Fuck Springsteen. I've seen the future of rock and roll and its name is El Ten Eleven.
The Los Angeles duo blew into Neurolux last month, lights blazing and feet a-tapping to put on what was easily the most impressive show I've seen in years.
Bass/guitarist Kristian Dunn spent much of the set on a double-neck wired to a series of looping pedals. Between the live loops and his ability to finger-tap both necks at the same time, Dunn created complex and layered electro-rock sounds most modern bands require multiple members to achieve, and that are far beyond the reach, even the imagination, of most guitarists. Perfectly backed by the electronic/acoustic hybrid drumming of Tim Fogarty, the band's sound is like a more rocking, less static version of Ratatat. But El Ten Eleven does it all live, no drum machines or pre-recorded loops allowed.
And best of all, they topped it off with a muscular physical performance and a light show that left the audience with their jaws on the floor.
El Ten Eleven manages what, up until that night, I thought may have been impossible: to pair the technicality and artistry of modern musical paradigms with the balls-out delivery that rock 'n' roll used to be built on. Their sound and live presence is totally unparalleled by contemporary acts.