Concerts

Concert Review: Holly Golightly, April 13, DC9

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Until last night, Helena Bonham Carter was my female role model for not giving a sh*t. But move aside, HBC. I’ve met someone newer, albeit older, and her name is Holly Golightly.

Ms. Golightly took the DC9 stage on Sunday with her partner in crime, Lawyer Dave. Her hair askew, bedecked in an over-sized black T-shirt and baggy jeans and downing gin cocktails the entire night, Holly was, simply put, charming. But only because she wanted to be. The woman obviously does not go out of her way for perception’s sake.

Her tongue-in-cheek humor, stories of life in rural Georgia, and sweet shout out to the openers, the Rifle Cleaning Party, who displayed the “liveliness of youth” – all delivered in her British accent had the crowd in a good mood from the start. She and Lawyer proved equal parts comedy and musical act, as they continued the on-stage banter with:
1) tour memories (“Remember the time we were kicked out of Salt Lake City? But then they invited us back? But they made us censor all our songs?”)
2) stories about their farm in rural Georgia (“This song is about our neighbor who routinely burns junk in her front yard… we sing about what we know”)
3) deep questions (“What key is this song in again? You don’t know either? Let’s say E? It’s usually E…”)
4) and drink requests (“Can someone order me another gin and tonic? Thanks Love. That’s right, just ask the bartender there for me. Tell him I have tickets.”)

The songs they had to back up their banter were equally awesome. I particularly enjoyed “My 45” (a fun little track about domestic violence – take it as you will) and “Devil Do” and “SLC” (chorus: Don’t get your hopes up in Salt Lake City/’Cuz you ain’t going to have a good time).

Sing it Holly. And keep doing you.

Concert Review: Small Black, April 6, Schubas

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Sometimes friends visit from out of town and you promise to bring them to a concert. And sometimes the two of you decide on a show with a band you’ve never heard of, which makes you think you can wait until the last second to get tickets. And then sometimes that show sells out a week in advance. And then sometimes you’re totally screwed. And then sometimes the wonderful independent radio station you volunteer for sends out a super nonchalant email about how they happen to have two extra staff tickets to that exact same show and does anyone want them? And then sometimes you reply to that email within .2 seconds in a message that contains approximately 378,184,678,234 exclamation points.

But that would never happen to me because I’m a super organized and on top of it Panic Manual correspondent.

In a completely unrelated story, Snowmine and Small Black played a sold out show at Schubas on Sunday April 6th. I had in fact never heard of either of the bands, so you could say I was moderately surprised when I saw that they had sold out the venue a week in advance. But Chicago tends to know what’s up, so I figured it was going to be a good show.

And it was – there were in fact two shows going on.

When we got there Snowmine was wrapping up with their delicate, mesmerizing and intoxicating “Beast in Air, Beast in Water.” Obviously they’re a well loved band because the second they finished and headed over to the merch table, half of the crowd cleared out to say hello and ogle so we moved up to the front for Small Black. When they started to play was when the second unexpected show began.

Small Black’s recorded music is fantastic – laid back and also precise – but they have a great and unexpectedly enthusiastic live vibe. They fall into the category of bands that rock out so hard that the front row counts as a sweat splash zone. Their live show reminded me of the energy and spunk that Foster the People used to give in their heyday. And Chicago was loving it. And they were showing their appreciation by getting Sloppy with a capital S.

To the left of us was a couple who the lead singer kept referring to as “the pit” who were jumping and fist pumping at about double the speed of the drums. To the right of us was a couple who became so enthused with their dancing that one of them jumped on the back of the other and they toppled. My personal favorite though, was the dude in the backwards hat who was rocking out so hard it looked like he didn’t have joints. And that was just in my immediate area – I don’t even know what was going on in the rest of the venue.

Small Black put on a great show for Chicago – starting especially strong in the first part of the set with their new material from the Real People EP. I can only hope they enjoyed the show they got in return.

Concert Review: Neil Finn, April 5, Queen Elizabeth Theatre

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Neil Finn is one of the great songwriters of the past 30 years or so. From his work with brother Tim in Split Enz and Crowded House to his solo work, one thing is abundantly clear – the man knows his way around a catchy melody. And to say he’s got a solid catalog of tunes is a great understatement.

