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From Indian Lakes Bring Intimate Reverie to Crescent Ballroom
May 13, 2025 • by Phyoe Thaung
On Sunday night, From Indian Lakes turned Crescent Ballroom into a space where introspection could stretch out and breathe. Opening the Phoenix stop of L.S. Dunes’ 2025 Spring tour, the California city name-sake didn't play like a support act. They played like a band tracing the edges of something personal—building a set not around spectacle, but around sensation. air was hushed but never heavy—buoyed by swirling guitar lines, spare rhythms, and the kind of songwriting that doesn’t announce itself but finds you anyway.
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Led by the soft-spoken and quietly magnetic Joey Vannucchi, the band opened with “Water,” a slow bloom of a song that seemed to steady the room. “Holy” followed, equally restrained, its layered ambiance drawing the crowd closer, like leaning into a whisper.
Through “The Flow” and “The Lines,” From Indian Lakes showed their signature command of restraint—never rushing, never reaching for cheap crescendos. Instead, they let the dynamics build like weather. Fans stood still, not out of passivity but presence, holding the moment the way one might hold breath underwater.
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When Vannucchi did speak, his dry wit cut through the fog—recalling a moment from the tour that made the entire front row laugh. It was the kind of break that made the intimacy feel earned, not curated.
“The Wilderness” and “Breaking My Bones” darkened the mood just slightly, allowing tension to surface in quick flashes before retreating. “Label This Love” brought one of the set’s most tender moments, drawing audible sighs during its final refrain.
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By the time they reached “Dissonance,” the closing track, the room felt gently unraveled. Not undone, but opened. Like something had been named without having to say it directly. From Indian Lakes didn’t offer catharsis—they offered clarity. A clear line drawn through shadow, then softened by sound.