Thursday 17 Apr
 
 

Odyssey of the mind

Jacob Fred Jazz Odyssey 

with Culture Cinematic and ADDverse Effects

9 p.m. Friday

Twisted Root Gallery

3012 N. Walker Ave.

twistedrootgallery.com

208-4288

$10

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Frndz with benefits

Boyfrndz with Bored Wax and The Hitt Boyz

9 p.m. Sunday

Blue Note Lounge

2408 N. Robinson Ave.

thebluenotelounge.com

600-1166

$5

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Saddle up

Horse Thief with Deerpeople and Pageantry

8:30 p.m. Friday

ACM@UCO Performance Lab

329 E. Sheridan Ave.

acm-uco.com

974-4700

$5-$8

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High heaven

Glow God with Weed, Feral Future and Power Pyramid

7 p.m. Friday

Capitol House

$5

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Darkened tones

Chevelle with Nothing More and Middle Class Rut

6:30 p.m. Monday

Diamond Ballroom

8001 S. Eastern Ave.

diamondballroom.net

677-9169

$24-$29

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The Del Toros — Young Blood Rising


Matt Carney January 5th, 2012

If you didn’t pick up on a sense of the dramatic while listening to white boy soul-rockers The Del Toro’s 2010 full-length debut “Come Down,” then there’s probably something wrong with your audio speakers. Or ears.

The group’s second effort, “Young Blood Rising,” rekindles that handsome, blue-eyed pop-blues-rock storytelling that singer Dave Rumsey’s good for; and the band steps forward with a confident swagger of knowing it has a couple of great anthemic lyrics and badass guitar solos stashed away for later.

The Del Toros spread that good, hooky stuff nice and even across these 13 songs, which range from the bright-toned and dreamy title track to the comfy piano-swaddled lull “Foreign Films” and up a red-dirt-riffing arc on “I’m Gone” in a quick three-song, mid-album suite. They also break out an organ, harmonica and slide guitar — sometimes all together — as in the first two-thirds of “Again.”

Rumsey’s lyrics are the constant here, but remain very much dynamic. One minute on “Quit You,” he says he’s a “sucker for your freckled skin,” the next he’s raised a glass and shouting a chorus of “here’s to forgettin’ you.” The appropriately named closer, “Hymn,” pensively completes an album that began with “Kick Drum Blues,” a restless love letter to Americana. Listening to “Young Blood Rising” feels an awful lot like returning home after a long adventure that had more ups than downs. —Matt Carney

 
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