Over the Rhine
So, the Over the Rhine concert was this Thursday. Firstly, the Great American Music Hall is just that: great! It reminded me of a miniature Fox Theater, only not quite as over the top. It had all that fun baroque ornamentation and gold highlights on columns and sweeping balconies and decadent chandeliers. An excellent place! And Art Brut was just there and I missed it! Grrr.
The concert itself was good but not superb. HEM, the opening band, were ok but uninspiring. Their entire set seemed to blur together. The best thing about it was their pianist who was one of the main songwriters. He felt the music deeply and would fling himself about on the piano bench, throw his head back in agony as he sang backing vocals and twist his face into demented expressions which mirrored the silent screaming agony in the profoundly shallow depths of his tormented flightless soul. Yep. He felt that music all right…
“Over the Rhine” did lots of their newer stuff that I hadn’t heard before and didn’t like as well as some of their more familiar favorites. They didn’t to “Everyman’s Daughter” or “All I Need is Everything.,” which made me rather sad. The lead singer also made very odd facial contortions while singing that were, I think, not intended to look like involuntary muscle spasms. (Just a guess.) The evening also tended to be much more mellow than I had anticipated.
Overall, quite fun.
The concert itself was good but not superb. HEM, the opening band, were ok but uninspiring. Their entire set seemed to blur together. The best thing about it was their pianist who was one of the main songwriters. He felt the music deeply and would fling himself about on the piano bench, throw his head back in agony as he sang backing vocals and twist his face into demented expressions which mirrored the silent screaming agony in the profoundly shallow depths of his tormented flightless soul. Yep. He felt that music all right…
“Over the Rhine” did lots of their newer stuff that I hadn’t heard before and didn’t like as well as some of their more familiar favorites. They didn’t to “Everyman’s Daughter” or “All I Need is Everything.,” which made me rather sad. The lead singer also made very odd facial contortions while singing that were, I think, not intended to look like involuntary muscle spasms. (Just a guess.) The evening also tended to be much more mellow than I had anticipated.
Overall, quite fun.