April 6, 2006

chanteuse

That's one of my favorite words. Last night Hope and I went to see Neko Case play at the Roxy. I wasn't expecting much from a place called "Roxy," but it was a suprisingly complexly decorated twisty place. I really like clubs you can get lost in while finding your place to the bar, and then get confused about whether this is actually the bar you were trying to get to in the first place or is this just one that looks like the other one. And it looked like it had been decorated by Baz Luhrman with strangely shaped gold things decending from the ceiling and balconies and waved in and out over the richly carpeted bottom level and the hardwood dance floor. I haven't listened to Neko Case as much as Hope (who hasn't stopped listening to her since January) but I loved the concert. Mostly because she is a loud little woman. I especially enjoyed the end of "Look For Me (I'll Be Around)" and how it made the guy next to me actually exclaim under his breath because of the volume of the last "I'll be around." I think that was the musical high point of the night for me, but I really liked her redition of "Wandering Stranger" that she played for an encore. I've actually only heard that song before on Oregon Trail, but I always loved the tune and it was good to finally hear the words. Neko Case and her back-up singer were hilarious. Someone in the crowd yelled out "marshmallows!" in the middle of the show and for the rest of the time they just kept randomly yelling marshmallows and talking about peeps and cadbury cream eggs, and for some reason Cirque du Soleil. At the end Neko thanked Boston for being "Eastery" and friendly. I'm glad we could provide that holiday cheer for her.

Posted by linnea at April 6, 2006 12:31 PM
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This is a comment. It is large and round and yellow; it is fluffy in places. It grovells embarrasingly for attention, and careens wildly around kitchens and diningrooms like a cat injected with catnip. It is a creature of sound and light, and it craves that which it can never embrace for itself: alas, it is but an instrument of community.

Posted by: An Instrumental Instrument at April 6, 2006 9:25 PM

hey, man, what's the deal with leaving links I cannot follow? instrument of community . . .

Posted by: linnea at April 7, 2006 12:32 AM

I like the sound of that place.

Posted by: tuggy at April 7, 2006 1:27 AM

It this woman like Nico?

Posted by: wilhamish at April 8, 2006 10:18 PM

Did ya hear about Iran, this is it. This is the Apocalypse.

Posted by: wilhamish at April 10, 2006 2:28 PM

Did ya hear about Iran, this is it. This is the Apocalypse.

Posted by: wilhamish at April 10, 2006 2:28 PM
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