Jack Pearadin and Doug Nelsen found a 1.73-carat diamond after nearly a year of searching the park's field.
8:30 p.m. Revolution. $18 adv., $20 day of.
Back in the spring and summer of 2005, Dr. Dog's "Easybeat" was near inescapable among my crowd. It seemed like it was playing at every get-together or dinner party or after-party or pre-party or wherever you were, there it was.
"Easybeat" is one of the best examples of the type of shaggy, classic rock-informed pop that's not trying to take over the world nor reinvent the wheel. It's just fun. That is unless you're of those joyless, cynical, stick-in-the-mud types who can't admit to digging something unless it's super obscure and you knew about it first and can thus lord your superior tastes over everyone. Though I suppose if you just flat-out don't like rock music, you're probably not going to like Dr. Dog.
The Philly five-piece has released several albums over the years, including this year's "Be the Void." While their subsequent records aren't carbon copies of "Easybeat," they never stray too far from the Beatles/Beach Boys blueprint. But so what? What Dr. Dog does, the band does really well.
Opening the 18-and-older show is whimsical psych purveyor Cotton Jones.
After the jump, check out the video for Dr. Dog's "Do the Trick," which stars all those old Star Wars toys your mom sold at that garage sale back in 1990.
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