Yeasayer @ King Tut's

Brooklyn's Yeasayer treat a bustling Tut's to vocal harmonies lifted straight from the Fleetwood Mac copybook tonight. Many of their numbers sound like said band's Tusk, but riddled with samples. "This is work / this is business," lead singer Chris Keating informs the crowd before he and the band set off into the beautifully hypnotic strains of single Waiting for the Summer. There is nothing workmanlike about the delivery of their wares, however; on 2080 guitarist Anand Wilder produces excellently restrained and mystical guitar work like Ravi Shankar at his best. The crowd are bouncing now; singing along to every glorious word and going so far as to hum each jazz fill emanating from Ira Wolf Tuton's bass. Although some of these interstellar jams could be drawn out longer, it would never be in keeping with the 'Sayer's pop aesthetic. Regardless, the quartet sounds more organic and feels more approachable than on record, enough so to keep this crowd well within their grasp. [Neal Parsons]