School of Seven Bells at Grand Central October 16

Hidden somewhere in the thick mist and jagged rock of the Andes, there's a secret training academy for professional pickpockets, and it's called the School of Seven Bells. Now, maybe the whole thing is a myth, but no one really knows. Even Interpol and the NYPD refuse to fully deny the school's existence. There are just too many exquisite thieves in our midst.

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Grand Central

697 N. Miami Ave.
Miami, FL 33136

Category: Bars/Clubs

Region: Downtown/Overtown

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8 p.m. Saturday, October 16, at Grand Central, 697 N. Miami Ave., Miami; 305-377-2277; grandcentralmiami.com. Tickets cost $10 in advance via wantickets.com. All ages.

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• School of Seven Bells
• Interpol (Band)
• Claudia Deheza
• Brooklyn (New York City)
• Benjamin Curtis

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Anyway, truth or fiction, strange stories like this one don't just go away. And in the case of the School of Seven Bells, three Brooklyn musicians — sisters Alejandra and Claudia Deheza plus Benjamin Curtis — saw a PBS documentary, borrowed the brand, and recorded a pair of albums steeped in the drama, mystery, and magic of the band's namesake.

Indeed, the most recent collection of Seven Bells stuff, this year's Disconnect From Desire, could easily soundtrack a slow ascent into fog, thin air, and altered consciousness. And while the music is sometimes so unabashedly breathless and blissed-out that it gives off unsettling echoes of Enya, a School of Seven Bells song is mostly something like sonic sleight of hand.