Kevin Bronson on April 13th, 2013

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Who: Divine Fits at the Outdoor Theatre
ӬIn 3 or Fewer Words: Spoon, fork and knife.
”¨Memorable Because: “We’re called Divine Fits. This is not a beautiful day,” Britt Daniel said, wilting in the oppressive late-afternoon sun in Indio. Well, now, that depends. Because the songs from “A Thing Called Divine Fits,” lock-jawed, feral and tighter than your Coachella wristband, seemed a perfect palate-pleaser considering the mashed-potatoes folk that would follow on this stage from Of Monsters and Men. Daniel’s project with Dan Boeckner (Wolf Parade/Handsome Furs) and Sam Brown (New Bomb Turks) has teeth, most of which were bared over 45 minutes. Months ago, I thought Divine Fits merely a well-intentioned, well-executed product from some consummate pros. It seems to be its own beast now, howling good.
What I’d Tell My Friends Who Were at Metric: You missed a rock show.
– K.B. (Photo by Jeff Miller)