6 Oct 2007
Randall's Island
Wild Light
Les Savy Fav
Blonde Redhead
LCD Soundsystem
Arcade Fire
Setlist
1. Black Mirror
2. Keep the car running
3. Neighborhood #2 (Laika)
4. No Cars Go
5. Haiti
6. I'm Sleeping in a Submarine
7. My Body is a Cage
8. Cold Wind
9. Intervention
10. Antichrist Television Blues
11. The Well and the Lighthouse
12. Neighborhood #1 (Tunnels)
13. Neighborhood #3 (Power Out)
14. Rebellion (Lies)
Encore:
15. Headlights Look like Diamonds
16. Wake Up
Encore 2:
17. Kiss Off (Violent Femmes)
Showing posts with label Gig. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gig. Show all posts
October 18, 2007
[Gig] The National
11 Oct 2007
Terminal 5
Setlist
Start a War
Mistaken for Strangers
Secret Meeting
Brainy
Baby, We’ll Be Fine
Slow Show
Squalor Victoria
Abel
All the Wine
Racing Like a Pro
Ada
Apartment Story
Daughters of the Soho Riots
Fake Empire
About Today
ENCORE
Green Gloves (w/ Annie Clark)
Mr. November
Terminal 5
Setlist
Start a War
Mistaken for Strangers
Secret Meeting
Brainy
Baby, We’ll Be Fine
Slow Show
Squalor Victoria
Abel
All the Wine
Racing Like a Pro
Ada
Apartment Story
Daughters of the Soho Riots
Fake Empire
About Today
ENCORE
Green Gloves (w/ Annie Clark)
Mr. November
October 05, 2007
August 11, 2007
[Gig] Formoz 2007
27-29 July 2007
Taipei, Taiwan
27
Dean & Britta
阿飛西雅
甜梅號
28
蘇打綠
asobi seksu
Mercury Rev
Tell Me Do You Miss Me (rockumentary)
29
橙草
8mm Sky
Yndi Halda
Hyakkei
Yo La Tengo
Taipei, Taiwan
27
Dean & Britta
阿飛西雅
甜梅號
28
蘇打綠
asobi seksu
Mercury Rev
Tell Me Do You Miss Me (rockumentary)
29
橙草
8mm Sky
Yndi Halda
Hyakkei
Yo La Tengo
June 03, 2007
[Gig] Animal Collective
south street seaport
1 june 2007
w/ danielson
when the first thing i think of is that i was not in the mood of inhaling second hand smoke and pot, it's not a good sign.
this was the first time i heard danielson, actually they're quite good. i was just not in the mood, the sky drizzled rains, and it was hot and humid, what a waste for the concert held outdoor. the crowd is young, emo kids, and then i felt extremely old.
animal collective. yes, they were still good, yet i was disappointed i didn't hear anything i know of. when listening their music on mp3, i felt like they are magicians. i know mixer must be very important, yet i'm still very curious about how they produce all those sounds. ohmyrockness says those sounds are eccentric but catchy, what a wonderful description. usually this would be the time that i complain i wasn't tall enough, and i saw nothing but the back of people's heads. nevertheless, between sight and sound, it's either one or another, can't have them both.
1 june 2007
w/ danielson
when the first thing i think of is that i was not in the mood of inhaling second hand smoke and pot, it's not a good sign.
this was the first time i heard danielson, actually they're quite good. i was just not in the mood, the sky drizzled rains, and it was hot and humid, what a waste for the concert held outdoor. the crowd is young, emo kids, and then i felt extremely old.
animal collective. yes, they were still good, yet i was disappointed i didn't hear anything i know of. when listening their music on mp3, i felt like they are magicians. i know mixer must be very important, yet i'm still very curious about how they produce all those sounds. ohmyrockness says those sounds are eccentric but catchy, what a wonderful description. usually this would be the time that i complain i wasn't tall enough, and i saw nothing but the back of people's heads. nevertheless, between sight and sound, it's either one or another, can't have them both.
[Gig] BRMC
webster hall
31 may 2007
w/ The Cobbs
i still feel really happy to see them, even though i stood in the front row, blasting by the loudspeaker all night, oh, and my ears are still humming now. singing was all muffled, i could barely hear what came out from peter hayes.
my heart must died a little bit these days. eventually it will happen, i know, after all the gigs i went. i'm kind of sad that it comes so fast, i don't feel the creeps on my skin any more, not even a beer can help.
yet BRMC, they are my first love, nothing in the world can ruin that. even though i heard someone said they're copying themselves in baby 81, or they signed with sony, my first shoegazer is still very special to me.
