something better than nothing
Oh, that's right, I was going to tell you about the Jack White White Stripes show...hmm. Well I'm not really now much in the recounting mood, so I'll stick to the short of it.
Trip down to Berkeley with Michelle was good despite a bad start with traffic. We got to the Greek Theatre at 8pm exactly and got to catch some of the Greenhornes' set as we grabbed some food and found a place to stand. From what I heard, the Greenhornes were less rocking than I'd expected - much less rocking than on their new EP. In fact they sounded pretty darn mellow for a White Stripes-endorsed band. Then again, they were produced by Brendan Benson, who of course, has opened for the White Stripes and so there you go I guess.
As for the band of the hour - meh, I found them kind of boring. It's the second time I've seen Jack & Meg in action and I walked away feeling just as ambivalent as I did the first go around.
At that initial show (at the Fillmore), the duo came off as way too blues-jammy for my tastes. This time out there was much less noodling but the sound was, unfortunately, enormously diluted in the Greek Theatre environment. Michelle & I agreed that their music was better suited to an indoor venue where the notes could be contained and would thus bounce off the walls and create thick layers of sound. Instead, most of the set sounded very flat and thin. It didn't help that, frankly, Meg & Jack both seem to have the personalities of turnips. I mean, yes, Meg's got those killer boobs. (They looked big - and shut up about acting like you're not interested. because I know you are.) And her ass, I guess, is also quite hot according to the guy who was standing next to me: "Meg White's ass is a fire hazard." (To which his friend replied: "Yeah, if she lost 30 pounds she'd be ..." The rest of his comment was lost in the wind, but I think we get the idea).
Of the entire 2-hour set, the encore was best. Jack suddenly exhibited some personality - bitching out a radio station-logoed ball that got in his way - and he and Meg both seemed to kick it up a bit, giving the music some much needed energy that finally transcended the chilly Bay Area night. I did think that their renditions of "Jolene" and "I'm Lonely (But I Ain't That Lonely Yet)" were quite lovely. And they rocked "Blue Orchid" pretty goddamned hard, which is definitely a good way to open a set.
Overall the night was fun, the company good and who doesn't want to go out and have a drunk-ass sorority girl try to elbow you out of the way and then screech Bitch, I'll fuck you up.
Good times!
Trip down to Berkeley with Michelle was good despite a bad start with traffic. We got to the Greek Theatre at 8pm exactly and got to catch some of the Greenhornes' set as we grabbed some food and found a place to stand. From what I heard, the Greenhornes were less rocking than I'd expected - much less rocking than on their new EP. In fact they sounded pretty darn mellow for a White Stripes-endorsed band. Then again, they were produced by Brendan Benson, who of course, has opened for the White Stripes and so there you go I guess.
As for the band of the hour - meh, I found them kind of boring. It's the second time I've seen Jack & Meg in action and I walked away feeling just as ambivalent as I did the first go around.
At that initial show (at the Fillmore), the duo came off as way too blues-jammy for my tastes. This time out there was much less noodling but the sound was, unfortunately, enormously diluted in the Greek Theatre environment. Michelle & I agreed that their music was better suited to an indoor venue where the notes could be contained and would thus bounce off the walls and create thick layers of sound. Instead, most of the set sounded very flat and thin. It didn't help that, frankly, Meg & Jack both seem to have the personalities of turnips. I mean, yes, Meg's got those killer boobs. (They looked big - and shut up about acting like you're not interested. because I know you are.) And her ass, I guess, is also quite hot according to the guy who was standing next to me: "Meg White's ass is a fire hazard." (To which his friend replied: "Yeah, if she lost 30 pounds she'd be ..." The rest of his comment was lost in the wind, but I think we get the idea).
Of the entire 2-hour set, the encore was best. Jack suddenly exhibited some personality - bitching out a radio station-logoed ball that got in his way - and he and Meg both seemed to kick it up a bit, giving the music some much needed energy that finally transcended the chilly Bay Area night. I did think that their renditions of "Jolene" and "I'm Lonely (But I Ain't That Lonely Yet)" were quite lovely. And they rocked "Blue Orchid" pretty goddamned hard, which is definitely a good way to open a set.
Overall the night was fun, the company good and who doesn't want to go out and have a drunk-ass sorority girl try to elbow you out of the way and then screech Bitch, I'll fuck you up.
Good times!
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