Bluegrass Nights

Montreal psych experimentalists Elephant Stone bring their cinematic fusion of psych-pop and Indian classical music to Foam, joined by Western Massachusetts art-rock sextet Carinae.

Following a string of memorable Burlington performances, acclaimed harpist and songwriter Mikaela Davis returns with her Graceland Way Tour. Expect soaring harp, expansive Americana, and indie folk, with support from Johanna Samuels.

Queer Burlington, VT–based DJ originally from Halifax, Nova Scotia, hits the Foam stage playing a mix of house, drum and bass, electronic, and pop.

Sarah Umphlett, performing as Skipipop, is a DJ who channels her passion for sound art into high-energy sets by blending genres like electro-pop, garage, and house to bring liveliness to her crowds.

A very special Sunday show ft. Brooklyn-based singer-songwriter Daphne Gale.

Local Dork: Spinning the wax back into your ears. Eclectic, vinyl-driven sets every Tuesday from 6–9pm at Foam. Turn on, tune in, dork out.

While he is known most for his Indie Rock band Paper Castles, Are You Now? is Paddy Reagan's instrumental ensemble with a rotating cast of musicians playing his arrangements of songs from the late American Songbook including The Beatles, Arthur Russell, and Radiohead.

Vermont-raised pianist, composer and producer Parker Shper blends acoustic piano, analog synths, tape-machine drones and electronic textures into richly layered music spanning ambient, jazz and experimental sound.

Burlington-based producer creating ethereal pop.

Join David Karl Roberts for an afternoon of folk, Americana. and the blues.

Local Dork: Spinning the wax back into your ears. Eclectic, vinyl-driven sets every Tuesday from 6–9pm at Foam. Turn on, tune in, dork out.

A fall gathering with specialty beers, housemade sausages, games, and live music. Join us October 10 for Falling Up at Foam. Free entry!

Eliza Edens is a Brooklyn-based songwriter who writes songs that dance inside the white-hot intersection of pleasure and pain. Bold and sincere, their songs are like antique cameo necklaces–snapshots of tenderness, worn close to the heart.