|Commentary and photos by Jeff Rey
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|ELI and the INDOOR BOYS
Close your eyes and you might think it's the mid 60s when skinny ties and mini-skirts were the newest fashion craze, Twiggy was the world's first supermodel and the British Invasion with its Mersey Beat was hip, cool, gear and altogether out of sight. But that isn't Freddie and the Dreamers or Chad and Jeremy up there on Piano's stage but Eli and the Indoor Boys pumping out a tight set of pop songs that may owe as much of an inspirational debt to Elvis Costello and The Pixies as to the lads from Liverpool, Manchester and London. Songs like "I Mean It This Time," "Dear Simon" and "The Country" are compact, solidly structured little wonders that all run under Top of the Pops magic three minutes. And, if you listen carefully, those easy beats are mated to lyrics that border on the edgy side of emo. As the Brits put it - Good Show!
Gregory Paul doesn't squint his eyes, bite his lip and rip off extended, self-indulgent solos to get his point across. Employing pulsating rhythms, unusual time signatures and ethereal lyrics, The Autumdivers establish an otherworldly atmosphere that is a mind-massaging sensory trip. This night at Pianos it was fitting that projected film bathed the band in flickering light as it provided a backdrop to their free flowing set. Like that interplay of shadows and colors, this music dances artfully through transitions of power and serenity. Vocalist/guitarist Paul is joined by drummer Aaron Boucher and bassist Tony Wensel to form a combo that is equal parts power trio and a troika of aural mystic guides.