Showing posts with label Moonface. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Moonface. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

The Last Bison at Terminal West, Atlanta, August 13, 2013


Okay, remember that day last year when I was in Portland for MFNW and got talked into leaving the festival to go out to someplace called Troutdale, Oregon, to see My Morning Jacket perform at McMenamin's Edgefield? I missed most of the show that I was planning to see that night, which included Kishi Bashi at the Doug Fir Lounge, although I did get back in time to catch Sad Baby Wolf and the headliner, Moonface.  My Morning Jacket were terrific, though, and I don't regret my decision for a moment.

The bill that night at the Doug Fir was actually quite full, and included several other bands in addition to Moonface, Sad Baby Wolf, and Kishi Bashi.  In addition to missing Kishi Bashi, I also missed the opener, a band called The We Shared Milk.  But there was a fifth band on the bill, one I found intriguing (at least by the MFNW write-up), performing in between The We Shared Milk and Kishi Bashi, that I also missed. Last night, I finally got to see that band, The Last Bison, when they played at Terminal West. 


Sean Spencer opened with a solo set of songs on acoustic guitar.  Sean normally plays with a band called Seven Handle Circus, who are scheduled to play Terminal West on September 14.  They'll be playing The Georgia Theater in Athens this Friday.  But even without his band, Sean played a pleasant and compelling set of songs, including a cover of Paul Simon's The Only Living Boy in New York


The Last Bison took the stage a little before 10 pm.  They play an interesting amalgam of indie rock, folk, bluegrass, Americana, and chamber music.  The usual comparisons are to Fleet Foxes and Mumford and Sons, although I heard and saw a lot of similarities to The Lumineers, Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros, and Typhoon.  There were so many people on the stage (seven) that it takes two pictures to capture them all.


There's a lot to like here, including the percussion which gives potions of their songs a tribal vibe.  They don't employ a traditional drummer, but several members of the band, including frontman Ben Hardesty, take turns banding on a bass drum or a floor tom.

My only complaint is the outfits.  They dress like historical reenactors from Colonial Williamsburg.  The Lumineers do this too, but its all a part of their otherwise elaborate stage show, but when The Last Bison does it, it feels contrived and derivative.  For some reason, Amos the cello player was the only one who wore modern clothes.


Ben Hardesty has a decent singing voice and writes interesting songs (I assume he's the songwriter), which often build up into mini-epics.  A nice touch was when the string section, Teresa (violin) and Amos (cello), offered a little chamber piece to fill in the time it took Ben to re-string his guitar after a string broke (it happened at least twice).  These passages provided lovely, meditative, little oases of sound during the show.

The set ended with their song Setting Our Tables.  Here's the video:


For the encore, Ben played a few songs accompanied only by his guitar and Amos, the cellist.  Then they called Teresa, their violinist, out to the stage and performed an unamplified song on the floor with the audience gathered around them.


And that was The Last Bison.  More pics are posted over at the Flickr page.  Since that day last September, I've now managed to catch Kishi Bashi and The Last Bison, and only have The We Shared Milk remaining, and they're not currently touring.

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

La Big Vic's Cold War

La Big Vic at The Earl, June 27, 2012

Oh, look.  Brooklyn trio La Big Vic, last seen in these parts opening for Moonface at The Earl, have a new album, Cold War, coming out January 29th and have released two tracks, All That Heaven Allows and Ave. B.   

La Big Vic consists of keyboardist Peter Pearson, who apprenticed under Pink Floyd's live sound engineer, violinist/vocalist Emilie Friedlander, senior editor of The Fader and co-founder of the web sites Ad Hoc and the former Altered Zones, and guitarist Toshio Masuda,  who was once in a Japanese boy band and has produced hip-hop beats.  




Tuesday, December 4, 2012

A Preview


Oh, look.  Japanese violinist Kishi Bashi is coming to The Earl on March 14 (strangely, not a Monday).  I skipped Bashi's performance at the Doug Fir Lounge during MFNW, where he opened for Moonface, so this will be a chance to make up for what I missed.  

