Lord Huron

For a one-man outfit, Benji Schneider's lordship at first seems pretty divided: bright calypso beats, yarny folk harmonies à la Fleet Foxes, and a wanderlust akin to Zach Condon's. On paper it sounds like either an indie Frankenstein, an indie gimmick, or both. But on his EPs and onstage, Schneider's savvy balance charges refreshing new life into folk on the one hand and tempers steel drums with a hazy swirl on the other hand. Having written his brilliant blends in Michigan, New York, France, Indonesia and Mexico, Lord Huron doesn't just throw sounds together seeking to please; he only seeks to rest his head. With Tennis, Air Waves. MARY PAULINE DIAZ

Tue., Feb. 1, 8 p.m., 2011

 
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