31 may 2007
w/ The Cobbs
i still feel really happy to see them, even though i stood in the front row, blasting by the loudspeaker all night, oh, and my ears are still humming now. singing was all muffled, i could barely hear what came out from peter hayes.
my heart must died a little bit these days. eventually it will happen, i know, after all the gigs i went. i'm kind of sad that it comes so fast, i don't feel the creeps on my skin any more, not even a beer can help.
yet BRMC, they are my first love, nothing in the world can ruin that. even though i heard someone said they're copying themselves in baby 81, or they signed with sony, my first shoegazer is still very special to me.
April 11, 2007
[Gig] Cold War Kids
9 April 2007
Bowery Ballroom
This was so humiliating, and this had nothing do to with Cold War Kids. If you happened to see me that day, I beg you don't tell...
Here the story goes...
2:09 PM, April 10
definitely top of my most embarrassing experience.
i was there for the cold war kids, end up just listening to their first song, sitting on the filthy ground outside bowery, recovering from the blackout caused by one god damn beer.
one hour ago from this scenes, i stood inside, holding half empty beer cup, happy with the finding that sounds swirling inside my beer cup and vibrating through my palm.
then it came, the post-beer headache. then i saw it coming, the blackout. i thought i could handle it, just like i handled it couple times before, just stood still, breathe, and waited for it to past. i thought i can handle it, but the next thing i knew i was sitting, no, collapsing on the ground. my eye-sight was blurry, so was my hearing. people hold me up and took me few steps forward to lean on the stage. vaguely i might say something like 'can i just stay here for a while then i'll be ok,' but vaguely someone say i need air and people held me out of the venue. the cold air actually felt refreshing, i just wanted to sit down, i knew it going to pass soon. a nice girl called jennie stayed with me for a while and gave me a hug. i assured her i was going to be ok and send her inside. i sit there, didn't know whether to go back or not, or to laugh or cry. i started to feel cold, then put on my jacket. i decided not going back inside to avoid possible recognition from the crowd, which now i could see clear. i took M103 and headed back home. nothing is more surreal than this, as now i'm writing the whole thing, with my head still feel the residue of last night's beer (theoretically it's unlikely, but i can't sever the tiredness, mentally and physically, from it), and the pain in my ass, literally.
hope writing this down can be therapeutic, since i don't want to recall it, and no one else but me will ever know this. luckily i won't go back to bowery until next month. even with this shit, it still my favorite venue in the city.
Bowery Ballroom
This was so humiliating, and this had nothing do to with Cold War Kids. If you happened to see me that day, I beg you don't tell...
Here the story goes...
2:09 PM, April 10
definitely top of my most embarrassing experience.
i was there for the cold war kids, end up just listening to their first song, sitting on the filthy ground outside bowery, recovering from the blackout caused by one god damn beer.
one hour ago from this scenes, i stood inside, holding half empty beer cup, happy with the finding that sounds swirling inside my beer cup and vibrating through my palm.
then it came, the post-beer headache. then i saw it coming, the blackout. i thought i could handle it, just like i handled it couple times before, just stood still, breathe, and waited for it to past. i thought i can handle it, but the next thing i knew i was sitting, no, collapsing on the ground. my eye-sight was blurry, so was my hearing. people hold me up and took me few steps forward to lean on the stage. vaguely i might say something like 'can i just stay here for a while then i'll be ok,' but vaguely someone say i need air and people held me out of the venue. the cold air actually felt refreshing, i just wanted to sit down, i knew it going to pass soon. a nice girl called jennie stayed with me for a while and gave me a hug. i assured her i was going to be ok and send her inside. i sit there, didn't know whether to go back or not, or to laugh or cry. i started to feel cold, then put on my jacket. i decided not going back inside to avoid possible recognition from the crowd, which now i could see clear. i took M103 and headed back home. nothing is more surreal than this, as now i'm writing the whole thing, with my head still feel the residue of last night's beer (theoretically it's unlikely, but i can't sever the tiredness, mentally and physically, from it), and the pain in my ass, literally.
hope writing this down can be therapeutic, since i don't want to recall it, and no one else but me will ever know this. luckily i won't go back to bowery until next month. even with this shit, it still my favorite venue in the city.
