After searching Craigslist to no avail (all buyers, no sellers), waiting outside with other scalpees with not so much as a nibble, and giving up and walking half way back to our rental house, I was pretty sure I was not going to see the Hold Steady in Austin last night. So when D. Miasma picked me up, and I said, "let's swing by one more time to see if the scene has changed," it was really really blind hope.
Met by blind luck. I asked two women near the line if they had tickets to sell, and one stuffed one in my hand and then rushed off. Providence, I tell you. Stay positive.
And wow. My review: I was not worthy. They blew me away. The energy is unbelievable. Frontman Craig Finn doesn't really sing, doesn't really scream, but froths up the crowd with dark or compelling or delirious stories. (NPR/WXPN called it "lyrically dense storytelling.") Problem is that if you stand up close (thanks, Dave) and you don't know the stories, you don't get all the expressiveness and frothmaking. I'm definitely going back to buy the rest of their discography to get ready for the next show.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
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2 comments:
I hadn't heard of them before. They're great. Thanks for the introduction. I will try to get to their show in Carrboro on the 12th.
Thanks for the classy bourbon, seƱor. You almost always show up at the darndest places... and "I went there on business!"
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