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It’s easy to love The Black Angels. At the 9:30 Club last night, the band offered a wonderful aural mixing bowl of my favorite musical eras: huge pounding drums à la Maureen Tucker, big Epiphone guitars à la Johnny Cash, hooks straight out of late-’80s Madchester. The result was a gritty and sensual sound that, when paired with the smoke and ominous stage lighting, was utterly hypnotic.
(See additional photos from the show here.)