The SHE's capped off a week most teenage bands could only dream of (release of a new EP, shout outs from Best Coast and the Morning Benders) by opening for Girls at the Fillmore. The power-pop quartet brought the house down with songs from their new Surfer Boys EP, as well as some old favorites and new, as-of-yet unrecorded tunes. Although the youngest band there by at least ten years, the group proved themselves more than a match for the twenty-thirty-something big boys.
Holy Shit, one of the few well-known non-Canadian indie rock bands with an expletive in their name, came next with a set filled with extended, slightly chillwaved jams with long solos and instrumental sections. Flamboyant singer Matt Fishbeck's high, echo-affected voice bounced off the walls of the Fillmore like tennis balls over howling guitars and loungey synths. Girls frontman Chris Owens and unbelievably amazing DIY-popper Ariel Pink--both original Holy Shit members--were sadly nowhere to be found.
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San Francisco's favorite indie-roots-rock crew Girls (named one of the best bands of 2009 by Rolling Stone, SPIN, and Pitchfork) came out with bouquets on their microphones and on their minds as they played through a set heavy on slow, organ-heavy ballads, augmented by a horn section and more rhythm guitarists than you could shake a lily at. The light show was particularly dramatic during their set, switching between roving spotlights and deep colors. The set's finale found Owens bellowing over a wall of smoke and vividly flashing strobe lights--a veritable thunderstorm.
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