Los Angeles Broken West
likes its power-pop the way Summerteeth-era Wilco liked it -- with a dash of sonic mindfuck thrown into the mix. On its debut album, I Cant Go On, Ill Go On, the bands sunny-day melodies and hook-swollen songs fight the urge to drift too far from their base. But the occasional psychedelic swirl and Big Star-inspired jangle knock them back a few decades. Still, this is new-millennium California pop at its breeziest.
Mon., March 5, 9 p.m.