Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeros
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Artist: Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros
Hails From: Los Angeles, CA
Musical Style: Folk, Choral, Pop
For Fans of: Arcade Fire, The Avett Brothers, Neil Diamond
Why you should check them out:
Impromptu outdoor sing-a-longs, head bands, and spirited folk harmonies, Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros are what current day psychedelic rock dreams are made of.
Background Check:
Heralded by NPR for their recent SXSW performance that even made one reporter “shed a tear” the eleven piece Southern California music troupe perfectly embodies the original hippie aesthetic rooted in the late 60′s. And although the term hippie is more often lost to negative connotations now a days, for a while it meant only an alternative simple lifestyle. Peace love, and understanding, all aspects that The Magnetic Zeros are helping to resituate within contemporary music.
The stage persona of Alex Ebert, Edward Sharpe is a bright, shiny force of good times and close friends. His oft bearded and bicycling ensemble, the Magnetic Zeros are anything but. They create folk rock with all the bells and whistles one would expect from nearly a dozen people on stage, each adding the supporting pieces to Sharpe’s already vivid technicolor music. Departing from the syncopated beats of Ebert’s time in L.A. band Ima Robot, The Magnetic Zeros welcome listeners in with catchy choruses undoubtedly meant for audience participation.
With a debut EP still on the way and a full length set for July 2009, this act has already shown to be above the standard throwback sensation. Edward Sharpe and The Magnificent Zeros have amassed a dedicated community with their rollicking shows and songs at once achingly familiar and yet all together original.
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If you love to dance and feel happy. Go see Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeros. There are no “zeros” in this group. Clever folk rock.
The first time I heard Edward Sharpe, I was working drive through at a Starbucks. A car with a couple girls drove up to the window. The song, Home was blaring out of the speakers and the girls were singing along. I couldn’t get the song out of my head for the rest of my shift.