Thats sort of hard to explain without using the phrase "You gullible toad".
Greetings all.
So, the Eels concert was what can only be described as "fucking interesting". The band came out during a 10 minute drone of random sounds with a guy in a SECURITY shirt and relective shades. The lead singer was in a pilot jumpsuit, complete with old-fashioned leather cap and plane goggles, with the added bonus of underwater reflective eye goggles! The bassist/blues guitarist rocked a Cuban national getup and the drummer acted like a manniquin in his orange construction hat and matching t-shirt.
The Security guard bad-assed himself around the stage and karate-danced and kick-box-danced, it was interesting to watch. It was a pretty hilarious show. My sole gripe about the show was that it was too loud. The sound became distorted even toward the back of the room, what the hell was the sound guy at St. Andrews thinking?
The reason I am writing this, however, which also just happens to be the most noteable feature about seeing the Eels live, is that they played all of their songs differently. Their blues songs were more bluesey, their rock songs rocked-out harder than ever before, and a few songs just became progressive rock ballads. It was pretty unreal to hear all of those songs played like that, and well too. Very well. It was one of those shows where you leave it with a greater appreciation of just how talented the musicians in the band are.
But man, do I want to go to more shows now.
Oh, the new music is flowing! I can't keep up with all of it. Tilly's new album is pretty damn good, what I have heard from the new Long Winters is fairly glorious and the Album Leaf's new album is supurb.
I love how contrived writing feels at 3:22... it gives everything a strange demeanor and lack of meaning and understanding, sort of like someone is fucking with an hour glass and you're caught somewhere in the time slipping between the funnel.
On that note I am hitting the hay.
P.S. You Rock My World.
P.P.S. Fuck you, Carolina Hurricanes. Fuck you hard.
So, the Eels concert was what can only be described as "fucking interesting". The band came out during a 10 minute drone of random sounds with a guy in a SECURITY shirt and relective shades. The lead singer was in a pilot jumpsuit, complete with old-fashioned leather cap and plane goggles, with the added bonus of underwater reflective eye goggles! The bassist/blues guitarist rocked a Cuban national getup and the drummer acted like a manniquin in his orange construction hat and matching t-shirt.
The Security guard bad-assed himself around the stage and karate-danced and kick-box-danced, it was interesting to watch. It was a pretty hilarious show. My sole gripe about the show was that it was too loud. The sound became distorted even toward the back of the room, what the hell was the sound guy at St. Andrews thinking?
The reason I am writing this, however, which also just happens to be the most noteable feature about seeing the Eels live, is that they played all of their songs differently. Their blues songs were more bluesey, their rock songs rocked-out harder than ever before, and a few songs just became progressive rock ballads. It was pretty unreal to hear all of those songs played like that, and well too. Very well. It was one of those shows where you leave it with a greater appreciation of just how talented the musicians in the band are.
But man, do I want to go to more shows now.
Oh, the new music is flowing! I can't keep up with all of it. Tilly's new album is pretty damn good, what I have heard from the new Long Winters is fairly glorious and the Album Leaf's new album is supurb.
I love how contrived writing feels at 3:22... it gives everything a strange demeanor and lack of meaning and understanding, sort of like someone is fucking with an hour glass and you're caught somewhere in the time slipping between the funnel.
On that note I am hitting the hay.
P.S. You Rock My World.
P.P.S. Fuck you, Carolina Hurricanes. Fuck you hard.