John Vanderslice with the Magik*Magik Orchestra
It was my first time inside the historic Herbst Theatre, and the place is a mid-20th-century hoot. Indie rock horns into the damndest places these days, but it's still disconcerting to abruptly slam into giant paint-slathered likenesses of Eleanor Roosevelt and Harry Truman en route to a rock show. The UN Charter was signed here in 1945; the framed blotch features Harry, Eleanor, and sundry whey-faced hawkish types as principal directors and shareholders of the world body. Rocker kids capered happily among all the postwar bric-a-brac, lolling in the dinky seats where once global dignitaries sat, cheerfully waiting for the preshow talk at eight.