by Brad Krohe
Last time Tame Impala hit Kansas City, it was part of a misadventure known hereafter as "that MGMT concert last summer." This time around, the Australian quartet won't have to contend with the unsavory crowd elements of a sold-out venue. (Here's looking at you, Blue Valley West.) Tame Impala can bathe in the spotlight all by itself at the Jackpot Music Hall.
Flying high on the trend of neo-psychedelia, the band works bleary soundscapes and cosmic good vibes rather than radio-friendly dance anthems. Its debut, Inner Speaker, comes complete with mind-expanding freakouts, gracious jams and just the right touch of prog synth. With one foot placed firmly in mid-era Beatles and the other in Can's most accessible territory, the group lays out fine psychotropic pop.