By Matthew Taub
|Photo by WGINY|
There are few signs leading to the East River Park Amphitheater as one crosses the pedestrian bridge over the FDR drive. And by that, we mean, there are no signs at all. After an unfortunate detour, furiously scrolling through multiple web sites to ascertain the exact location, WGINY & co. eventually stumbled upon this intimate and inviting venue, a tastefully designed space on what could best be described as the lower, lower east side.
What immediately improved our mood was Mac DeMarco, glam-inspired off-kilter pop “slacker rock” preternatural precocious Canadian genius. Deemed a wunderkind even in the early days of Makeout Videotape (his first ensemble, since disbanded), DeMarco has followed up with solo offerings under an eponymous band name, starting with mini-album Rock and Roll Night Club and more recently with a full-length, aptly-tiled release, 2.
Appearing with his full traveling band, DeMarco, now at the ripe old age of 23, showed off his trademark “lo-fi crooning,” which included the use of jangly effect pedal distortions and typical juvenile antics, on this occasion including a range of character voices, intentionally misplaced-genre mash-up covers, and a serenade of girlfriend “Kiki” before the audience. The crowds were brought to their feet through the entire course of events, mobbed the stage, got kicked off the stage by security, stayed for an encore, and met the performer after the show, since he hopped over barricades to be taken in by the adoring masses.