Concert Review: Quest For Fire, February 15, Horseshoe Tavern

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On February 15, 2013, Quest For Fire played their last ever show. The individual members are moving on to other things as is to be expected with most musical projects. Everything has to end at some point. Except nowadays, I’m not entirely sure what “last ever” means.

Bands I thought I’d never see and even bands I’d never have thought I’d need to see have reunited.  It doesn’t even faze me anymore.  It seems particularly noticeable these days, with even the most obscure of bands reuniting to play to their fanbases, but it’s not necessarily a new thing – The Who have done who knows how many “farewell” tours and even The Band, who famously called it quits with The Last Waltz, got together a few years later (sans Robbie Robertson) and by the ’90s, they were releasing new material. 

None of which suggests that Quest For Fire will ever play a show again; I’m just noting that “last ever” means a little less than it used to these days. However, if they do end up staying true to their word and never playing a show together again, I would be satisfied with this being the band’s final show. They certainly went out on a high note (stoner rock inspired pun possibly intended), impressing the diehards in the crowd with their heavy psychedelic sounds.

Also on the bill this night (and also on a psychedelic tip) were The Highest Order, who while by no means a reunion, are certainly a continuation of the collaboration between Simone Schmidt and Paul Mortimer which began with One Hundred Dollars and has continued on into Fiver. The Highest Order takes a bit more of a dark, psychedelic approach to the folk and country oriented sounds of those bands, though Schmidt’s strong voice shines through as always.

For their final performance, Quest For Fire played a number of songs from throughout their career, including one which I believe they said they had either never played live before or perhaps just one they hadn’t played in a long time. The songs ranged from those which locked into a nice mid paced groove to those of a more hazy, slow nature.  The crowd was appreciative throughout and the band in turn seemed quite happy at the turnout with frontman Chad Ross thanking the crowd several times.  His last words at the end of their main set were appropriate of the vibe that night: “Thank you so much everybody.  Let’s party.” 

 

SXSW Song of the Day: Dana Falconberry – Lake Charlevoix

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First off, props to Dana Falconberry for having a wicked last name. Who messes with someone whose last name includes the word “Falcon”. (I am assuming that is her real last name).

A folk/orchestral pop artist out of Austin, Texas, it would only seem natural for Dana Falconberry to play SxSW. After all, if people are going to come to your city, eat your food, drink your booze and trash your streets, you should at least get to play a show. This little tune is a gentle folk tune that reminds me a lot of Au Revoir Simone for some reason. Now as we all know, gentle folk tracks aren’t really always down my alley, but this tune seems to have jumped over the anti-folk chasm in my mind and landed right onto my playlist.

This song is off her 2012 release Leelanau, check it out.

Concert Review: Kishi Bashi, Lincoln Hall, Chicago, 2/14/13

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Listening to Kishi Bashi perform live is like getting punched in the stomach (or at least as I would imagine it since I’ve never actually been punched in the stomach) but in the best possible way. Your eyes close, your heart flutters, the breath leaves your body and for a couple of minutes afterwards your stomach just aches.

I’ve seen the New York Philharmonic and I’ve watched Andrew Bird spin his intricate web of sound, but I can honestly say I’ve never heard a human being produce the kind of sound that Kishi Bashi coaxes out of his violin with such apparent ease – the man lives and breathes his instrument. In one second he creates an entire forest of sound, looping back his violin/singing/beatboxing, and in the next second he tears it down and begins again. It’s so beautifully complex it’s dizzying.

Backed by Mike Savino of Tall Tall Trees on the banjo and Elizabeth Ziman of Elizabeth and the Catapult on drums, Ishibashi blew the Chicago crowd away, all the while throwing roses (it was Valentine’s Day) and looking ridiculously dapper with his blond mohawk and baby blue suspenders and bowtie. It blows my mind that this same magic will be going down in some other city tomorrow night – that it’s reproducible in any way shape or form. There is simply no excuse not to go see him.

So having essentially just written my own love letter to K. Ishibashi, I guess I can wrap it up by saying ditto Halley and Lauren. Looks like Panic Manual has a little crush.

Concert Reviews: The Maccabees, February 11th, Mod Club

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Well, that took a long time.

Brighton band The Maccabees first emerged in 2007 on the strength of the single First Love. Their debut record Colour It In was actually pretty good but it seemed to me that the Maccabees was lost in the shuffle among the many, many “The _____” bands coming from England. It’s kind of weird how in the early 90’s you had a bunch of bands with a one word band name (Pulp, Suede, Blur, Oasis, Ride to name a few) and then in the 2000’s bands all decided to add the word “The” to the front (The Libertines, The Cribs, The Courteeners, The Pigeon Detectives, The View..). What’s up with that?

While the Maccabees earlier material did sound like the typical English guitar rock band you had come to expect from anyone coming from overseas in the 2000s, to me, there was always a bit more there. The way Orlando Weeks sang his vocals, some of the arrangements, the kinda cool album covers – you knew they had a bit more art rock in them. Maybe it’s because they are from Brighton, home of British Sea Power, one of my favorite bands and also a band that is entirely in a world of their own.

Given to the Wild was the Maccabee’s third record and one that starts to realize the Maccabees are capable of. Atmospheric and full of big ideas, it’s a more concentrated and consistent effort then previous records and it also netted the band a nomination for the Mercury Prize.

Maybe it was on the heels of this success that the band decided to venture to Toronto for the first time. It’s quite rare for upstart UK bands to remain in the Old World these days, so it was a bit refreshing to see a band from England wait a few years before descending these shores. A mostly packed Mod Club crowd met the band with an enthusiastic response. The Maccabees played a 70 minute set that touched on all three albums, of which the older material seemed to strike more of a cord with the crowd. Orlando Weeks has one of the more unique voices I have heard in a while, and I can’t quite describe it, only when you take a look at the guy singing it, you are completely surprised that’s his voice. The White brothers, who are the guitarists of the band played the show with the typical British swagger you only seem to see from bands from England. The set closed with the one two punch of Heave and Pelican, two strong tracks from Given To the Wild, perhaps given fans of their older work something to think about as they left the Mod Club.