Like last time, here's a ranking of my favorite memories from California's concert season for the sake of listmaking, and to link up some old posts. Criteria: I had to be there (thus excluding Victoria's wonderfully photographed NYC shows - but there are talks of a 'year in photos' post), and a limit to one appearance per band.
"like a wizard doing a monologue."
"Thom Yorke, arguably the most vital and prolific artist of our generation (try me), can do that. He can rally four master musicians for a "jam" at the Orpheum Theatre. He can (generously) invite relative unknown art-house locals (and appropriately named), Lucky Dragons, to open. He can turn his own solo album from skeletal, electronic ice, to full-blooded, freewheeling fire. He can unite music nerds with Hollywood's elite** under one long, standing ovation, before the show even starts.
"You could say they fit the bill."
"Nic Offer and I shared a Springsteen/Courtney Cox moment. Then again, he may have humped the entire front row. In my next life, when I front a band, I will dance like Nic Offer."
"Gillis' nonstop toilet-paper-gun assault started with Nirvana, peaked at Kelly Clarkson, and ended with fireworks."
05 Antony & The Johnsons @ Coachella Sunday
"At least there are times when our lives seem cinematic; when a moment is so beautiful we watch from outside ourselves." ...read more
04 The Dodos @ El Rey Theatre
"The Dodos have this rare ability to rework all your previous notions of live music as you know it. Read: go see them immediately." ...read more
"The idea of seeing this in my lifetime had never really occurred to me, a possibility. Surreal. An older gentleman actually feinted into my arms at one point – I wouldn’t make that up." ...read more
02 Animal Collective @ Hollywood's Music Box
"Animal Collective have entered such a stride in their live set. It’s perfectly sequenced and seemingly scientific in respect to human response and crescendo." ...read more
"Thom Yorke, arguably the most vital and prolific artist of our generation (try me), can do that. He can rally four master musicians for a "jam" at the Orpheum Theatre. He can (generously) invite relative unknown art-house locals (and appropriately named), Lucky Dragons, to open. He can turn his own solo album from skeletal, electronic ice, to full-blooded, freewheeling fire. He can unite music nerds with Hollywood's elite** under one long, standing ovation, before the show even starts.
2 comments:
I know you weren't there- but Paul McCartney at Fenway beat the coachella show for me.
I enjoy your lists :-)
lucky!! And thanks :)
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