Dec 19, 2004 20:48
last night i was put into another one of those awkward situations in which everyone else goes to sleep, and it IS late, but you ain't tired... i surfed around a bit to see if there were any batman movies on (see previous post)... but in the end, settled on watching what was to become one of the greatest rock moments of my life.
pbs has a production kalled 'austin city limits' in which they show live performances from the texas town's main concert hall. the show has been graced by the likes of john prine, bonnie raitt, johnny cash, and many others.
well i was sure in for a treat
bekause last night's performances were none other than the flaming lips and the shins
the flaming lips started off playing 'yoshimi battles the pink robots'... and the whole band was dressed up in animal suits, and they had other random groupies around the stage dressed up and dancing, and there was a fat one and he was the most punk out of all of them. wayne finished the song, with a hand puppet nun singing the final lines, it was beautiful.
then wayne introduced chan marshall from cat power, and informed the audience that they were about to be entertained by a rock and roll classic "war pigs" by black sabbath... but chan was like... "wayne, this is black sabbath... where's the blood?" so he pulls out some fake blood and douses his face with it.
and they kompletely own the song with their punk-rock sensibilities and chan's hotness. indeed
then the keyboardist introduced the elderly gentleman that showed up on stage with a saxophone as his father... and they played 'over the rainbow' from wizard of oz. then wayne (blood and all still on his face) began to kry during the performance, and the blood started to smear, and streak down his face... it was lovely.
then they played 'she dont use jelly' while giant multicolored balloons were on stage... and at the point where they sing the line "she uses ta-a-a-a-a-a-ngeri-i-i-i-i-ines" wayne starts to blow up this huge tangerine colored balloon with this electric air pump, and it gets to be like 10 feet wide, and everyone is still singing, and throwing konfetti, and thrashing their guitar and owning their punkness, and when it pops everyone stops... and show = over
TAKE 2... the shins
they must have recorded at some other time than the flaming lips, bekause it definitely wasn't the same stage or krowd.
anyway, they played 7 or 8 songs, alot from chutes to narrow... but i didn't mind
what i loved most was the lead guitarist/sometimes bassist's moves... he's so fucking awesome.
some people cant move while they play, they do that annoying franz ferdinand twitch, or they just avoid the kamera, etc.... but this guy was full on gap band style dancin with his fucking guitar. and he looked like a south bronx natural body builder. i was to make love to him
and they played pink bullets and james pulled out his bob dylan/tom petty style harmonica head strap thing, and played along... god that was the crowning moment of that night
i also loved that the drummer was fat... you dont see a lot of fat drummers anymore, sir... i give you props!
i kould die... or eat some spaghetti... luckily my mom is kookin.