A$AP Ferg started his set by saying, All the boys, feel free to mosh pit. All the girls, feel free to show your tits!
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  • A$AP Ferg's set was off to a great start with: "All the boys, feel free to mosh pit. All the girls, feel free to show your tits."

We saw so many bands at Block Party today! Almost all of them! (At least that's what it felt like!)

This post was updated with fresh reviews and photos as they came in. We are now done reviewing Friday. Enjoy!

A$AP Ferg: Andrew Matson tells us, "'Make some noise for Macklemore behind the stage,' said A$AP Ferg, who hypnotized a huge crowd with misogynistic rap bangers, and made it known Harlem was definitely in the house. A woman in the crowd wearing gold chains said, of the show, 'I'm too stoned to give an adequate description.'"

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  • Spoon. Is being neither seen nor heard the future of stage presence?

Spoon: Andrew Hall tells us, "Spoon's live performance is an immaculate reproduction of their records minus horns, no more and no less. For two people in front of me, this was an overpowering aphrodisiac."

Sandrider: Kathleen Richards tell us, "I know I've only lived in Seattle for three weeks, but I feel fairly confident in saying that Sandrider may be one of the city's best live acts. This is equal-opportunity ROCK. I've never seen so many exuberant (and diverse) faces moshing at once. People lost their shit when they broke into Jane's Addiction's 'Mountain Song.' There was copious indecipherable yelling and triumphant fist-pumping. Quote of the night: 'I fucking love this shit!! Yeah!!!!!'"

Man or Astro-Man?
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  • Man or Astro-Man? still got it.

Man or Astro-Man?: Dave Segal tells us, "Man or Astro-man?'s slashing, tight surf-punk set culminated in a Theremin freakout and the drummer inexplicably impaling three of his drums on mic stands. Earlier on, a high-profile local techno DJ asked, 'Why do rock bands always mix the bass so low?'"

Dub Thompson: Todd Hamm tells us, "I'm not sure why I wanted to see Dub Thompson—they sound like the Cars meets Keanu Reeves (I cheated, they gave a shout out to Bill & Ted). Either way, they were the second band I saw today who played with a broken guitar string (Iska Daaf was the other), and their banter was weird enough to be fun: 'My name is Roger Waters and I'm a total virgin. Shots fired,' quoth the lead singer."

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  • Odesza. That's right: Two dudes, two laptops.

Odesza: Dave Segal tells us, "Hometown electronic duo Odesza turned knobs and bobbed their heads with an enthusiastic flourish while dropping unfeasibly chirpy bass tracks for neophyte suburban ravers. 'Our computer just fell off the stage' one of the Odesza boys said toward the end, cutting short their set by 15 minutes."

Julia Shapiro of Childbirth
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  • Julia "Cool Slut" Shapiro: "This next song is called 'Breast Coast,' it's a tribute to Best Coast. It's about hanging out with your boyfriend or whatever."

Childbirth: Andrew Matson tells us, "Childbirth was tour tight, home from burning through their West Coast tour in hospital gowns; tough call which was radder, Julia Shapiro writing COOL SLUT on her hand or the surprise supergroup finale with Lisa Prank on vocals for 'Know-It-All Dad' (chorus: You're not my real dad!). 'I feel empowered,' said one boyfriend in the crowd. 'And fertile,' added his girlfriend."

Lemolo: Emily Nokes tells us, "I tried to see Lemolo, but I instead was stuck in a backpack-search to end all backpack-searches (they opened the blush in my makeup bag! twice!) and only caught the last three chords of their last song. It sounded melodic."

NAVVI: Todd Hamm tells us, "NAVVI is a band you should get on the internet and listen to right now—the Seattle duo's electro-dub-meets-chillwave is sleek as hell, and singer Kristin Henry's voice absolutely kills. When unfairly pressured for analysis, the bartender at Barboza proclaimed that he also liked their 'Melodic ambient soul.'"

About the pushing: Emily Nokes tells us, "Okay, this isn't about a band, but these teens gotta stop pushing everyone like rabid (yet fashionable) ponies when they're stampeding into/out of shows. Geez, where you even rushing to? To the corner where you're just going to stand around looking bored and slightly confused? I am so old right now."

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  • Steve Snere of Crypts feat. Steve Snere of Crypts' belt.

Crypts: Kelly O tells us, "Crypts' set was a psychotic sonic freak-the-fuck out, with singer Steve Snere crowd-surfing, spitting on people, and stage diving and landing (un-caught) right on the hard cement floor before finally choking himself with his own belt. It was brilliant."

Tacos!: Kathleen Richards tells us, "Tacos! may have a jokey name but their riffs are serious as fuck. Their set induced several displays of devil horns and some sporadic pogoing from a kid upfront, and at the end of their set a girl shouted (bc she was now deaf): 'They're so fucking good!'"

Cabana: Todd Hamm tells us, "Cabana's desperado-psych fit in with the Cha Cha's boozy burrito vibe perfectly. Sauntering guitar lines and maracas gave way to crashing waves of cymbals and hearty riffs, and the lead singer even offered to arm wrestle the crowd (no takers, so I think he wins by default)."

Neighbors: Michael Hall tells us, "Neighbors' songs from the album Will You Please Be Quiet, Please? sound razor sharp—their underdog soul was the most communicative I've ever seen them; the banner behind them read 'Just Win Baby' and meant it totally. The feeling was real, and not just because the guy behind me was uncontrollably compelled to shout 'YES! YES! YES!' whenever he was not clapping out of time."

Matt & Kim were particular about photo passes and release forms,
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  • No one felt like filling out the hassle-y last-minute Matt & Kim photo-release forms, but here's what the backs of peoples' heads looked like during their set.

Matt & Kim: Emily Nokes tells us, "Matt & Kim covered 30 seconds of every song a festival enthusiast would ever want to hear ("Remix to Ignition" remix, anyone?), occasionally covering songs by Matt & Kim."

Dust Moth: Dave Segal tells us, "Black-clad sextet Dust Moth—who are going to be big, I predict—ground out densely layered, melodically elegant rock with subtle goth-metal undercurrents and stadium-sized dynamics. Right after their powerful set ended, a guy shouted, 'What are you trying to prove?!' The band ignored him."

Constant Lovers: Kathleen Richards tells us, "Constant Lovers play rock the way it's supposed to be played: unpredictable, unhinged, and seemingly on the verge of losing control. Each member appears worthy of leading his own cult, as evidenced by the audience's spontaneous chanting of band names. Finally a dude said 'it's time to go' but, unsurprisingly, never left."

Mr. Hill and JFK: Andrew Matson tells us, "Apparently Mr. Hill (from Old Dominion) booked a DJ gig at Havana billed to him and rapper JFK just so they could both get entrance bracelets; JFK did not rap, but Hill DJ'd excellent cuts by Avatar Young Blaze as well as classic soul, setting a chill vibe in Havana while the fest raged outside. Someone in the crowd said, 'I can't come to Block Party tomorrow, I got a kickball game.'"