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Dan Deacon, Nuclear Power Pants Recommended All Ages Early Warnings (Music) Soundboard Critics' Picks

When: Fri., Oct. 30, 8 p.m. 2009

I’ve said some mean things about DAN DEACON. I’ve called his music “boring” and “the worst thing since car accidents.” I’ve referred to him as a “sweaty man-child” and described his live show as a “blazing Technicolor annoyance machine.” I’ve accused him of making music ironically, and I’ve made light of the theft of his beloved strobing-green-skull stage prop. I don’t remember any specific instances where I’ve made fun of his fashion sense, but I can’t imagine I haven’t gotten around to it. And OK, I take it all back. Last year I had a road-to-Damascus moment after meeting Deacon backstage before a show he played in Washington, D.C., and I realized that the dude is serious about what he does—even his performing-on-the-floor crowd-participation thing is more than simple shtick. Ever since then his music’s made sense to me in a way that it never did before. It helps that this year’s Bromst (Carpark) swaps out some of the Day-Glo overload of his earlier stuff for a darker, more organic strain of hipster electro-tribalism. He could still stand to kick his wardrobe up a notch, but at this point I’m willing to overlook it. Nuclear Power Pants open. —Miles Raymer

Price: Sold out

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