I Saw Battles at Southstreet Seaport on Friday. They were cerebral and brutal in all the right ways, and total masters at working the crowd into an anticipated frenzy. After 10 minutes of tape loopy sound effects you're just dying for outrageously talented drummer John Stanier to reach for that towering crash and deliver something along the lines of a mosh part. I ran into a drummer friend, Tim, and we traded pleased looks as the band eased into the demented shuffle of "Atlas", the highlight of the set, and a song that seemed to actually intensify the swaying of the docked ship directly behind them. I normally am put off by artists that operate in the experimental/electronic prog genre, but watching Battles you got the feeling this is one of the bands of our time.
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