The remembrance of things past, the examination of things present, the postulation of things to come, in both fantasy, reality, and fear. A contemplation of so many things in words, an intimate rant of silly things, observations of a world that is changing too fast, and i'm being left behind.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Dirty Projectors rocked my socks off
Oh my god. So amazing. Never heard vocal hocket quite like what I heard last night. The show was just so amazing, between the textures, the super tight musicianship, the amazing communication, and the great space. (Wilbur Theatre in Boston) The opening act was Owen Pallett, formally known as Final Fantasy, and he was a solid opener. He combines much of Andrew Bird's additive looping techniques (he's a singing violinist) but he's more experimental in his songwriting and textures, and also plays with a multi-instrumentalist. (He doesn't regularly whistle in his songs either.) DP consist of six people (three amazing female vocalists, always in spectacular harmonies), including Dave Longstreth, songwriter and lead singer. I enjoy their music, but in a live setting, things came across that suffer in an album format. Their vitality and spontaneity was amazing, and you could tell that they were responding to each other's music. It was the bee's knees.
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