I caught Tigercity at Mercury Lounge back in September and thought they were really good in a blue eyed soul kinda way. And loved their Pretend Not To Love EP as well: talented fellows stuck in the swamps of Brooklyn if you know what I mean.
But two months later every song on the six song EP is their best. “Powerstripe” (“I dont wanna be alone tonight”) is the acknowledged calling card with Bill Gillim’s falsetto an act of pure seduction. But everything else kicks in eventually. On “Other Girls” they ride a haunting piano melody before bassing all over it, on “Solitary Man’ they live up to every disco cliche ever been thrown at them.
October 20th, 2009 Tigercity released an EP Fake City and from what I’ve heard it is more of the same, one song, handful of remixes, and that is more than OK with me though I wish they were more prolific.
dance pop, gooey confection
75K EAUs is abysmal
“I still hit the ball, I just can’t run the bases!!!”
contenders for the best punk rock around
A three hours of hard rock, metal not metal, swift, loud, egoless pure metal
worse than I remembered it being
a contender for the next Michael Jackson
the indie gorgeousness of mood and quiet desperation
smooth jazz and horns
Taylor was no longer my secret