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Is Night Rally the best band in Boston that's not Tristan Da Cunha? Well, we all know that "best" doesn't really apply to music, and therefore the question is meaningless. But the answer is "yes."
I have come to the Paradise Lounge for Black-Out Bar tonight because I am miserable and sad and feeling bent over a chair and fucked by Red America--and not the hott, cop porn kind of bent over a chair and fucked, either, but the bad, prison sex kind--and I need something to get me out of my head for a while. Sometime around the end of the first song, I realize that I'm really happy, for the first time today. They're that good. Farhad has some technical difficulties, and has to switch basses, and I even hear a tiny bit of slippage around some of the more arcane and difficult transitions. But this is more remarkable as a departure from their usual perfection than as a problem with the set. Devin has a real gift for not just being a weirdo, but being a weirdo in new and different ways for every show. Tonight, he brings the microphone off the stage and gets audience members to hold it for him while he sings, then leaves it out there, then chastises from the stage the audience member who mysteriously begins to sing "Luck Be A Lady" over the end of the song.
