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The Maccabees
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The Maccabees
Good Shoes
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British Sea Power Empty Bottle 3/24/08
I wish I could say many, many great things about this show. I wanted to go see BSP and pee in my pants with sheer musical joy. Unfortunately, it pretty much sucked donkey dick. Oddly, the packed venue was partialy emptied out after the openers th 1900s finished (whether this was because they were somehow against all logic the primary draw or because many people were rendered physically ill after 15 minutes of it is unknown). Anyway, I surmise that the main problem most of the time was whoever was doing sound, although the possibility of the band's contribution to the aural chaos cannot be dismissed. I just don't have all the facts. What ended up happening was you couldn't hear the vocals or guitars for half of the 45-minute set. And imho, that's pretty much what BSP is all about. Sure they have a drummer and bass player (who totally drowned out everything else) and even a violinist (nice live touch), but it's the guitar interplay (with those searing, melodious leads) and Yan's singing that make them so distinctive. It was all lost through the first half of the set, which was comprised of most of "Do You Like Rock Music?"("No Lucifer," Down on the Ground," etc.). They ended strongly and threw in some oldies like "Remember Me," but it was kind of too late. I hate to pick on shit like this, as I know that most sound people are skilled and try really hard under stressful conditions, but I honestly felt like asking for my money back. It was still a big thrill for me to see BSP for the first time, but I was a little sad. Even through it all, they rocked, at least to someone like me who knew what it *should* have sounded like. And no giant bear. Note: This was the early show, and I imagine, not without an ass load of jealousy, that the late show was three-thousand times better.
I wish I could say many, many great things about this show. I wanted to go see BSP and pee in my pants with sheer musical joy. Unfortunately, it pretty much sucked donkey dick. Oddly, the packed venue was partialy emptied out after the openers th 1900s finished (whether this was because they were somehow against all logic the primary draw or because many people were rendered physically ill after 15 minutes of it is unknown). Anyway, I surmise that the main problem most of the time was whoever was doing sound, although the possibility of the band's contribution to the aural chaos cannot be dismissed. I just don't have all the facts. What ended up happening was you couldn't hear the vocals or guitars for half of the 45-minute set. And imho, that's pretty much what BSP is all about. Sure they have a drummer and bass player (who totally drowned out everything else) and even a violinist (nice live touch), but it's the guitar interplay (with those searing, melodious leads) and Yan's singing that make them so distinctive. It was all lost through the first half of the set, which was comprised of most of "Do You Like Rock Music?"("No Lucifer," Down on the Ground," etc.). They ended strongly and threw in some oldies like "Remember Me," but it was kind of too late. I hate to pick on shit like this, as I know that most sound people are skilled and try really hard under stressful conditions, but I honestly felt like asking for my money back. It was still a big thrill for me to see BSP for the first time, but I was a little sad. Even through it all, they rocked, at least to someone like me who knew what it *should* have sounded like. And no giant bear. Note: This was the early show, and I imagine, not without an ass load of jealousy, that the late show was three-thousand times better.
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Imagine writing a list of things to quit in order of ease.
Myspace
fags
medication
heroin
cocaine
chocolate
Bowlie
facebook
alcohol
meat
cheese
fizzy drinks (of the carbonated soft kind, not like when you take a can of beer and shake it lots, and not like champagne)
thumb sucking
nail biting
suduko before it's finished
bubble wrap
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