On Friday night, after tearing down the house at EVR (we played "No Diggety!") We headed out to the Silent Barn to see recent Dead Oceans signee Phosphorescent play what we expected to be slow and melancholy songs—instead we got jammed out southern rock with a full band including a dude wailing on the keyboard. Essentially it sounded nothing like the new album, but we weren't mad. Matthew Houck and crew ran through an awesome rendition of "Wolves," and an extended version of "At Death, a Proclamation" that converted the brief funeral march of the original into a lush, gummy wall of sound. The songs sounded different, sure, but isn't that the whole point of going to a concert? Also, everyone seemed really drunk.