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 Radiohead - Palo Alto [3:42m]: Play in Popup | Download

Well, I saw Radiohead on Tuesday night. I’m not sure exactly how exciting this is, because I have no ticket left over (besides an e-ticket), no good pictures and not very good video. I’m waiting on some better quality stuff from a friend who got up to the seventh row. We actually sat in the lawn, which is all the way in the back. Where you can drink, smoke, and get to the loo easily, so it was worth it.

The show was awesome. Apparently the boys had requested that the two side video screens toRadiohead not be used, but they used their own that were on stage behind them. So you could see Thom’s crazy eye and everything. (I don’t know if this important to you, but his eye was very important to the friend I went with).

I feel like seating, obviously, is super important. Especially at a show like this. Radiohead had electric curtains of some kind, that lit up with all sorts of colors and strange patterns. Which was awesome, but I’m sure it would have been way more awesome and trippy if it was happening like 20 feet away from my face.

So the high energy was all up front, and the chill was all in my lap, but that didn’t stop me from enjoying the show. What was also awesome about chilling in the lawn was that for certain songs, if I chose, I could just lay back on the blanket and stare at the stars while Thom Yorke and the boys played me their music. Pretty fucking sweet.

They opened with ‘All I Need’. Do I have a setlist? No. I can tell you they played Weird Fishes, Reckoner, Fake Plastic Trees, Bodysnatchers, House of Cards, and Videtape. I think they played Nude. They played Idioteque. I know they didn’t play much from OK Computer, because a different friend was a little disappointed by that. But what you gonna do? I have special requests, too. Like In Limbo. Love that song.

It was a good, chill show. I have seen Radiohead. CHECK.

Enjoy some short, bad-quality video.

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So, I’m a sorry entertainer and waited a few days to post about my Ben Folds show. Also, I completely failed to mention that I saw Shiny Toy Guns again a few weeks back, but that’s neither here nor there. The important thing is I’ve now seen Ben Folds, who, I’m delighted to say, “just finished up the new album. We just have to put our friend Regina Spektor on there and it’s set.” Is this exciting? Yes this is.

So, Ben Folds is good at what he do. He does it on his own terms, too, which I like. If he’s tired of playing a song, he won’t do it anymore. Didn’t play “Brick.” Didn’t play “Rock this Bitch.” Didn’t play “Philosophy.” And you know what? I’m okay with that. The audience was still involved. We still sang the horn section on “Army.” We were still the choir on “Not the Same.” There were still songs made up on the spot (about how Ben never gets to play in Salt Lake, which is true). There were maracas and synthesizers and a mysterious tambourine man. There was a beautiful vibe and there was singing along. So Ben was great, but you should have known that already. So what do you need to know?

Well, as usual, it’s about the opening acts. To be brief, you don’t need to know about the opening acts. Except for Australian popster Ben Lee. After sitting through three (thankfully short) opening acts already, I was a little bummed when yet another took the stage. However, when I heard him say, “Hi, my name is Ben Lee,” I perked right up. See, Ben Lee is one third of The Bens (the other two being Folds and Kweller), so I was excited to here what pop mastery made him worthy of the group. Well, Ben Lee is an excellent performer, which I think is something that was lacking in the other openers. Sure, his songs were catchier, but that’s not all that matters. Ben made us all a part of his show by having us sing along bits, and he made the best of technical guitar difficulties by (first) jumping to a song with the music on an iPod while they fixed things, then (when that still didn’t work) unplugging his guitar and lowering his microphone to so it would pick up the guitar. So open-mic of him, but it made the set seem much more intimate. There were improvised bits on a few songs, notably on a song I’ve included for you here, “Catch My Disease.” I also really enjoyed the song American Television, so I’ve got that for you, too. Ben Lee sang songs that I could sing the chorus of after one or two times through, but more importantly, I wanted to sing along.

So that was my Ben Folds show. The complete setlist is up on my personal blog. Enjoy some, eh?

 Ben Folds Five - Underground [4:11m]: Play in Popup | Download
 Ben Lee - Catch My Disease [4:15m]: Play in Popup | Download
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Hot on the heels of Jen’s glowing review of 311’s set and Lango, it’s 3-11 Day!! This year marks the return of the celebratory bi-annual marathon concert to New Orleans (it was held in Memphis in 2006). So, to celebrate, I’m offering you some of my favourite 311 tracks for your auditory enjoyment.

