The first time I saw Future Islands, I was taken aback by how invested they were in what they were doing at that very moment.  There was no pretense, no posturing, and they seemed to really enjoy playing music for a crowd that appreciated their music. People were freaking out; dancing like robots on Quaaludes, screaming and spraying beer cans like bottles of champagne. When I finally got to hear the Baltimore trio’s Thrill Jockey album, In Evening Air, I […]