I'm here to evangelize: The Icks are the most fun band playing out in Indianapolis right now. I'm a bit obsessed with their first LP, Little Rotten, which they released at a Saturday night show this weekend in Fountain Square. They recorded the album this summer at Queensize Studios, and released a few singles (the supremely danceable "Bad Wolf" is a personal favorite) through the fall. With all the fuzzed-out rock spewing out of Fountain Square lately, The Icks' clear, clean, drum machine-powered organ rock is a joy for my tired ears.
General Public Collective is a small storefront on Virginia Ave., across the street from the Murphy Arts Center. Although I haven't seen a great many shows there since their opening this fall, the space's interior seems to evolve every time I step inside (and I was there three times last week, so this is notable). For this show, which took place in a corner by the bookshelf that separates the vintage clothes section from the open gallery, the owners stretched a projector screen across the bookshelves and showed The Shining, forwards and backwards (a symmetry experiment popularized by the extremely stoned). While the space isn't absolutely ideal (and there was definitely something odd going on with the vocal mix), I was surprised at how great it sounded.
The set ran a bit long, but I don't think that criticism is very valid at an album release show — after all, you're there to celebrate a huge new batch of songs being birthed into the world. And there was only one opener, the deep-voiced Sir Deja Doog, who performed solo. I enjoyed his spare guitar arrangements and sonorous vocals (not unlike Bill Callahan's), and brief organ interplays. Sir Deja Doog kept his folky songs stripped for this set — he left the spoken word at home this time — and while it was a significantly mellow intro for The Icks, I can't wait to see him out again soon.