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“Philly act the Minor Arcana has a poetic, intense take on indie chamber rock.”
“Matthew Landis is quite the wordy gent. Ask the recently published poet (Like a Moth from His Dead Mouth) and keyboardist of the cabaret-rock sensation World/Inferno Friendship Society a question and he tows a seriously reasoned line about government interaction, Obama and his family's past on Tulip Street near the Tacony-Palmyra Bridge. "I think living in a smaller city like Philadelphia, where cultural dialogue is less diffuse, where more people know more people, invites a certain amount of synthetic thinking and creating," says Landis. His band, The Minor Arcana, celebrates the release of Emotional Alchemy...”
“Landis' voice is the right mix of lounge, whiskey and Morrissey to sweetly sneer about "hipster archaeologists" drinking PBR and doing "cocaine that's fine as fucking drywall." The song is "A Modest Proposal" and you need to hear it.”
“The evening kicked off a little behind schedule with Philadelphia based pianist/singer/songwriter Matt Landis who occasionally plays with World/Inferno. His striking voice and very apt lyrics alternately made the crowd roar at points and look into themselves, especially "All That We Are," a beautifully haunting song that was made all the better by the atmospherics of the room. Landis entertained the crowd just as much with his between songs set telling stories of Robert Johnson (who he covered amazingly), hating being compared to Billy Joel and Elton John and playing a quick section of a Randy Newman song. ”
“The first of several pleasant surprises came in the form of opener and fellow Philadelphian Matthew Landis. The sometimes keyboardist for World/Inferno...deliver some really terrific song-writing with an undeniable voice. He also put his finger on a hilarious conundrum shared by all songwriting pianists. “People either say you sound like Billy Joel or Elton John,” he said halfway through the performance. At this point the flask was empty, and when I turned to my girlfriend to say what I was thinking the whole time: “He reminds me of Randy Newman. Should I tell him? I’m gonna tell him…” Now there are a couple of ways this could have played out. Let me tell you, when confronted by a drunk audience member screaming “Randy Newman!” the way losers used to scream “Slayer!” at hardcore shows, any piano player who dives into an impromptu performance of “Political Science” earns my respect. Matthew Landis caught the ball.”
“Although missing the familiar handlebar mustache of Franz Nicolay, the group sufficiently compensated with newcomer Matt Landis, a menace at the keyboard.”