Showing posts with label Concert Review. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Concert Review. Show all posts

07 May 2007

ReSpekt, Or, Last Friday night

Friday night was one for the books (not the sound-rock duo, but actual books). Jack, Taylor, Ben and I all drove down to Denver for the Regina Spektor concert at the Paramount and then went to 'Spiderman 3' (Jack liked it, I really couldn't stand it). Jack and I dressed up for the occasion seeing as we were at a more upscale venue, or at least a place where nobody smoked during the concert. The stage was simple, with just Regina's piano, electric guitar, and also Only Son's acoustic guitar. The only accent to the whole show was a simple color lighting scheme, which was very appropriate. Playing before Ms. Spektor was Jack Dishel, who goes by the stage moniker of Only Son. He played about seven songs for his set, during all of which he sang and played his acoustic guitar. Most of the audience had come to see Regina, so everyone around us talked for at least his first three songs. After his opening song (I wish I could find a setlist), Jack and I both remarked that he would sound much better with a band. Before the next song, he whipped out his iPod and announced, “Seeing as how I don't have a band, I will be playing accompanied by my iPod. On the East coast, Only Son normally plays with a full band, but on tour due to extreme financial difficulties, Only Son tours with an iPod. If you don't like it, go blog about it.” (That part spoke to me, I looked over to Jack and said “I think I will.”) I really didn't mind the fact that he wasn't with his band, although I would really like to see Only Son in full. Dishel's voice is great, and I like to compare it to that of Ben Gibbard. Also similar to the work of Gibbard (technically, similar to the work of Jimmy Tamborello) was that Only Son used long droning background bass notes very much reminiscent to those of The Postal Service. His lyrics were personal and occasionally humorous, he definitely has the potential to become more popular. Assuming there is one, Only Son's next album looks to be pretty enjoyable.

When Regina Spektor walked out onto the stage, the audience around us erupted in hoots and cheers. She opened singing 'I Want to Sing', which is an a capella song: her voice was amazing. It was the perfect way for her to start. Without question her greatest asset as an artist is her powerful voice, which completely showed through during the whole of her performance. You would not be able to guess that that she has such a powerful voice given her shyness in interviews and while she talks, but when she sang her voice rang out and captivated the audience. After she finished 'I Want to Sing', Regina took her place on the piano and played 'Poor Little Rich Boy' which really showcased her raw talent. During that song she had to simultaneously keep beat on a wooden chair with one arm and play the piano with the other, a task that was unthinkable to me. She played a collection of other songs, the majority of which were from her recent album 'Begin to Hope'. Since we didn't know all of the songs, I'll just go over the highlights. She played a new song (I don't know its name) about how she took a statue of baby Jesus and kept it in her closet fearing what it would do if it grew up and had to feed it too, the song was pretty humorous and I think it will be on her next album. The only part of the show that I didn't understand was that for 'On the Radio', she pronounced the word 'radio' very differently from the way it is on the album. Oh well. She played 'That Time' on her guitar, which was superb. She has such skill that she can just walk around the stage and really play any instrument she wants. Since Ms. Spektor performed on her own rather than with the accompaniment on 'Begin to Hope', her most popular song 'Fidelity' was done with just her voice and the piano. I really liked how she performed it, but I think 'Fidelity' sounds best with strings. 'Summer in the City' was really entertaining and made everyone laugh. Up until that point I didn't feel too connected with the whole show, but her humor drew me in. Her performance of 'Apres Moi' was my favorite of the main part of the show. The skill with which she plays the piano really shows through, and for the song the stage lights were red. The whole effect was very dramatic. She followed that with 'The Ghost of Corporate Future' as her last song before the encore, which was probably her best performance for the night: the song isn't my favorite but the emotion with which she played it was wonderful.

For the encore she sang 'Hotel Song' with Only Son doing beatbox, which was really fun. Performances like that are why concerts are great. We were worried the she wasn't going to play 'Samson' which I think is her best song, but of course it was the one she ended on. The whole concert was very fun and seemed personal, although we were almost at the back of the theatre. I think Jack said it best: “I think I would compare Regina Spektor to Norah Jones in the same way that I would compare Ben Folds to Coldplay. They both are too personal with their lyrics to become popular adult-contemporary acts. They just put too much of themselves into their work for that.”

30 April 2007

Bright Eyes at the Temple Hoyne Buell Theatre 28 April 2007


First of all, Pitchfork, we get it. Conor Oberst now has long hair. He's 27 now, and decided to try a different haircut then he's had since he was a teenager. Big deal. Saturday's show at the Buell Theatre as well as Cassadaga have now definitively proved that Mr. Oberst has grown up, both musically and personally. Gone is the definitive haircut, gone is the quavering, shouting, pleading voice, gone is the crazy onstage behaviour (well, not quite, more on that later). The only problem is that this new adult Conor Oberst means that the music and the show suffer.