April 04, 2007
March 12, 2007
[Gig] Arcade Fire
February 15, 2007
Judson Memorial Church
I just don't have the heart to write about that night. This was by far the most anticipated rock show for me. From the moment I saw the five shows being announced on Bowery's website, to the brutal on-line battle for tickets, all the emotion built up and I felt that it would be one of the most memorable day in my life. But it didn't happen. As if my heart shut down that evening, and after way too many times of repeat hearing and remembering lyrics, news song didn't strike me, and old ones didn't give me goose bumps. I still love them so much, Wake Up will still be one of my favorite songs in the world, and I won't hesitate a bit if I have one more chance to see them. Yet there was something missing.
Judson Memorial Church
I just don't have the heart to write about that night. This was by far the most anticipated rock show for me. From the moment I saw the five shows being announced on Bowery's website, to the brutal on-line battle for tickets, all the emotion built up and I felt that it would be one of the most memorable day in my life. But it didn't happen. As if my heart shut down that evening, and after way too many times of repeat hearing and remembering lyrics, news song didn't strike me, and old ones didn't give me goose bumps. I still love them so much, Wake Up will still be one of my favorite songs in the world, and I won't hesitate a bit if I have one more chance to see them. Yet there was something missing.
January 29, 2007
January 21, 2007
January 06, 2007
January 02, 2007
[Gig] Gomez
6 Oct 2006
Bowery Ballroom
The Band members felt just so at east on stage, maybe the hint of smoke/pot emitting from backstage during Encore helped.
So thrilled to heard Ben Ottewell's voice in person. Low, soulful voice from a skinny white guy still somehow miraculous to me.
California
Shot Shot
Love Is Better Than A Warm Trombone
Hamoa Beach
See The World
Nothing Is Wrong
Long Long Gone
Bring Your Lovin' Back Here
Notice
Ping One Down
Charley Patton Songs (Ian solo)
Baby, Please Don't Go (aborted)
Hangover
Ruff Stuff
Girlshapedlovedrug
We Haven't Turned Around
In Our Gun
Encore:
How We Operate
Make No Sound
Silence
Get Myself Arrested
Bowery Ballroom
The Band members felt just so at east on stage, maybe the hint of smoke/pot emitting from backstage during Encore helped.
So thrilled to heard Ben Ottewell's voice in person. Low, soulful voice from a skinny white guy still somehow miraculous to me.
California
Shot Shot
Love Is Better Than A Warm Trombone
Hamoa Beach
See The World
Nothing Is Wrong
Long Long Gone
Bring Your Lovin' Back Here
Notice
Ping One Down
Charley Patton Songs (Ian solo)
Baby, Please Don't Go (aborted)
Hangover
Ruff Stuff
Girlshapedlovedrug
We Haven't Turned Around
In Our Gun
Encore:
How We Operate
Make No Sound
Silence
Get Myself Arrested
December 28, 2006
[Gig] Lou Reed - Berlin
December 15, 2006
St. Ann's Warehouse, DUMBO, Brooklyn
I walked alone in the cold night, as always, on the street of Brooklyn. After few turns, there is was, the Bridge. Magnificent but not intimidating, surreal as as the show I was going to hear. Everyone sit, the swing of the body could only within few inches parameter. I could not help wonder what was it like if the performance took place 30 years ago. This was the second one of the four shows, and I felt like it locked in the secluded place and night, became some kind of tale or myth.
I might have to persuade myself that I've seen Lou Reed years from now.
St. Ann's Warehouse, DUMBO, Brooklyn
I walked alone in the cold night, as always, on the street of Brooklyn. After few turns, there is was, the Bridge. Magnificent but not intimidating, surreal as as the show I was going to hear. Everyone sit, the swing of the body could only within few inches parameter. I could not help wonder what was it like if the performance took place 30 years ago. This was the second one of the four shows, and I felt like it locked in the secluded place and night, became some kind of tale or myth.
I might have to persuade myself that I've seen Lou Reed years from now.
December 02, 2006
[Gig] My Morning Jacket
November 30, 2006
Roseland Ballroom
w/ The Slip (who are moose, raccoon, and wolf tonight)
If I can reserve a section of my brain, dedicating to My Morning Jacket, engraving their performance this evening in my head and never letting anything else to overwrite that section, I will. Maybe I've already done so. In my short-listed gig-going history, this one easily reaches the top of my list. Lack of knowledge and vocabulary in rock'n'roll writing prevent me from properly documenting my overloaded senses, but the brain-exploding experience can not be more authentic. The first time I find a band/performance so integrated, impeccable team work and chemistry, and Jim James.
My Morning Jacket and the voice of Jim James will haunt me for a long time, and I welcome it heartily.
