce something that can maybe only be called American Music." -Aquarium Drunkard

"Alt.country rascals Roadside Graves got heavy meta with a jam about “dirt on my lip and blood in my eye” after the singer split his face open with his mic and bled everywhere. I should have taken video because I can’t find anything that comes close to the level of musicianship these tatted-up guys guys now display." -Paste Magazine

"Roadside Graves' seven members stamp up a roadhouse-gospel-soul sound with John Gleason's naturally pinched, uneven voice pitched uneasily but tunefully over it. The result is like a more unsettled version of The Felice Brothers, letting lots of raggedy spontaneity seep into the band's folksy, approachable songs."-The Onion AV Club

"Timeless melodies, riveting harmonies and vivid, memorable songwriting. Yes, the Roadside Graves love America; now it's only a matter of time until America returns the favor." -New Jersey Star Ledger
These United States
official website
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These United States are the songs of Jesse Elliott, flipped, forged, phased, and fermented; stolen, re-taken, elongated and elevated, beaten and bruised, occasionally imbued, by an ever-battling band of music-mad robber-barons, enthused aesthetic thieves of the long and winding subway tunnels and underground railroads of our cacophonous nation.

In the opening chapter of our epic tale, an uncomfortable duo locks eyes in ninth grade English class. Their mutual admiration is frowned upon by the clan of each, springing forth as they do, one from a bohemian bevy of experience-gobbling yes-sayers – the other, from a covert cavern carved deep within the confines of his own mind, a recluse of reckless proportions. Binding them only, each one lonely, is the Written Word, which they will soon render Hummed, eventually Heard.

Flash forward seasons: the two have not talked since parting on unspoken terms, drifting off into the universe in disparate directions, one towards painting, the other politics, one then towards fossils, the other then film. They reunite in the blossoming bosom of a tiny town, somewhere in the east of Iowa. Memories stirred, a collective co-habitated, garages refashioned, and a Project born. Sparked, summoned, stoked, eventually though squandered and severed. Again. Off, again.
Chappo
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"an excellently overstuffed garage-psych sound" Pitchfork

"The spirit of the Flaming Lips combined with the… the… What did Elton John have in the 70’s that he doesn’t have now? I know, his songs are horrible now… so not songs! Swagger? Balls? Whatever that thing is that allows me to link The Flaming Lips to Elton John… Chappo has it." What I Heard Today

"CHAPPO has been an office favorite around these parts since “Come Home” popped into our collective hard drives, and for good reason, it’s beyond hooky. It’s a duo and their vocal style and musical direction is as funky as it gets." Future Sounds

"damn addictive" Brooklyn Rocks

"Eno vs Flaming Lips kind of flavor" 37 Flood

"You can just hear the lasers and flashing lights and psychedelic atmosphere coming through your headphones...Spacey ear candy" The Milk Carton

Voted Deli NYC Magazine Artist of the Month

"...from the playful approach to music reminiscent of Beck to the spacey atmospheres of Air... We really like the vocals attitude and the fun approach" The Deli
Run on Sentence
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Me: I grew up in Omaha, Nebraska and was wowed at an early age by the songwriting of Simon Joyner. I started writing my own songs a few years later and finally, after several more years of trying to write and sound like a variety of people I thought were awesome, I realized that was not the point. That’s when I started Run On Sentence in Portland Oregon. I tour extensively with and without the band and I really enjoy it. I’ve spent about 14 months on the road since 2007 and would like to continue touring, both in North America and abroad.
The Band: Early on, there were three of us but, as was the point of the name, there grew to be what is now a rotating cast of talented folks and currently Run On Sentence could be anywhere from 1-12 people, although it is usually (and ideally) 5-8.
We put out our first album Oh When the Wind Comes Down with Hush Records in the Fall of 2008 and have received a lot of positive response both in sales and reviews. Just before it came out we did a Daytrotter session and, earlier this year, the song “Stonewall” was chosen as NPR’s Song of the Day.

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