After jumping around a bit on Spiro's back patio listening to Teenage Bottlerocket, I headed toward the ladies room, only to be diverted by the childlike, sweet vocals of Madeline Adams. She and her band, Madeline, enchanted a small gathering with folky songs conjuring thoughts of Tilly and the Wall and Kimya Dawson. I had to stay and watch to see Robbie Cucciaro play the beat up baritone tuba. It was beautiful. Check out
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recorded live. (My apologies for the distortion, but you know how it is in small clubs with loud speakers.) -- Chelsea Ide