Today I slept in obscenely late. The day, such as it was, was spent in preparation for packing (ie cleaning my ridiculously messy apartment) and watching archived webcasts from the
Woodsongs Old-Time Radio Hour. I downloaded one from a few days ago featuring Chris Thile & The How to Grow a Band, and an older one (at least 2 years, maybe more like 3) with Chris and Mike Marshall. Can I possibly be more in love with this man? Answer: yeah, probably. But that is hardly the point.
The point actually is that Chris Thile is currently blowing the musical portion of my mind, as well as tangling up the section preoccupied with boys and how pretty they are.
The musical chunk is bigger, contrary to popular belief.
Being a vocalist who is utterly befuddled by instruments (I've tried to learn 4 or 5 of them, and they just never take), there's only been a few times in my life that I saw an instrumentalist play and really was taken by their performance. The first time that I recall was Mike Turpen (the sounds that boy made with a guitar...guh), the second was David Broza (guitar again). The third is quite instensely Chris Thile. He plays so damn FAST, and still managed to make every note sound so clean and...God, I'm so inadequate when it comes to describing instruments. This is why I should rethink being a music journalist for a living.
My review of his new album will be in the winter issue of the Silver Platters newsletter, I'll post it here as well, sometime soon.
My favorite quote from the interview segment of the radio show:
"The nice thing about a divorce, a painful one...is that there are songs to write, after that."
I am offering a huge reward (probably cookies) to anyone whon can answer me this riddle that has been plaguing me.
After this album, Chris and the "How to Grow a Band" are going to tour and record as an actual group, which scuttlebutt suggests will be named The Tensions Mountain Boys. This is a reference to something, but I don't know WHAT. I have reason to believe it references a quote to the tune of "the tension's mounting, boys" but I still don't know where it is from. Google is no help at all.
Riddle me this, and I will pay thee handsomely.
The evening of this ridiculous day was spent at ye olde Ground Zero teen center in bellevue, rocking out and showing support at my little brother's first ever paid gig. His band, The Lathe Symphonic (it sounds awfully metal for an acoustic duo, but whatever), "headlined" the show, and it was quite impressive. My baby brother has stage presence! Who knew?