Q and Not U
Ever wondered what Prince might sound like if he’d been born 20 years later and developed an inclination toward harder indie rock? No? Fuck you, then. We still say that any show by Washington, D.C.’s Q and Not U is every bit as enjoyable as a performance by the purple-obsessed funkster, though we’ve never actually seen Christopher Richards in a buttless yellow unitard. Sales of the group’s latest album, Power, haven’t matched those of its previous release, Different Damage (and definitely not those of Musicology), but that doesn’t matter. The band, known for its high-energy shows and loud, semipolitical presence, likes to keep things DIY and is influenced little by those pesky Soundscan numbers, preferring to focus on packing the house and making the audience dance like it’s, um, 1999.