First off, “Life’s Not a Race” from 1999’s SoundSystem. Jen’s got a crush on P-Nut, this song makes me fall in love with guitarist Tim Mahoney. The song isn’t entirely typical of 311 lead guitar playing, in fact it kind of reeks of Santana, but I don’t care. Mahoney puts it down and I like it.

Displaying another distinctly different approach to guitar is “Use of Time” from 1997’s Transistor. This song always struck me as unique for it’s strummed guitar opening, closest I’ve heard 311 get to an acoustic number. It’s super-atmospheric, which is one of the reasons that Transistor is my favourite 311 record. And also, Mahoney hits it hard again with some soaring solo action.

Rounding out MahoneyFest ‘08 is Evolver’s “Beyond the Gray Sky.” It’s got a great dynamic, moving from slinky verse to sweeping chorus. One closer listen, it’s not really lead heavy, but it’s still kickin’ and fairly catchy, and fitting now that the weather here is lightening up a smidge. Excellent.

Happy 311ing!!

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Here’s a couple of comments on each concert I saw. Good/bad, audience, etc.

THURSDAY 

Les Claypool - Awesome live. Heard so much stuff about Claypool, about him being an awesome bassplayer, etc. We were a bit far in the back, but I think he was wearing a pig mask? Sheesh. Good stuff. I liked the more funky stuff he played, which was a couple of songs. Good introduction to the festival, for real. No pictures, though, because it was rainy and digital cameras + rain = upset Jen.

FRIDAY

Brett Dennen - went to the see these guys because my best friend had a song up on her MS page that I liked. Really the only reason. And I LOVED these guys. So chill, laidback, happy music. Gets you bopping, sing-a-longie, and all fronted by a guy that looks like Chuckie from Rugrats, all growed up. Their guitar player isn’t too shabby. I liked how he brought out the lap guitar and played it unobtrusively with the rest of the band. And the whole band was having a good time playing, which I think is really important. I’ve seen bands before where they all look pissed off that their there. These guys were happy, so the crowd was feeling good and not obnoxious, too. Definitely looking more into these guys.

Sam Bush - I read the artist info in the booklet, and Sam Bush sounded good. So we headed over there and were completely stoked. Good bluegrassy music. All these guys were rocking and rolling, too, total positive vibes from the whole stage. Sam was a talker, too, he talked to the audience a bit, which I like. Also checking these guys out.

The Wailers - I thought I saw these guys at Bonnaroo, and then I realized that I saw Ziggy Marley. Good classic reggae…and Matisyahu got on stage with them to sing ‘No Woman No Cry’, which was pretty awesome. Songs were a bit drawn out, though.

G. Love and Special Sauce - only saw these guys for a few minutes before we got bored and headed elsewhere. I think they are probably good listening electronically, but live…..bleh. Wasn’t digging it. It was so chill I didn’t want to watch shit. I just wanted to lay in a hammock.  I’ve been wanting to see these guy live for some time, because I heard awesome things. And their on JJ’s record label, worth checking out, and I’ve heard their stuff before on some of JJ’s surf soundtracks. But….bleh.

311 - This was the surprise concert of the festival, like the White Stripes at the Roo last year. Never seen either live, and they both fucking rocked my socks off. I like 311, but I’m not a diehard fan who knows all their music. The crowd went nuts for these guys, and about 2 rows in front of me, there was even a mosh pit. I kept cringing every time a guy got thrown towards us. I didn’t know whether to hide behind Wade, or get in front of him.  311 was super energetic. Like, they have serious stamina, and try really hard to put on the best show. I fell in love with their bass player, because not only was he freaking cute and bit his tongue a lot, but he was wearing a black basketball shirt, big white basketball shorts, black socks, and big white sneakers. And he kept like jigging his feet around in a way that I found quite adorable. And his skills aren’t too bad, either.  Had a good time here.

The Roots - came on 30 minutes late. After that, I didn’t really want to see them anymore, and the first song they opened with sucked, so we left. I had seen them at the Roo anyways, they were much better there.