My Morning Jacket is:
Jim James
Two-Tone Tommy - bass
Parick Hallahan - drum
Bo Koster - keyboard
Carl Broemel - guitar
Setlist:
one big holiday
wonderful man
gideon
way he singz
off the record
just one thing
it beats
wordless
lowdown
lay low
phone
dondante
run thru
they ran
--
tonite i want to
nashwille to ky
golden
steam
dancefloors
mahgeeta
anytime
Roseland Ballroom
w/ The Slip (who are moose, raccoon, and wolf tonight)
If I can reserve a section of my brain, dedicating to My Morning Jacket, engraving their performance this evening in my head and never letting anything else to overwrite that section, I will. Maybe I've already done so. In my short-listed gig-going history, this one easily reaches the top of my list. Lack of knowledge and vocabulary in rock'n'roll writing prevent me from properly documenting my overloaded senses, but the brain-exploding experience can not be more authentic. The first time I find a band/performance so integrated, impeccable team work and chemistry, and Jim James.
My Morning Jacket and the voice of Jim James will haunt me for a long time, and I welcome it heartily.
My Morning Jacket is:
Jim James
Two-Tone Tommy - bass
Parick Hallahan - drum
Bo Koster - keyboard
Carl Broemel - guitar
Setlist:
one big holiday
wonderful man
gideon
way he singz
off the record
just one thing
it beats
wordless
lowdown
lay low
phone
dondante
run thru
they ran
--
tonite i want to
nashwille to ky
golden
steam
dancefloors
mahgeeta
anytime
November 18, 2006
[Gig] Ok Go
Irving Plaza
w/ Quit Your Day Job, French Kicks
Damian stole the show. To the extend that I didn't really care about music that much. Overall chemistry between band members was great (I don't know does it even matter, but somehow I noticed how they interact with each other), but the slim, dandy, beautiful, sexy Damian was everything. This show was being filmed, let's just see whether these footage will be in any DVD.
The acoustic set was a great idea. Damian, Tim and Andy moved to the rare of the floor, standing on a round table to perform while three fans casting flash lights on them. In the end, although they could not bring the treadmills, they brought their backyard. Oh ya! I saw the dance!
Ok Go is:
Damian Kulash: Vocals, Guitar
Tim Nordwind: Bass
Dan Konopka: Drums
Andy Ross: Guitar, Keyboards (*a Bosox fan)
Set list:
The House Wins
Television, Television
Don’t Ask Me
No Sign Of Life
Here It Goes Again
Good Idea At The Time
Neat Neat Neat by Damned Cover
Acoustic Set:
A Million Ways
What To Do
It’s A Disaster
Oh No
Invincible
Don't Bring Me Down by Electric Light Orchestra
Get Over It
Encore:
You’re So Damn Hot
Dow What You Want
A Million Ways (Dance!!!)
w/ Quit Your Day Job, French Kicks
Damian stole the show. To the extend that I didn't really care about music that much. Overall chemistry between band members was great (I don't know does it even matter, but somehow I noticed how they interact with each other), but the slim, dandy, beautiful, sexy Damian was everything. This show was being filmed, let's just see whether these footage will be in any DVD.
The acoustic set was a great idea. Damian, Tim and Andy moved to the rare of the floor, standing on a round table to perform while three fans casting flash lights on them. In the end, although they could not bring the treadmills, they brought their backyard. Oh ya! I saw the dance!
Ok Go is:
Damian Kulash: Vocals, Guitar
Tim Nordwind: Bass
Dan Konopka: Drums
Andy Ross: Guitar, Keyboards (*a Bosox fan)
Set list:
The House Wins
Television, Television
Don’t Ask Me
No Sign Of Life
Here It Goes Again
Good Idea At The Time
Neat Neat Neat by Damned Cover
Acoustic Set:
A Million Ways
What To Do
It’s A Disaster
Oh No
Invincible
Don't Bring Me Down by Electric Light Orchestra
Get Over It
Encore:
You’re So Damn Hot
Dow What You Want
A Million Ways (Dance!!!)
November 15, 2006
[Gig] Modest Mouse
Webster Hall
The two drum sets I did not see from Trail of Dead, unexpectedly popped up in front my eyes. Too bad I chose a spot that was clear for the eyes but muffled for the ears, what a waste!
The two drum sets I did not see from Trail of Dead, unexpectedly popped up in front my eyes. Too bad I chose a spot that was clear for the eyes but muffled for the ears, what a waste!
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