Some of Lucius' best shows have been born from the most obnoxious, pain-in-the-ass circumstances, the kind that rear their meddling heads at the most inopportune moment.
Just before playing a sold-out show at the Bowery Ballroom a few months ago, one of their cars got towed--with a bunch of gear inside, along with the brand new matching outfits Holly Laessig and Jess Wolfe had picked up for the performance--and the intricate lighting design they had configured wouldn't work, either. In April, after playing the Mercury Lounge, they brought the band van back to Ditmas Park for the night, figuring it would be parked on the street for a few hours at most in between the late show and the early sound-check they had the next day. While Laessig and Wolfe were singing in a session that morning, they received a flurry of phone calls from one of their band mates, who had returned to the block the van was parked on only to find it gone.
In both instances, you'd never know that Lucius was dealing with the most stressful logistical headaches a band can face. They didn't panic in the face of major setbacks, both financial and personal: if anything, they took their frustrations, channeled it into their music and let loose with the bombastic effervescence that's become their audio calling card.