jd e (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} jkndrkn) wrote,@ 2009-06-15 08:19:00 |
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To Elaborate
Emergency Savannah trip this weekend. Stayed a night at our favorite spot and did a bit of the fooding and the walking and the Telfair-museum gawking. Ate at Zunzi's, Firefly Cafe, Gallery Cafe, and the hipster hangout on the South end of Forsyth park. The city is much the same as it's been during every one of our visits, with the exception that it seems that many properties are up for sale. Wealthy but struggling landowners and investors trying to liquidate their assets maybe? Oh. And now I know precisely why cobblers invented arch supports. Ouch :[
The Bon Iver show on Monday was totally worth all the driving and sleep deprivation. Elvis Perkins, the opening act, was a refreshing suprise. I'm not normally into frontman-driven, cheeky-humor-filled, old-timey-music-referencing acts, but the unrestrained delivery and real sense of fun and joy was really heartwarming. The guys in the rhythm section made me smile. I was afraid that the hush and intimacy of Bon Iver recordings would not carry over to a large stage very well, but they were able to pull it off admirably and bring the audience along with them. This show and the most recent Fleet Foxes CD has made me really appreciate the power of naked and exposed vocal lines where all other instruments are employed in a supporting role.
Animal Collective was way crappy. The club, first of all, was totally out of touch with the aesthetic preferences of the kind of crowd that showed. They played awful classic rock and dance-trance all evening, and the MC delivered his lines in this completey over-the-top exaggerated showbiz voice. Maybe I didn't know what to expect, but Animal Collective's set was more exhausting than anything. Overlong between-song builds and transitions, way too much volume, and a clear sense of annoyance and exhausting in one of the principal singer's mannerisms and expressions kinda ruined it for me. Black Dice, the opener, was surprisingly strong and solidified, in my mind, how one can successfully meld noise/texture music with catchy beat-driven music in a way that does not make the noise elements subservient and secondary to the ear-catching "traditional" elements.
Why is it that whenever I take a trip somewhere, it seems that all the vague emotions and nagging thoughts in my head start to condense down to powerful and meaningful words and melodies, only to have those words and melodies evaporate when I return home?
Emergency Savannah trip this weekend. Stayed a night at our favorite spot and did a bit of the fooding and the walking and the Telfair-museum gawking. Ate at Zunzi's, Firefly Cafe, Gallery Cafe, and the hipster hangout on the South end of Forsyth park. The city is much the same as it's been during every one of our visits, with the exception that it seems that many properties are up for sale. Wealthy but struggling landowners and investors trying to liquidate their assets maybe? Oh. And now I know precisely why cobblers invented arch supports. Ouch :[
The Bon Iver show on Monday was totally worth all the driving and sleep deprivation. Elvis Perkins, the opening act, was a refreshing suprise. I'm not normally into frontman-driven, cheeky-humor-filled, old-timey-music-referencing acts, but the unrestrained delivery and real sense of fun and joy was really heartwarming. The guys in the rhythm section made me smile. I was afraid that the hush and intimacy of Bon Iver recordings would not carry over to a large stage very well, but they were able to pull it off admirably and bring the audience along with them. This show and the most recent Fleet Foxes CD has made me really appreciate the power of naked and exposed vocal lines where all other instruments are employed in a supporting role.
Animal Collective was way crappy. The club, first of all, was totally out of touch with the aesthetic preferences of the kind of crowd that showed. They played awful classic rock and dance-trance all evening, and the MC delivered his lines in this completey over-the-top exaggerated showbiz voice. Maybe I didn't know what to expect, but Animal Collective's set was more exhausting than anything. Overlong between-song builds and transitions, way too much volume, and a clear sense of annoyance and exhausting in one of the principal singer's mannerisms and expressions kinda ruined it for me. Black Dice, the opener, was surprisingly strong and solidified, in my mind, how one can successfully meld noise/texture music with catchy beat-driven music in a way that does not make the noise elements subservient and secondary to the ear-catching "traditional" elements.
Why is it that whenever I take a trip somewhere, it seems that all the vague emotions and nagging thoughts in my head start to condense down to powerful and meaningful words and melodies, only to have those words and melodies evaporate when I return home?
