Supergroup? Ty Segall had both Charlie Moonheart and Mikal Cronin backing him up and if you couldn’t feel it at the Duke Coffeehouse last Saturday, you have no feelings. “My Sunshine” sent the Duke crowd into a frenzy, bouncing around in what soon became a rich kids money mosh pit.

 

Segall handed the opening vocals of “Finger” off to Cronin, who seemed a little falsetto shy for a guy that ‘wooooooos’ half of his hooks. But that was quickly forgotten and the rest of the set was pure bliss.
 

Maybe it was the intimate setting, or maybe they were all still riding high off Gonerfest, but this was surprisingly one of those rare performances that you leaves feeling a little dazed. I think there’s a cliche that sums up that feeling…

After a couple listens to the squeaky clean Mikal Cronin LP, you’d imagine watching him live to be as entertaining as squeegeeing a window. Maybe that’s a play for the ladies, b/c this dude was heavy! There’s something that seems infallibly right when songs recorded so clean barrel from monitors so filthy, and this was one of those moments.

Who better to crack open a Mikal Cronin/Ty Segall double whammy than Chapel Hill scenesters Last Years Men? This might have been the soberest they’ve played to date (or maybe it was the other way around), but the lack of booze in no way killed their swagger - as they ran though a set of stripped down, Memphis-influenced garage numbers with mucho gusto and still had enough at the end to toss each other around the stage. Don’t let the wholesome shot fool you, if you look close enough you can actually see the blood in frontman Ben Carr’s neck boil when he wails.