No man is an island. But seven dudes, including Nick Diamonds and J'aime Tambeur formerly of the Unicorns, make up a band called Islands. They brought guitars, keyboards, bass, drums, a violin, a viola, and a few woodwinds to Avalon Saturday for an early show (it ended at 10:30?!) that was part of the Green Apple Music Fest. Yes, I said woodwinds, like a cool island breeze. Sorry. But things of and relating to islands are actually a theme in the lyrics. While ghosts and unicorns were a staple in Unicorns songs, Islands often mention the land mass and the surrounding water. In their songs there are sunsets, whalebones, swans, volcanoes and trouble with the gods. However, this theme is only at play in a few songs. Other highlights during the show not concerned with water were "Don't Call Me Whitney, Bobby," "I Feel Evil," and "Rough Gem," a play on Nick's stage name. Their music is also more panoramic. The unusual bass clarinet bounces along nicely with the bass guitar. Some guy even gave it a shout out from the crowd. There was also a regular clarinet and recorder on a few tunes. The strings came in and out sometimes playing long sentimental notes and then switching to more playful plucking. With all these instruments, these seven guys had a really big sound on stage. One sustained note by the entire band in between songs reminded me of an orchestra tuning.
The crowd was really into it and pressing toward the front the whole time. But the craziest moment was when the three rappers, one was Busdriver, came out for the hip-hop interlude in "Where There is a Will, There is Whalebone." They spit their fast raps, which are as goofy as Islands' songs, and then disappeared when "Whalebone" went back to being just a rock song. The crowd went bananas for it.
Nick was pissed that the show was ending so early and said they would continue the party elsewhere by going to get some "milk and cookies." After the encore, the band unplugged their instruments and the drummer picked his floor tom up by the leg, flipping it over. They quickly marched off stage and out the door carrying an acoustic guitar, a recorder, a banjo, and the modified marching drum. Many people, including me, trailed right behind them. But the rain was pouring outside and they picked up speed once they hit Sixth Avenue so I lost them. I would like to think that they did not just march around the block but ran straight to a bar or bodega to get those "milk and cookies." So if you were out Saturday at 10:30 and seven guys in matching white outfits carrying instruments burst into your bar shortly followed by a parade of people, know that they just came from a ridiculous show at Avalon.
Update: After reading the blogs this morning, I learned that Islands returned to the front of Avalon for some street-side music with the remaining crowd chanting "too legit to quit." (KevChino via stereogum – check out Kev's YouTube video)