Thousands of bands imitate Black Sabbath and Blue Cheer, but few do so with the finesse of Dead Meadow, a power trio that's equally comfortable playing spacious psychedelia and biker-friendly shuffles. Their last couple of albums (Feathers, Old Growth) have featured some of their most concise songwriting, with singer Jason Simon's nasal coo finding a comfortable place among the swirling fuzz. Perhaps the turn toward accessibility came with relocating from Washington, DC, to Los Angeles? Regardless, the band is still reliably expansive in concert; their long-playing jams celebrating the power of the almighty riff.