LAist pick!

Heather Goldberg: percussion, vocals
Amir Kenan: drums, vocals
Orpheo Mccord: percussion
Lewis Pesacov: electric guitar
Matt Popieluch: 12 string, vocals
Luke Top: guitar, vocals

Thanks for coming out to Zebulon and Union Hall. Both were great. Band consisted of:

Annie Choi: keys
Jeanann Dera: violin
Annie Levey: guitar, clarinet, flute
Andrew Livingston: upright bass
Michael Tapper: drums, vocals
Luke Top: guitar, vocals

Extra thanks to Emily Ulmer, Marlow Riley, Josh Edwards, Lynn Xu, Michael Tapper, and Michael Leviton for the hospitality.

Pic by Emily Ulmer.

Noah's Ark

Andrew Bunnell: bass
Max Hart: B3 organ
Amir Kenan: voice, drums
Lewis Pesacov: guitar, percussion
Matt Popieluch: voice
Luke Top: voice, guitar, keys, percussion

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In MacArthur Park
the stars were home, the grass was dark.
I heard my lover's call
and I held a match up to Noah's Ark.

Can you see me?
Are you with me?
Will you mime me?
Will you stone me?

"Listen close, little bird, you're mine.
I'll protect you my Palestine."

On a Mayan farm
the crowd begets a laughing stock.
As the tears rolled on
she held a knife to the serpent's heart.

Can you see me?
Are you with me?
Will you mime me?
Will you stone me?

"Listen close, little bird, you're mine.
I'll protect you my Palestine.
Rest your throat my singing chime.
You're not too far from the sparkling vine."

I'm no longer
I'm no longer
An empty flag held up by a wire.
I'm no longer
I'm no longer
A dormant beast with no self-honor.

You listen close, the ticket has been torn.

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Friends

Andrew Bunnell: percussion
Max Hart: B3 organ
Amir Kenan: voice, drums, percussion
Cass Mccombs: voice
Lewis Pesacov: dobro guitar, percussion
Matt Popieluch: voice
Luke Top: voice, guitar, bass, percussion

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Friends, like smoke and holy water.
Warm bread that softens up the blow.
Friends, burned into the marrow.
A mirrored den, a place to leave your skin.

Darling, darling can you wait for the sun to come up?
Darling, darling will we wait for our friends to catch up?

Friends, I love you more than lightning.
Your light is strong, not just a passing storm.
Friends, emotion in the desert.
Stalling death, like winter in L.A.

Darling, darling can you wait for the sun to come up?
Darling, darling will we wait for our friends to catch up?

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Lord, Save me from this Valley

Micah Calabrese: drums
Luke Top: voice, guitar, keys, bass

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Lord, save me from this valley.
Lift me up from the sobbing.
I've tried to walk in your shoes for the last time.
Drunk love is not a story.
A cold desert is a story.
I've gone and failed to be strong
for the last time
the last time
the last time
the last time