by maxedaperture Talking about ticket sales has a way of riling up the commentariat around here, but since we’re two days past the band’s pre-sale, and one day past IMP’s pre-sale, and we’re in the official window of every old seat in the house is on sale, we’d like to kindly let you know that tickets to see Arcade Fire and Spoon at Merriweather on August 6 are still available as of the time…

Last night’s show at the 9:30 Club was just one more piece of evidence to prove that Spoon may be the best touring band in America right now. Britt Daniel, Jim Eno, Rob Pope and Eric Harvey played 23 career-spanning songs with an emphasis on the last two albums (well, 22 and one cover of a song by The Damned), and adeptly showed the crowd just what divides the men from the boys in the…

We don’t understand why Benjy Ferree is not a big star. The Three Stars alum plays roosty indie gems and has great stage presence — he’s a funny and engaging and a strong performer. He’s toured with Spoon and The New Pornographers and is signed to Domino Records (Franz Ferdinand, Arctic Monkeys, etc). And his band is basically a D.C. supergroup, with Laura Harris of The Aquarium, Amy Domingues and Jonah Takagi from Garland…

MONDAY >> You cannot avoid Toots Hibbert on TV these days. Well actually, it is just that Nissan car commercial with the Clash’s version of Toots & the Maytals’ “Pressure Drop.” The guy who penned that song, “Reggae Got Soul,” and numerous other R&B flavored Jamaican numbers is at the 930 Club with the latest version of the Maytals. Hot D.C. go-go combo Mambo Sauce were just added as openers. $26 >> If solo indie…

Spoon front man and friend of DCist Britt Daniel has left us another update regarding their upcoming performances in the area. Yes, that’s right, we said “performances.” Plural. As he hinted at in his last comment, the band is keeping their 10/23 date at the 9:30 Club with The Ponys following the 10/22 gig with The Shins at Merriweather. Here’s what Britt had to say: Hi again. We did finally figure out a way…

There was quite a bit of discontent going on in the comments section over our post yesterday regarding Spoon’s canceled 9:30 Club shows. Imagine our surprise when the band’s front man, Britt Daniel, graciously added his voice to the discussion to let us know what happened. Hi guys I first heard about this situation last week while we were traveling in Europe. There was some misunderstanding on my part from the beginning…I was told that…

We’ve gotten a couple emails wondering about the strange things afoot with the two scheduled Spoon shows at the 9:30 Club in October. In case you haven’t heard the somewhat confusing story, Spoon booked two nights (October 22 and 23) at the 9:30 Club, and tickets went on sale August 9. Sometime last week, tickets mysteriously stopped being sold, without explanation. Then this past weekend, people who’d already purchased tickets received the following email:…

Londonist are starting to think their city is getting just a little bit too expensive, when even Christian Slater can’t afford to go out there. And there’s no escaping, as local singer Lily Allen discovered when she was barred entry to the US. The British mapping agency caused further bad karma, by blocking a 3-D representation of London in Google Earth. But the smiles returned to Londonist’s faces as they interviewed Baroness von Reichardt,…

At this weekend’s Virgin Festival, we snagged a few spare moments with Spoon’s songwriter and front man, Britt Daniel, and drummer Jim Eno. The Austin-based quartet has been one of indie rock’s most beloved for more than a decade. They recently released their sixth album, Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga, to warm reviews pretty much everywhere (you can hear the whole album on their label’s site here). After enjoying their set, I headed back…

While SFist cringed at the fatal dose of crime littering the Bay Area, it found solace in Hillary Clinton’s San Francisco campaign headquarters opening, which featured loads of exposed mammary glands. In other news, SF Taxi Commission ruled that Satan’s cab must keep its (in)famous medallion number, 666; and in an un-fashion-forward frenzy, San Francisco Fashion Week (chortle) bars bloggers from covering and getting smashed at their shows and parties, respectively. Also, they found a…