Beastie Boys - I think Wade enjoyed this more than me, because he’s the fan, and I’m one mildly knows the Boys. The crowd at this show was the worst. It was like everyone was hopped up on the same crap that made them belligerent and nasty. I didn’t enjoy this show so much, because of the crowd, and I was super tired. According to Wade, they played a good mix of new and old stuff. They did Intergalactic and Sabotage, but did some of their jazzy stuff from Ill Communication and their new album.

SATURDAY

The Avett Brothers - got canceled. Stuck in a traffic jam.

Citizen Cope - chill music anyhow, so this made for a chill show. Not much energy here, but I had a good time. There were a lot more CC fans there than I expected. He played some new stuff, and some of his more popular songs.  And honestly, I’m not even sure why he plays the guitar.

Ben Folds - we wanted to see but missed to go back to the camp and get changed into something warmer. Heard a bit here and there, but that was it. Damon will kill me.

Thievery Corporation - definitely one of the best shows the whole festival. Equipped with 3 different singers, 3 guys who sung and rapped, and a freaking belly dancer. Nice and loud, good crowd, and great combination of older stuff with new, groovy stuff we could dance to.

Matisyahu - huge crowd for this one, so we ended up chilling in the back. We didn’t stay for the whole show, because what we heard wasn’t what I was expecting, and by that, I thought the show would be more energetic, louder, etc.

REM - totally thought we were going to see REM, and we totally skipped on it. Wade realized that he pretty much didn’t like REM, and I wasn’t too bothered by it. I like REM, but I’m not a fan who has followed their music since the early 90’s or anything, so we headed back to camp and listened to them while eating tomato soup. The first thing we heard was Michael Stipe say “Children of Langerado….come to me!” Weird.

SUNDAY

Keller Williams - word of mouth had us check out Keller Williams. I guess he’s impressive because he does all his music by himself, but that doesn’t necessarily mean his music is that great. I might have better luck listening to his studio stuff.

Minus the Bear - saw these guys by special request of a mutal friend of ours, who really digs these guys. The crowd here was mellow and really young, and the music was decent, but nothing to write home about.

Ani Di Franco - definitely an awesome way to end our Langerado experience. I told Wade beforehand that the crowd here was going to be a horde of women, ecstatic to see Ani in all her super-woman splendor, and he was still surprised. There was tons of women there in skirts, short hair, pink hair, dreads, etc, all dancing around like fairies (I quote Wade) and going wild and singing EVERY single lyric to all the songs she played. Not only did I enjoy the songs I knew, but Ani played some new ones, about Hurricane Katrina, being a mum, and being happy, that were super fun and thoughtful. Makes me want to break out my Ani tracks all over again. Crowd here was great. Happy women, and lots of kids, here, too. I danced around the most at this concert compared to the rest, and had an awesome time. Rode out of Langerado on a feminist high, which is always good times.

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It is the recovering Monday after Langerado, and I’m still in the process of working out the kinks in my muscles and uploading photos. Also, not killing my cat, who is overjoyed to see me and Wade (more me) and keeps cheerleading her way around my apartment. Noisily. Not to mention her kneading my sunburn. In case you don’t know what that’s like, let me tell you…its fucking horrible.

Langerado, as a whole, was a good experience. There were a few downers and things I didn’t like, but overall, I had an awesome time. Got to see some great bands plays, had some great neighbors camped next to me, did a good deed, and got to hang out with my boyfriend the whole time, and he is always making me laugh.

Let’s get the nasty out of the way first:

• 25,000 people and….ONE podable water drinking station. One that was not a well, it was a tanker that had to be refilled, and on Saturday morning was empty. Which to me, when you’re talking about the essence of life, you should never have it run dry. Also, when the dirty hippies want to shower under it, let them. You’re doing the world a favor.
• Programs and maps were not given out at the station where you drive in and get your wristbands. I found one at the Official Merchandise Tent, and whenever I had mine out, I had about 20 people ask me where I got it.
• The map was wrong. It had ice and water marked on the map in the wrong places. Which is a little ridiculous, I think. Especially the WATER part.
• Definitely not enough trash cans and recycling bins. Don’t get me wrong, there was plenty of them, but considering the amount of people that were there, drinking beer, water, etc, you need more if you don’t want the area in front of your stages to look like a landfill.

