By Ria Burman //
Neko Case with Destroyer //
Fox Theater Oakland – Oakland
December 3rd, 2018 //
Well-known as a member of the two-decade-old indie-rock outfit The New Pornographers, Neko Case delivered a fun and lively performance Monday at the Fox Theater in Oakland.
Singing songs both new and old, Case’s distinctive vocals and guitar playing brought stomp-foot vigor and sway-sweet happy to the crowd, which whooped and cheered throughout the evening. Her stage setup was anchored by a backdrop of hornet nests above the seven-piece that added a simple, yet interesting visual aspect to what ended up being a stellar show.

Destroyer
The distinguishing voice and strums of Case’s creations intertwined beautifully with her backing band, which also featured pedal steel guitar, keyboards, bass and drums, as the setlist on this night ranged from country-tinged tunes to more rocking, folk-driven feels.
Destroyer, which fellow Canadian and frontman Dan Bejar formed back in 1995, opened with Bejar performing a solo acoustic set that included SiriusXMU favorite “Tinseltown Swimming in Blood” from the group’s 2017 album ken and even a new song that has yet to be named.
NEKO CASE
Setlist:
Pitch or Honey
Last Lion of Albion
Deep Red Bells
Winnie
Maybe Sparrow
Margaret vs. Pauline
Calling Cards
Bad Luck
Curse of the I‐5 Corridor
Gumball Blue
Oracle of the Maritimes
Hex
Look for Me (I’ll Be Around)
Halls of Sarah
Dirty Diamond
Hold On, Hold On
Man
Encore:
Hell‐On
The Pharaohs
Loretta
Ragtime
This Tornado Loves You
DESTROYER
Setlist:
(Unknown)
Times Square
Tinseltown Swimming in Blood
Goddess of Drought
A Light Travels Down the Catwalk
Helena
(Unknown) (new song)
Chinatown
Foam Hands










Photos by Nicole Alfaro // Written by Anthony Presti //






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