Normally when I photograph a show I’ll try and write some quick notes the next morning to help me when I finally get around to writing the blog post. However, I have gone through a massive phase of not doing this, meaning trying to write posts more than five months after they happened.
The most interesting thing about this show is that I can’t remember much about Vivian Girls other than that the bassist is really cute and they had copious amounts of reverb. I can’t remember much about Nova Scotia other than they stuck out like a bit of a sore thumb on the bill by being way too proficient on their instruments. And I can’t remember much about Feathers, other than thinking that this might have been the first time that I’d seen them with Susan drumming.
But over 5 months later I can still remember that Jad Fair told The Legend! (better known as fading music critic and fringe dweller Everett True) that there are only two types of song – songs about love and songs about monsters – and that the Legend! was more of less drunk between the ages of 18 and 4o-something (other than one year in his late 30s from memory). This was my first experience of seeing The Legend! live, having missed him play a couple of times with The Young Liberals previously and I was quite impressed. He was playing with The Deadnotes, who provided a musical backing that really suited the prosed-based monologue vocals. That I can remember more of the music from their set months later than anything else that happened on this night speaks volumes and goes a long way to validating Everett True’s view that if you’re given a platform you should at least be memorable. Something like that anyway. I’m sure he’ll be along to confirm or otherwise in a bit.
Some more photos on Flickr.
Vivian Girls
The Legend! & The Deadnotes
Nova Scotia
Feathers
I was still more or less drunk that year as well – it just so happened that I was more fucked up on love. Thanks for the kind words.