I hesitate to call You Are Plural a singular sensation.
I caught their set at SFMOMA members party Saturday but could not stay to harass them or buy what looked to be pretty cool little needlepoint patches or somesuch homemadities, because our Gang of Four was hungry to get to Peter Fangs around the corner Nanking style grub, at 660 Howard which to me screams “WILLIE MAYS” if not “slide,  slide, slide.”

The band was understated and tasteful, more like egg flower soup than oh, what’s that fake heavy cream puff fried thing?

RIYL: Ramon and Jessica, Shes and Himsels, The Bird and Beasties, John and Exene, Zoe Keating who I saw had a credit on PBS South Africa doc, Madigan Shive if she had an affair with Donovan Leitch, well, when he was 25 or something like in a science fiction movie. Deerhoof if only because they are cool and played a SFMOMA event. Also, I booked a band briefly of really youngin’s from Austin called You and I. Kinda a Mayor Newsom’s cousin thing, Joanna? Although she is more of a Harpie, to my Harpo — I met her once, Kim Chun introduced us at The Evens show at or above DuNord and called me “an original G promoter” whatever that means.

Sorry for my Christgau complex; check their head:!

I took a photo:

You Are Plural and do not blend into the Mario Botta background, despite self-similarity of the black and white keys versus the black and gray bricks.