Wow, people love this band. They love ’em. Everywhere you look is Grizzly Bears. When the issue of the best record of 2009 comes up, everyone is always saying “Veckatimest,” Grizzly Bear, are you crazy. And Animal Collective. People love those bands a lot. But I don’t! Grizzly Bear’s debut record, “Yellow House,” from 2006, was profoundly overrated, a commendable exercise is acoustic-electronic bridging and vocal harmonies that came off very pretty and very boring. With “Veckatimest,” the band grows more ambitious and ventures down the pop-rock road. Excessive vocal harmonies are still in tow, as is the overall mellow disposition, but like “Yellow House,” it’s just so painfully dull and under-expressed that by the time the middle of the record comes around I want to smother myself. (The band’s set at Lollapalooza this year somehow managed to be a tremendous disappointment despite me expecting nothing good to come from it in the first place.) Dreaminess comes with a price—Grizzly Bear can construct a song that’s calming and that seems to slow down the whole world, but they need to harness that talent and not induce sleep in the process. So far, snooooooze. (Tom Lynch)
September 27-28 at Metro, 3730 N. Clark, (773)549-0203, at 7pm. $25.