Harrison Hudson: I liked these guys. Those who actually did the required reading referenced above will see that Harrison Hudson has ties to Manchester Orchestra from way back. HH looked more like an accountant than a rocker, but they sounded great. Drummer was extremely enjoyable to watch as well. I've said it before, I'll say it again....there is really nothing more entertaining and enjoyable than focusing on a drummer going to it. There was nothing especially attractive about this guy until he started pounding on his drums...and then I was mesmerized by him.
An Horse: By the time An Horse hit the stage I was cranky. It was already 10pm-ish and I was getting a little antsy to see the band I was there to see. Get ON with it already. They were good - consisted of an androgynous looking girl who sang and played guitar and a drummer. Again, good sound, but enough already, bring on M.O. and I was willing to accept no substitutes at this point! It was Monday night and I was tired and it was very closely approaching "pastmybedtime" on a night I had to "havemyass@mydeskat9AMthenextday" situation. I was seriously fading...(not very rock and roll of me, but cut me some slack. I'm a single Mom who works in banking to pay the bills...Rocker chick is my side job/alter ego. When I win the lottery, I can do this full time....kay?!).
Enter Manchester Orchestra:
They played a wide selection from their older, and their newly released album and the flow of the show was fantastic. Andy would whip the crowd up into a frenzy with a hard pumping tune like "Shake it Out", and keep THAT momentum going through the entire set. These were fans...they knew every tune and belted it out along with the band.
|Andy "speaking" to an audience member....|
Stand out moments of the musical variety (my oh-so-favorite kind!):
In closing (yes, finally...is anyone even still reading?), I do need to say this.....I had a conversation with a fellow music lover about Manchester Orchestra where he admitted that they were very cool in my various attempts to get him on board with them, but that they just didn't "viscerally kick him in the ass". I get his point - in order to love a band the way "I" love Manchester Orchestra, you need to feel that connection to them, where they reach you on an emotional, or "feel it in your guts" way. As a music fan who "listens to feel" as opposed to "listens to hear", I get it.... They just hadn't reached him. (Yet. I shall keep trying!). Love of music is not something you can quantify... it's a lyric that grabs your attention and means something to you, or a melody that sticks with you and draws you in as it flows through your brain. Or an emotional punch of a piece of a song that you can personally connect with that opens you up to them. It's not something you can achieve by watching a few YouTube videos or listening to a couple clips of songs usually. You need to give in to a baptism, and it will either happen or it won't. However..... Had he been at this show, he'd have walked out a convert, no question. His ass would have been viscerally kicked black and blue, and he'd be feeling the reverberation of it for a good long while. There is no way you could walk out of this show and NOT leave having been affected on some deeper level. God I love the live band experience!