On top of the recently announced Alt-J show at the god-forsaken Masquerade (March 6) and the Thao & The Get Down Stay Down / Sallie Ford & The Sound Outside billing at Smith's Olde Bar on March 18, it looks like the annual March Madness event (the vernal equivalent to the autumnal Rocktober) is starting to take shape.

The Winter Doldrums may extend through December and January, but should end by February 9 when Jonathan Richman comes to Atlanta for a two-night stand at The Goat Farm.

I've already got my tickets for Richman, and looking further ahead, have already bought tickets for Seattle's Bumbershoot 2013 on Labor Day weekend.


Saturday, December 1, 2012

Moonface


Canadian musician Moonface, aka Spencer Krug of Wolf Parade and other bands, has released the video for the song Headed For The Door from his excellent album with the Finnish band Siinai, Heartbreaking Bravery.  


Unfortuantely, the rights to the video are owned by Warner Music Group, which is blocking the video from being embedded on sites such as this.  You can see the video, though, over here at YouTube, but in the meantime, here's a Soundcloud clip of the song.



I've seen Moonface perform with Sinaii at The Earl back last June, where he picked up a book and started reading aloud when he got to the letter portion of Headed For The Door.



I saw Moonface perform again last September at Portland's Doug Fir Lounge during MusicFest Northwest. Overall, I thought the Earl set was better, principally because he and Siinai played a few mind-bending, extended instrumentals during that earlier show.  As he set up at MFNW, Krug announced that the Doug Fir was concerned about time so they were going to have to “muscle through” their set.  Perhaps that's the reason they didn't perform the extended instrumentals, but coincidentally, just before the announcement was made, I had somehow gotten into a conversation with some bookish guy who was fervently scribbling in a notebook near the front of the stage.  We were discussing Zen Master Dogen's 13th Century essay titled Uji ("Existence/Time"), in which Dogen claims that all time is flexible and relative, and that time is a product of our own minds, not some fixed absolute through which we move.  Don't ask me how this got started because I don't remember, but it's the kind of thing that seems to only happen to me. Anyway, when Krug made the announcement, I couldn't resist telling him, since I was right up at the edge of the stage and it was the whole point of the conversation I was in, "You are not in time, time is in you."

"Whatever," Krug told me, and launched the band into Teary Eyes and Bloody Lips.


I didn't stay for the entire set and don't know if Krug again read from the book, as a friend I had met that week wanted to walk over to Holocene a couple of blocks away to catch the rest of the set by the band Trust.  You can say we headed for the door before Headed For The Door.  However, I never got to post any but one of the pictures from Moonface's Doug Fir set, though, so here they are:









One other thing - at both Moonface sets, both at The Earl and at Doug Fir, his audience included a large number of bros.  Among other definitions at urbandictionary.com, "bros" are:
"Obnoxious partying males who are often seen at college parties. When they aren’t making an ass of themselves they usually just stand around holding a red plastic cup waiting for something exciting to happen so they can scream something that demonstrates how much they enjoy partying. Nearly everyone in a fraternity is a bro but there are also many bros who are not in a fraternity. They often wear a rugby shirt and a baseball cap. It is not uncommon for them to have spiked hair with frosted tips. 
Bros actually chose this name for themselves as they often refer to each other as "bro" even though they are not related. 
I couldn't go to sleep last night because some bros at the party next door kept screaming, "Whoooooo!!! YEAAHHHHH! Whooooooo!" 
It might be something about the epic quality of Moonface songs or Siinai's surging, anthemic sweep of sound,   but I saw more bros at the Moonface show at The Earl than I've ever seen at The Earl before or since, and I saw more bros at Moonface's Doug Fir show than at any other MFNW event in the two years I've been going.  This is not a negative reflection on Moonface in any way, but the question that I can't answer is how did both Southeastern and Northwestern bros ever get to hear of Moonface in the first place?