The show started off extremely well, the band took the stage to the beginning of "Clairaudients (Kill or be Killed)" with all thirteen (13!) people looking resplendent in white, then proceeded to play the songs very well while the screen behind them showed various random things the fellow in the back was putting in front of the camera, in this case different shades of blue and a picture of a bird. Of particular note during this song, and the entire show were the two female drummers, including former Decemberist Rachel Blumberg, who together slayed the crowd with precisely choreographed dual drumming. The rest of the show consisted of mostly Cassadaga tracks, with only 5 of the extremely short 15 song set not from this album, and only one from before 2005.

Incidentally, this older song ("False Advertising" from 2002's masterpiece Lifted or the Story is in the Soil, Keep Your Ear to the Ground was the highlight of the set. During this song, the guy in the back running the screen started out by drawing straight lines on an Etch-A-Sketch, up until the pre-bridge ("Now all that anyone's listening for are the mistakes"), whereinupon he commenced drawing various curves and scribbles, creating a really cool effect. The screen gimmick ranged from the neutral (blue backgrounds), to the distracting (marker scribbling), to the cliche (picking the petals off of a flower during "Make a Plan to Love Me"), to the sublime (the aforementioned Etch-A-Sketch), but was overall a bit detracting from the show. This screen, rather than masking his apprehension, was just part of the show during which Mr. Oberst was much more confident.

Conor was also much, much nicer than the last time I saw him. During that October 2005 show, he seemed much more withdrawn, drank around 5 PBR's, and played probably the best encore I've seen, "Let's Not Shit Ourselves (To Love and To Be Loved)", again from Lifted.... During this show, he frequently said "thank you's," told us we were the nicest crowd they'd had all tour, drank only one Rolling Rock, and told the high-schoolers that had skipped Prom to come that that was the sweetest thing he'd ever heard before later making fun of them, much to mine and the older crowd's delight. (Coincidentally enough, I was all set to skip my junior Prom to see Bright Eyes, although first of all, I was forced to eventually go (damn royalty nomination), and second of all, I wouldn't have been annoying as hell during set breaks).

There was, however, something nagging me during the whole show, (and when I listen to Cassadaga) that I couldn't put my finger on, up until right before the closer. At that point, Conor introduced the song ("Road to Joy" from I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning) by saying that they used to be a political band, but were now a hippie band. This pretty much put it into perspective for me. Bright Eyes used to be the vehicle of only Conor Oberst. He was a teenaged/early twenties kid singing about intensely personally things such as substance abuse, depression, and miserably failed romance, and when he wasn't doing that, he was writing phenomenal political songs, (see "Let's Not Shit Ourselves (To Love and To Be Loved)", "When the President Talks to God", anything by Desaparecidos). Now he's (relatively) clean, more universal in his lyrics, and unfortunately for us, more together. His show was incredibly professional, but that was the problem. The band sounded great playing the new songs professionally and capably, but it wasn't until "False Advertising" and the last song that they, or he, showed any passion. These showed how much I missed the old Bright Eyes, and the way that what he wrote was so easy for me to relate to (except for the substance abuse). Perhaps he said it best himself: "I could have been a famous singer, if I'd had someone else's voice. But failure's always sounded better. Let's fuck it up, boys, make some noise." And indeed, it did sound better, with walls of feedback, Conor running around the stage, dissonant strings from the orchestra, drumset kicking, and even some guy running onstage knocking over the mic stand, which forced Conor to sing the final verse while a roadie held the mic. For that song, the old Bright Eyes was back, imperfect, loud, and mad as hell about the leadership of this country and the war in Iraq.

Disclaimer: Although it may not sound like it, I do still like Cassadaga; it's just not absolutely breathtaking. It is still my second favorite album this year, behind the phenomenal, buy-this-immediately Neon Bible by the Arcade Fire. And I do still really like the new Bright Eyes, they are just not as impactful to me as the old Bright Eyes was/is.

Here are two songs that made me wish that Conor Oberst was still a political singer:
"Let's Not Shit Ourselves (To Love and To Be Loved)" from Lifted...
"The Happiest Place on Earth" from Desaparecidos' Read Music/Speak Spanish

And here is the setlist.
Clairaudients (Kill Or Be Killed)
Hot Knives
Middleman
If The Brakeman Turns My Way
False Advertising
Four Winds
Make A Plan To Love Me
Soul Singer In A Session Band
Gold Mine Gutted
Lime Tree
Cleanse Song
I Believe In Symmetry

Encore
First Day Of My Life
No One Would Riot For Less
Road To Joy