Although I may not be as down with the J-Man as Vito Aiuto and his Presbyterian pals, my personal religious convictions were no impediment to enjoying this thoroughly charming little show. Performing in a church lit solely by candlelight, the Asthmatic Kitty signings tonight bolstered their gospel infused indie-folk with a four-piece backing choir and a professional pianist. Vito’s vocal style is reminiscent of Sufjan Stevens (who incidentally produced their debut), but the real draw is his wife Monique, whose pure, delicate vocals add a touching hint of wide-eyed innocence to the deep spirituality (and at times, foot-stomping fun) of their music. They seem like truly lovely folks too, engaging the audience with good-natured banter and giving a Brooklyn baseball cap to the person whose birthday was closest to Christmas “because they always get gypped when it comes to presents.” It’s just a shame this wasn’t better advertised (I only found out about it that very morning) because they deserved a much bigger audience- let’s hope they make a welcome return soon…perhaps with Mr. Stevens in tow.
(Photo: Littlepants (Flickr))
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