Non-Langerado-staff-related bad stuff:

• I got a freaking sunburn, because apparently when Coppertone claims to be SPF 30, what it really means is “you are spraying cold shit on your back, and it won’t do a damn thing. Enjoy skin cancer.”
• I got bit by fire ants. My left foot is still swollen. I’m okay with that, though. I’m from Florida, it happens.
• It torrentially downpoured the first night, and the second. I mean STORMS. People’s tents were flying, because I guess they thought their air mattress would keep the tent down….
• The third night, Saturday, was BALLS COLD. Like, below 50 degrees. And I was in shorts. We went back to camp to change into warmer clothes, saw some of Matisyahu, and skipped REM so we could huddle in the back of my Jeep with the heat on and eat hot tomato soup. And then froze our asses off in our tent. I didn’t go to sleep until my exhausted mind figured out that my face was keeping me awake because it was so cold, so I stuck it under the covers and finally had some semblance of not-as-fucking-cold-as-outside-of-the-covers.
• The “HELL YEAH FUCK YEAH” girl. We called her that, because with a the exception of about 10 other words, that is all she would say. At the top of her lungs. I’m not kidding. At 3am. Across from my tent. “Hell yeah to the fuck yeah to the hot MAMAS!” “I’m LOVING YOOO, family! Fuck yeah, I’m LOVING YOOO!” “FUCK YEAH FREE CIGARETTES!” “OWOWOWOWOOOO FUCK YEAH!” I could go on, but I don’t want to. Unfortunately, I didn’t see her after that night of keeping me up for hours with her incessant yelling. She didn’t ever talk, just scream. And either “fuck yeah” or “hell yeah” was in every sentence. And I am NOT exaggerating. I told Wade if I saw her again, I was going to punch her in the face, and as she hit the floor, scream “FUCK YEAH” in her face. But we didn’t see her. Sigh.

We had some kickass neighbours, they were from Georgia. We shared a tarp for shade and used their grill when ours wasn’t working. They were chill, and not noisy. Stayed pretty clean throughout most of the festival. I always use Bonnaroo as my reference, because that was the dirtiest I’ve ever gotten. The rain at Langerado actually helped, kept the dirt and dust down, but then, it caused some mud. The weather was nice for the most part, with the exception of the rain and the freeze on Saturday. I saw lots of people from up north, because when it was 80 degrees, they were stretched out in bathing suits napping, because they were hot. I also saw (HAHA) people crowded around a fence. Me and Wade went to investigate, and discovered that they were watching some trappers handle alligators in a little pond. And people were ‘wowing’. We just kept walking and laughing at the tourists.

They had a smoker’s lounge, sponsored by American Spirits. Way cool, had couches and free samples of cigarettes. Like, they gave you two packs of cigarettes each day you went in there. Which is cool not only because they’re free smokes, but because I actually got to try more American Spirits, a ciggie brand I really like.

I got a free tube of Raspberry Mint toothpaste from Nature’s Gate, and a free beer cozy, keychain, and bag from Crocs. Apparently Crocs are a big thing, I’d never heard of them until like 2 weeks ago when I asked someone what kind of ugly shoes they were wearing. Free stuff FTW.
I picked up a pretty mousepad with a design by Katzinn on it for only ten bucks. There were two veggie places to eat at, which was way cool (to me, anyway, because I’m vegan). The staff was friendly on all the grounds, so were the cops that I talked to. Apparently the cops were busting a lot more people than expected. Generally at festies its common knowledge that, drugs are everywhere. A couple of busts is expected, but there seemed to be a lot more than a couple at this one. The first night we were there, we were watching Les Claypool and my boyfriend helped drag a guy who had passed out out of the crowd and bring them to the medics.

Also, I’d like to point out that I’m a decent person. Sort of. At a veggie place where we got some food, the food was 7 dollars. I handed the guy a 20, and he handed me 3 ones, and a hundred for change. I gave it back to him, even though I had ample opportunity to walk out with it. I went back, gave him his hundred dollar bill (sigh), and got ten dollars in return. Being nice sucks.

Concert reviews, pictures, mp3s forthcoming…..