My Morning Jacket – review

Roundhouse, LondonOnly four songs in and the PA cut out, the sirens blared and the Roundhouse was evacuated. Had Kentucky's My Morning Jacket tripped the inhouse prog alarm, or had the venue overloaded trying to work out what sort of band they are? Elegiac alt-country? Stoner Zep rock? Electro folk? The goth Eagles? An evil Flaming Lips fronted by a yeti dressed as Darth Vader?After 45 minutes in a drizzly car park and an all-clear from the fire services, we filed back inside for the rest of ...

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