It’s unlikely that then-17-year-old Nathen Maxwell knew what the next 15 years of his life would be like as he was sneaking in the back door to the Los Angeles pub Molly Malone’s in 1997. Well, he did know it would involve music.
Many bands try to work for that perfect goal of marketability: a defined sound, a defined style, and defined licks. Music that people expect, easily squished into some category or another. Not so for Rochester’s Polar Bear Club, which intentionally shoots for ambiguity. The band plays what it wants to play, sounds how it wants to sound, and hopes that listeners are able to meet it halfway and fill in the rest.