At what was by far the most crowded of the JellyNYC McCarren Park Pool parties this summer, the sunburned crowd danced like morons and drank like fish.  And, unlike the previous two Sundays, the skies were clear, but the heat was little more than a minor annoyance for the blanket sitters and headband wearers who rocked out to The Whip, Matt & Kim, and The Breeders.

The Whip came out after 3pm to a crowd eager to show off their white folk dance moves, and the band did not disappoint.  Despite a DJ who insisted on wearing a hooded windbreaker the entire show and some minor technical problems, the group had the crowd moving like Michael Stipe in the "Losing My Religion Video".  I'll admit, dancy electro- indie isn't really my thing, and playing a live show that sounds like it could be reproduced on a laptop seems pointless to me, but I was clearly in the minority today.  There were lots of clap-alongs and their short set definitely got everyone in the mood to move around, much more so than the Ronnie Spector show last week.

Next up were Matt & Kim, a local duo that I have immensely enjoyed bashing in the past.  Well, my point of view hasn't really changed. As they opened with "Final Countdown," smiles plastered on their faces, I couldn't help but think that I enjoyed this stuff much more ten years ago when it was one guy and a drum machine called Atom & his Package.  At least he had the decency to endulge in his Iron Maiden obsession.  After one of their songs that my friend Jon deemed to be "like Quasi if they were terrible", they brought out a local marching band in one of the only moments that I enjoyed.  The dancing horn players and dance moves distracted me from the two morons in the band.  All right, I'm done with Matt & Kim.

After a long break, The Breeders came on to a packed crowd eager to hear something without a dance beat (or maybe that was just me). The band was tight and funny in between songs, and the interplay between sisters Kim and Kelley Deal was certainly endearing. The response to the new songs was not as overwhelmingly enthusiastic as the cheers that songs off of Pod and especially Last Splash, but, in my opinion, were among the best that the band has written. Scattered throughout the set were a few covers, including "Happiness is a Warm Gun" by The Beatles.  The Breeders kept the large crowds' attention during their entire set, and put on a truly inspired performance.

There was no encore, and the crowd filed out after the last song, heading out to their cars, the subway, or the bars on Bedford Ave. eagerly awaiting the end of the show.  During the exodus, members of the crowd could be heard complaining about the exclusion of this song or that, but it was invariably followed up by "but they fucking rocked".  And they certainly did.