After a back-porch smoke break during which gales blew smoke and embers through random trajectories, Daniel Blumberg, aka Oupa (Yuck’s lead singer), began his set. Similar to PR but more ruminative, androgynous and riddled with falsetto (think Jónsi), Blumberg continued the theme of slow-paced guitar and keyboard ballads played in front of a sparsely populated, intimate audience. We thought we recognized one of the songs as a cover (we just couldn’t put our finger on it — hate that!), and when the soft-talking Brit sheepishly invited us to heckle him, The Spin, after surmising his ilk, were tempted to shout for more covers by “Kate Bush!” or “Tori Amos!” or “Field Mice!” or “The Smiths!” Thankfully, The Spin exercised restraint, and when we approached Blumberg about our suspicion that he had covered a song, he said that yes, he had covered a Porcelain Raft song.
By midnight, The Basement had filled to near-maximum capacity to watch "Dick Move," the incognito moniker for one Mr. Justin Townes Earle. (What other club in Nashville boasts better secret shows than The Basement?) Joined by upright bass and fiddle, the band nailed it (any mistakes went unnoticed by the scotch-served Spin at this point) and left us feeling warm enough to confront the weather after Earle & Co. closed with a ’Mats cover, “Can’t Hardly Wait.”