September 2006


Animal Collective is fucking awesome live.

Yes, it’s true bro-dudes and chick-dudes, Animal Collective are some serious ass-kickin’ mind-meltin’ fools onstage. The shows are very popular among fans because, well, it’s a lot of noise that they can’t get anywhere else. I suppose it’s a bit of a mind fuck for people hoping to get a full helping of “Feels” when they see them, but that’s okay because they should be so out of their gourd at an AC show that it shouldn’t matter.


Peace Bone. Reverend Green. Safer. Street Flash.

These songs are really some of their best work and in my mind, work so well live that they should probably never even be committed to vinyl, plastic, cassette, papyrus, or whatever the fuck else can make sound.

img_3033.JPGIn fact, seeing some of their studio stuff (except for Banshee Beat and We Tigers) live just doesn’t compare with these newer tracks. Sure, it’s always nice to be able to scream out “Never met a girl who likes to drink with horses, knows her Chinese ballet!” at a show, but I prefer to stand in stunned silence, mouth agape. Just like I do with pretty much everything, bro.

Now that I’ve collected a few shows, Sung Tongs and Feels don’t really get the spins they used to–the live stuff is that much better. Plus, after listening to the shows that much more, I can sing along next time I see them.

Why do I post these shows? I post them for you. But this one’s actually for Lindy. (By the way the picture above right is from Coachella 2006.)

Animal Collective @ Variety Playhouse
Atlanta, Georgia    March 19, 2006

1. Flesh Canoe
2. Fireworks/Allman Vibe
3. Peace Bone
4. The Purple Bottle
5. Safer
6. Reverend Green
7. Cuckoo
8. Chores
9. Grass
10. Street Flash
11. Banshee Beat
12. We Tigers

Special thanks to the folks at Collected Animals for the show. AC fans are the best. Also – just noticed this post looks eerily similar to a post on Kwaya Na Kisser, one of the best music blogs out there. I assure you, the stars or planets or comets were aligned and on fire or something, because it was a total fucking coincidence.  

If there are any mistakes in there, just leave a comment–WordPress is acting buggy.



Crazy-ass Norwegian psychedelic space-rockers Serena-Maneesh played at Bottom of the Hill on Thursday. Which means my crazy psychedelic space-rockin’ ass was, like, so there. They were originally supposed to play two days, alternating a headling slot with locals Film School. However, inexplicably the two shows were cancelled and Film School bailed. Start your conspiracy theories now, but please, take a tab first. It makes conspiracies that much more lifelike.

Lame-ass picture of the BotH sign.

Serena was out and about before the show, because honestly, who knew what Serena Maneesh looked like? Well, maybe the one blonde who was like 6’8″ gave it away. The band looks exactly like one would expect them to–that is to say they look like Scandinavian drone/noise rockers. Slightly dated, but obviously uber-cool for Norway. Part Captain Jack Sparrow, part Liberace. 

Captain Fantastic and the sunglass posse.

The band got on to a thinned-out crowd, which I didn’t understand, and immediately they sounded a bit…off? I’ve seen several “wall of sound” type bands, and they always sound great. Serena should have been the same, but something was amiss. Hearing the whisperish vocals was a no-go–which was a total bummer, because they’re really important to their tunes.

I’m generally a terrible judge of sound quality for many reasons (well, mostly because I’m blasted out of my mind and end up hearing with my eyes–“ooh! Purple sounds great!”), but I’m pretty sure even I was right on this one. The band played a really short set (less than an hour?) and afterwards the two ladies in the band left the stage and retreated to their tour bus in a huff, before having a discussion with the sound man (did I see tears?). Rock-and-fucking-roll.

When the band was playing, however, it was absolutely insanity. Homeboy pretty much molested his guitar on stage, the blonde was pogo-ing with her bass, and the venue was absolutely draped in feedback. Wish I could hear them with good sound though.

I’m not going to pretend like I remember what songs they played, so I’ll just mention the following: Selina’s Melodie Fountain, Chorale Lick, Candlelighted (which sounded awesome, sound problems be damned), and Beehiver II. They did not, to my knowledge, play Drain Cosmetics. However, I have never been known to be knowledgable, so I’m sure they did.

Awful pics:

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EZ Archive is being a whore right now, so I don’t have any MP3s for ya. But you can listen to them on their Web site.

Hey what do you know? The Cold War Kids played San Francisco…again. I swear, these guys are in this city more than me. Anymeow, I certainly am not going to complain as these guys are an absolute blast live.

The show was at the cozy Cafe Du Nord, and a buddy was having an after party with the band, but I went to eat. Unless they had statues made out of cocaine and three-tittied strippers, I think I made the right choice. It’s Tops pancakes are THAT good.

This was their first headlining gig in the Bay Area (the other two being opening for Apollo Sunshine and Tapes ‘n’ Tapes), but the crowd was definitely thicker than one would have expected from four kids who just signed a deal with a record company. Much taller, too. I guess indie buzz comes with a healthy dose of height. Because taller people clearly are more Internet savvy. Short people are too busy looking for shoes that make them look taller, they don’t have time for Web browsing.  

We Used to Vacation
Red Wine, Success
Saint John
Hospital Beds
Hair Down
Hang Me Up to Dry
Quiet Please

*New means either God Make Up Your Mind, Pass the Hat, or unidentified future hit. Listen to them below. I forgot when they played which one where…

Cold War Kids – God Make Up Your Mind (Daytrotter Session)
Cold War Kids – Pass the Hat (Daytrotter Session)


Man. Being busy sucks. Not much time to write, but this was the set list at Feist’s show at the Fillmore on September 8, 2006. Well, best I can remember.  

When I Was a Young Girl
Sally’s Song (aka Four Teenage Boys)
Secret Heart
So Sorry
Feel it All
(some song about the Ocean)
One Evening
Inside and Out
Fighting Away the Tears
The Build Up
Sea Lion
Let it Die

There was a tap dancer, a guest vocalist from the audience (whoa Sarah, good job!). She (Feist, not Sarah) wasn’t wearing white pants, but she was still a knockout. Feist, one word for you: Zoophilia.

Live Feist things:
Feist – Secret Heart (Live 89.3 The Current)
Feist – Sally’s Song (Live at Park West)
Feist – Nothin’ In the World Can Stop Me Warryin’ Bout That Girl (Kinks cover – Live)

The entire Park West is available at the most excellent rbally Web site.