review
incendiary magazine
december 5 2011
by richard foster
How to beat that? Well, despite playing to a rapidly emptying room (due mainly to people anxious about getting trains); Spoelstra gives a performance of wit and bravura, drawing from his great LP The Almighty Internet,  as well as snatches from his EP and recent cassette release (a work which is encased in a strange book about his obsession with pallets). Those who hung around were smitten with both his music – a heady mix of glitchcore and bastardised alt.country – and his showmanship. This is a gregarious man who grins through his gigs, and expects you to as well; and he has a happy knack of making his act (which is really just a great deal of delay pedal pressing) look a lot of fun. Maybe it’s his silly crab-like walk which breaks out every time he uses his guitar. Whatever, what’s left of the crowd gives him a great and deserved reception.
