Showing posts with label New York Press. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New York Press. Show all posts

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Review: Patrick Wolf at (le) poisson rouge

To get Patrick Wolf alone in a room for a private concert would be not only an awesome feat, but also a delight. His show at (le) poisson rouge last night was intimate and charming—and it’s probably as close as most of us will get to having him serenade us personally.

But it was more than just a concert; it was a conversation. It was a night of storytelling and music, with Patrick Wolf. Wolf shared family stories, inspirations for certain songs, funny anecdotes, and more. The crowd interacted with him enthusiastically, applauding and cheering at every opportunity, and there seemed to be an equal exchange between Patrick and his audience. (He even got two—count ‘em—two standing ovations!)

This was Wolf’s first live acoustic performance in New York in years. He played without a set list, which he said he missed being able to do. He opened his set to requests, which incurred a barrage of Patrick Wolf song titles. He played the ones he could do with his acoustic set (and even pulled out his dulcimer for one song).

Read the rest of my story for the New York Press here.

So fabulous.

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Lady Sovereign – So Human

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Review: Lady Sovereign & Chester French at Highline Ballroom

Note to the viewers of Lady Sovereign’s show at Highline Ballroom last night: when a musician points her microphone at you, you’re supposed to sing. Yes, that’s right. You sucked as an audience.


You could see it on Lady Sovereign’s face, as she rhymed her Brit-rapper heart out – she was annoyed. She kept trying to pump the crowd up with her hilarious stage antics: flipping the Sovereign-goers off, grabbing and caressing her boobs, and even splashing beer all over the kids right in front, à la Gallagher. She handed beers out, too, and went around the stage pouring Heineken in fans’ mouths. Who cares about swine flu?

Lady Sovereign pours beer into a fan's mouth

In fact, the sharing of the booze sparked a “Swine flu, Fuck you” chant during her hit song “Love Me or Hate Me.” A few enthusiastic admirers reveled in the messy beer fountain, and these people were generally the ones with their arms pumping at all times. There were a handful of people rocking out to her electro-grime music, but the majority of the audience refrained from dancing and cheering. When Lady Sov left the stage the first time, she looked back at the crowd members and indicated that they should go nuts in about two minutes (just in time for her encore).

Read the rest of my review for the New York Press here!


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Luniz – I Got Five On It

Friday, April 3, 2009

Review: Asobi Seksu at Bowery Ballroom


Last night, I went to see Asobi Seksu play at Bowery Ballroom. It was a fantastic show!

You can read my review on the New York Press blog here. Be sure to browse my other photos below the story!

I went to the show alone, since I was covering it, so the beginning was kind of boring. Me and a beer and my cell phone, at least in between bands. Then the show came on, and I was blown away. My favorite part was when the band was about to leave stage for the first time. Yuki, the lead singer, took off her necklace, placed it on the mic stand, and went to tackle the drums. She took control of them and banged out the same heavy indie-rock beats that had been playing only moments before. To put it concisely, it rocked.

And of all people for me to casually start talking to, I pick the NYU grad student who used to be in the band. After the venue cleared out, he introduced me to the current lineup, who are all so nice and humble. Yuki's boisterous laugh is completely antithetical to her small figure. Billy was really polite and interesting. James was hilarious, and I hardly spoke with him because I couldn't think of any witty retorts. I, unfortunately, did not meet the drummer.

Several of the band members' families were at the show, so people lingered around for a while. Quite a few ex-members were there as well, so it was like one big happy reunion – and me. No one opposed to my presence, though. In fact, everyone was quite welcoming. A few hours and a beer later, it was time to go home.

All in all, good night.


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Chew Lips – Solo