because i forget to forget
November 22, 2006. Troubadour. The Lemonheads.
the first thing you notice as you walk in is the deep timber in evan dando's voice. then his sweaty face and the slightly disheveled hair sticking to it. the band has a look about them. like looking at 3 people who use to be famous: familiar, weather-beaten but happy. they played all of my favourite songs. it's about time. my drug buddy. outdoor type. into your arms. bit part. ray. the songs from the new album are pretty good as well: become the enemy, let's just laugh, no backbone. in evan's acoustic set, he just kept playing whatever people shouted at him to play, without skipping a beat. it was apparent that the man came armed with all of our favourite songs. they were so good they made you, at the very least, want to weep. they had me grinning stupidly one minute and crying the next. ang galeng, galeng, galeng, galeng talaga nila. brilliant and clever lyrics. the 2 hour gig was a trip back to your own happy place. grin. and a remembrance of the people you've chosen and the countless squinty, early mornings that ever wanted you. i think it's my favourite gig to date. they weren't candy. it was personal. and more moving and inspiring than it was fun. Evan asked me, after, whether Manila is where the envelopes come from. I knew the answer to this one as I've been asked this before. But I was a bit startstruck so I just mumbled something unintelligible to survive the moment. haha.
i love you the lemonheads.
the first thing you notice as you walk in is the deep timber in evan dando's voice. then his sweaty face and the slightly disheveled hair sticking to it. the band has a look about them. like looking at 3 people who use to be famous: familiar, weather-beaten but happy. they played all of my favourite songs. it's about time. my drug buddy. outdoor type. into your arms. bit part. ray. the songs from the new album are pretty good as well: become the enemy, let's just laugh, no backbone. in evan's acoustic set, he just kept playing whatever people shouted at him to play, without skipping a beat. it was apparent that the man came armed with all of our favourite songs. they were so good they made you, at the very least, want to weep. they had me grinning stupidly one minute and crying the next. ang galeng, galeng, galeng, galeng talaga nila. brilliant and clever lyrics. the 2 hour gig was a trip back to your own happy place. grin. and a remembrance of the people you've chosen and the countless squinty, early mornings that ever wanted you. i think it's my favourite gig to date. they weren't candy. it was personal. and more moving and inspiring than it was fun. Evan asked me, after, whether Manila is where the envelopes come from. I knew the answer to this one as I've been asked this before. But I was a bit startstruck so I just mumbled something unintelligible to survive the moment. haha.
i love you the lemonheads.