Last weekend was a cornucopia of free musical delights in New York. I went nuts.
It was kind of sad. No one really gave a shit. There were a number of fans in the front who were there for Eric but not many. I, of course, was one of them up front.
While I do prefer a little more rock to a live show, I did enjoy his performance. I was disappointed the last time I saw him a few months ago but Central Park proved to be a nice setting for his low key set. And he did White Trash Heroes!
SHR and I went to go get some food and find out where our VIP seating was. A few years ago, she scored us VIP seats for Elvis Costello. We had a great spot right to the side of the stage. However for Neko Case on this night, our VIP seating equaled bleacher seats in the back. Oh well, at least I got to sit.
Neko's voice always sounds great. In the open air of the park, her voice soared even more. It was a great place to see her.
The past few years, I've shied away from the Siren Festival because of how damn crowded it is. This year, Kip got us in VIP style. Siren knows how to treat VIP's! Free beer and a spot right up front. SHR and I shuttled back and forth between the two stages for a few hours.
I saw the Detroit Cobras at Warsaw five years ago. Maybe it was because it was darker inside but I don't remember them looking so damn weathered. In fact, the only thing I do remember from that show was Hot Tub Eric and Amie cutting a rug to their set.
The Black Lips. I posted an MP3 in a recent post if you're interested. They were really great. Apparently, they have been known to piss on each other and sometimes into their own mouths while performing. On this day, all they did was tongue kiss, lick their guitars, and catch their own spit.
And, oh yeah, scare the daylights out of this chicken.
We caught the last thirty seconds of Lavender Diamond. That was enough for me.
Then I needed a nap.
Matt and Kim and the Wonder Wheel
As SHR pointed out, all of their songs sound the same. But at least that one song is a good song. They were so excited to be playing in front of so many people. If you want to overdose on silly pop, check out their video.
I only watched about half of her set though because I had more plans for the day. SHR was over at the other stage so I headed down the boardwalk to meet her. Along the way, I found these guys chilling out.
I met SHR and we watched a few Voxtrot songs. I missed Raised by Wolves though. Apparently, the blog elite have abandoned this band. I can't say that I love the new record but it is always funny to me how fickle those in the "know" are.
Did I mention that SHR and I ambitiously biked the entire way from Clinton Hill to Coney Island? She wasn't smiling by the end of the ride back, I'll tell you that much.
We arrived at Prospect Park for the Doc Pomus tribute show. As we biked through the park to our destination, I could hear Howard Tate performing. However, by the time we reached the bandshell, his song was finished.
SHR decided that she needed a break but I stayed. I was too cheap to pay the three bucks to go in for such a short time so I watched from the bike path. I only had time to see a few songs because of the twenty minute break they took right after I got there. I did see Ben E. King and as pictured in this picture (trust me on this one since you can't see him) Lou Reed.
The Hecklers were supposed to go on at 9. I left Prospect Park right around 8:45 and arrived promptly at 9. The Hecklers had already been playing for 15 minutes! Oh well, I still saw some mighty good rock and roll in the 12 minutes or so that they had left. After the show, we went to Sidecar for some dinner. That place is great as you all know. But, trust me, it is even better when you can go and be waited on by Matt Army.
This show was definitely no Ponderosa Stomp. But then again, any show without Roy Head on the bill is going to be sorely lacking, don't you think?
The Annuals = Snooze. Pretty clouds though.
Band of Horses. Decent record, not good enough to hold my interest in a big outdoor venue. They were fine though.
Anyway, it was a great weekend of music. I also enjoyed the picture on the front page of Monday's NY Times. It's the Cyclone and M.I.A.
Look closer though. it is the Cyclone, M.I.A., and me!!! Thank you SHR for photoshopping this for me. If you looked super closely, I think you can also see a tiny bit of Ezra.
Balgavy's take on McCarren Pool.
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