When EMA and her band buried Bonnaroo's Other Tent audience in an
avalanche of feedback and gut-wrenching poetry, they weren't too
worried about comfort—in fact, the guitar-toting noise-folk queen has
the bloody fingers to prove it. So naturally, when it came to finding
a place to crash, Erika M. Anderson wasn't looking for a four-star
hotel. Raised in South Dakota, now based in Portland, EMA has no
problem pitching a tent in the Manchester woods. "To be real honest,"
she says, "it's the end of the tour and I think we were all really
sick of coordinating stuff." But do they like camping? "Oh fuck yeah!
Look at this shit. We party." Thankfully, SPIN was invited. CHRIS MARTINS
Over the course of her nearly decade-long career as Grouper, Liz Harris has become a master of all things overcast. Her ambient compositions and waterlogged ballads are like fogged-up windows — bleary enough to indicate the bleakness inside, but only its vaguest outlines. There’s suggestion of something heartbreaking, but its true shape remains occluded, unobtainable,… More »