Beach House

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The magnificent and ethereal Beach House played at Auckland's Town Hall on Monday. It was their first private show since playing at Kings Arm's 10 years ago.

I felt at peace watching their set and felt the crowd's enjoyment through their sways and quiet smiles. Beach House performed with an 'almost smug' power, laced with smoke, bold light displays and mystery. Their rolling acoustics exploited the space and emphasized Legrand's haunting vocals.

At times I wished that her hidden face was more visible, however her choice to remain shadowed added to the dynamic esoteric vibe.

The dream-pop, indie-rock band put on a show strong enough to knock certain parameters I had assumed for them well out of the way; proving that they can still impressively make some of their best stuff 7 albums into their career.