Nada Surf, Jan. 30 at the Triple Door. Photo by Laura Musselman.
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Nada Surf, Sea Wolf
Showbox at the Market, $18, 8 p.m.
Nada Surf is the sort of band I love to hate. Headquarters: Williamsburg, Brooklyn—Grrrrrrrrrrr!!!! Words "nada" and "surf" in band name: Rrrrrrowwwwrrrr!!!!! White guy with dreadlocks in band: Grrrrreeeeeooooowwwwwrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!! I FUCKING HATE WHITE GUYS WITH DREADS. And yet, I can't hate Nada Surf, no matter how hard I try. Why? Because their new album, Lucky, is the best one I've heard so far this year. Dreads aside, they've always been a rock-solid, three-piece indie-pop band. But this album, featuring local contributions from Ben Gibbard, Sean Nelson, and SW columnist John Roderick, blows anything they've ever done out of the water. Way out of the water. I can't say enough good things about this record. It's perfect. It even makes me start to like white guys with dreads—or at least keep an open mind about them.