The best part of this girl’s set was when two bro’s in polos (is there any other kind?), fresh from partying on the San Marcos square, walked by the venue and one of em said to his butt buddy: “Man, I’m horny.” Ms. Sevilla’s vocals had a slight hint of jazzy feeling to them; which was nice, save for the fact that they were also too light and airy and ended up sounding like Feist and Cat Power got together, had an awesome lesbian-relations baby, but then that baby grew up and tried to sing like its mom[s], but lacked any sort of drive or conviction. The song Mr. Warren sang was accentuated by Sevilla playing a Squire P-bass while he strummed some fairly driving acoustic guitar chords. The music on this song wasn’t too bad, but again, the vocals lacked the drive that I felt was needed in an up-tempo, folky song. Overall, the duo combined for a decent enough take on coffee shop music, but there was nothing really memorable or outstanding. Read: background music while you drink an espresso (which, I discovered while listening to said background music, is actually only a really really gross tasting shot of super strong coffee and not, as I’d always thought, a full sized drink)
2.5/5
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Sunday, December 14, 2008
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