Also knowing a thing or two about melodies and displaying some stellar harmonies throughout their opening set were Midlake.  The Denton, Texas band were appearing in a stripped down acoustic trio format, with singer Eric Pulido joking, “We’ve stripped down for Neil, which .. who wouldn’t strip down for Neil?”  He then added that this was the first time on the tour that he had made that joke, lest we think he was repeating the same goofy joke over and over again.  Pulido displayed a great sense of humour throughout, which probably helped to win over many of those in the crowd who were not already aware of them.  Not that they needed much besides their music to make a good impression.  They closed out their set with a cover of Bob Dylan’s “I Shall Be Released,” which worked as a nice showcase for the aforementioned harmonies as well as a flute solo from Jesse Chandler.  I was pleased to see that even in trio form, Midlake has room for some flute.  It’s just not Midlake without the flute.

While Midlake may have made a few new fans that night, Neil Finn was playing to a dedicated fan base who were ready to be charmed.  And charming he was.  Finn started off his set noting that he had spent a lot of time in Toronto over the years and that it felt in some ways like a homecoming.  He further endeared himself during “One Step Ahead” when he reminisced that the first time he ever played that song in Toronto was also the first time he ever ate sushi.  When he added that Florian from Kraftwerk was also at the table with him, it was a bit of namedropping, sure, but hey, if I had sushi with Kraftwerk, I suppose I’d be telling everyone too.

Finn was great at crafting a strong bond between performer and audience, as seen during the big singalong (and clapalong) during “Weather With You” or the moments during his acoustic encore when he got the crowd to sing the electric guitar riff and drum parts on a couple  of songs.  His lengthy set lasted about two and a half hours, including two encores, though it never felt overlong. Though the length of his set may have been  influenced by his confusion over whether there was a curfew at the venue, he ultimately decided to “Fuck the curfew!” once he was informed that there was in fact a curfew.  He finished off with “Better Be Home Soon” and when he got to the lyric. “It would cause me pain if we were to end it,” of course someone shouted out, “Don’t end it!” which caused Finn to break up and stop the song for a second.  Thankfully, Finn didn’t end things too soon on this night.

Concert Review: …And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead, March 31, Lee’s Palace

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…And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead started their evening off by performing four songs at an in-store just down the street at Sonic Boom. It was a mellow affair, a teaser as to what was to happen on stage a few hours later down the street at Lee’s Palace. Their current tour is  one of those “perform-that-favourite-album-from-ten-years-ago,-you-remember, back-when-you-listened-to-an-entire-CD-from-beginning-to-end?”. These are all the rage with bands that still may be releasing new material but their fans only want to experience the nostalgia of that one album. At the same time it’s good marketing for the band: make money and give the consumers what they want. This album was Source Tags and Codes which was pounded out in 40 minutes from beginning to end with the same enthusiasm as when they were tearing up stages ten years ago. Besides them and Mogwai, I can’t think of another band that from my University days that has toured so consistently over the last ten years. Whenever either of them are in town I do my darndest to see them.

The crowd was dominated by dudes with beards and toques. Obviously. One person in the crowd that  was easily recognizable because of his sleeveless shirt was Brian from Japandroids. He was invited on stage to play with them close to the end  of their set but sadly, he couldn’t be found.

After the album was complete they then went in to their back catalogue which included Will You Smile Again. Things got a little crazy when out of the blue Jason Reece joined the audience and formed a mini circle pit close to the front. As well, they played an extended version of A Perfect Teenhood which they powered through. Coming out for their one-song encore, Jason shook a bottle of Steamwhistle on the crowd and then went on to play another extended version of a song from the Madonna album. Totally Natural included a crowd-surfing bassist followed by him helping out with an extra set of hands on drums. Their roadie then replaced him on bass.

It’s tough going to shows on a Monday night sometimes but you feel better when leaving the venue with more energy than when you go in.

 

“Random lost souls have asked me ‘What’s the future of Rock’ n’ Roll?’ I say ‘I don’t know, does it matter?'”

…And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead, Worlds Apart