The new Croc felt downright cozy Thursday night – people sat and chatted at the tables scattered around the main floor between the stage and the bar or stood in small groups chatting with friends. With Via Tribunali now open, you can order pizza (my companion’s looked and smelled delicious) and enjoy while watching the show.
Speaking of the show… Local rockers H is for Hellgate opened the night and warmed the crowd, coaxing people from the tables to the stage. I’m fascinated by multi-instrumentalists and multi-bandists – Hellgate’s Jamie Henkensiefken (aka Jamie Hellgate) is a frighteningly good guitarist and powerful vocalist, and in The Redwood Plan, she’s a bass player with talent to rival Hellgate’s Ben Baier, who also plays in We Wrote The Book On Connectors and is arguably one of the most gifted and dedicated bassists in Seattle. Drummer Jon Jacobson rounds out H is for Hellgate’s sound. I’ll never tire of seeing them live.
There were Alligators at The Crocodile last night and they rocked! I was not prepared to enjoy them nearly as much as I did – the music was heavier than myspace led me to expect and their vocals were truly impressive.
So much ado has been made of The Croc’s sparkling restrooms that I had to snap a photo as proof that nearly a month into the reopening, they still shine as they did opening night.
Portugal. The Man is a wonderful force and an incredible live experience. They mixed new songs with established favorites and powered through a set that was over far too quickly for me. Originally from Wasilla, Alaska, I hear a northern-ness in their music, almost tribal at times, that draws me so strongly to our regional sound. I’ve not yet made the leap from live shows to listening to Portugal. The Man’s recordings, but last night might have pushed me over the edge.
Hmmm… with Indie Record Store Day taking place all over town today, I might have the perfect excuse to pick up a few CDs from their impressive catalog.
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Dr. Dog and the Cave Singers played the Crocodile on Tuesday night. Photographer Julie Harmsen got some extremely beautiful photos – I like that patchwork design in the background:
Death Cab For Cutie
The Open Door EP
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The Open Door EP
A welcome treat to tide fans over until their next full length album, The Open Door EP is a collection of songs that didn’t quite make the cut for the runaway success that was Narrow Stairs. Described by bassist Nick Harmer as “part of the Narrow Stairs experience”, the EP holds its ground and manages to avoid sounding like the kind of castoffs usually reserved for rereleases and bonus CDs.
The EP opens with ‘Little Bribes’, an account of seedy casino culture. Even an open door can harbour shadows: “Pretend every slot machine is a robot amputee waving hello, the people stare into their eyes, and they feed them little bribes”. Despite such subject matter, the melody is remarkably light and upbeat, demonstrating the slight lack of sync with Narrow Stairs.
‘My Mirror Speaks’ could well have been at home on Plans, the band’s 2005 release. The most layered track, frontman Ben Gibbard sings of “A tangled thread inside his head, with nothing on either end”. His trademark warbling is given depth by the steady percussion and looping guitar riffs that unfold.
The final track is a demo of ‘Talking Bird’ that features Gibbard with only his ukelele as accompaniment. An intimate melody, it’s hard to imagine Gibbard playing this to any more than a handful of people, but could frame a perfect moment in your life, given the chance.
The Bellingham boys have booked sell-out shows in both Bellingham and Redmond, making Spokane your last chance to see them in Washington for a while. For those of you not lucky enough to catch them this time around, I leave you with a studio recording of ‘Talking Bird’:
Death Cab For Cutie – Talking Bird (Live From Seattle)
The Open Door EP is out now on Atlantic records.
Sound on the Sound presents another great night this Saturday at the 75-year-old Blue Moon with A Gun That Shoots Knives, We Wrote The Book On Connectors and Portland’s Junkface. This one’s a no-brainer – two of my favorite bands (plus Junkface, who promise to be amazing) at one of my favorite venues. If last weekend’s show was any indication, this will be a night to remember. Get there early – you won’t want to miss a minute of the celebration.
A few of my favorite moments from past A Gun That Shoots Knives shows:
And (Hurray!) We Wrote The Book On Connectors:
“We’re White Lies, and this is Death,” that’s how singer/guitarist Harry McVeigh ended White Lies’ set last Tuesday at Neumos in Seattle. The stage was stark, black and white with bits of fog drifting in and out and I felt like this was a bit like what Ingmar Bergman would have done with a rock and roll stage set. There’s that moment in the Seventh Seal where Max von Sydow’s character encounters Death in the flesh – that’s what it reminded me of and I mean that as a high compliment. To end a show with the pounding and relentless horror of Death’s That’s why everything’s got to be love or death/Yes this fear’s got a hold of me is a significant farewell.
Harry McVeigh and Jack Brown – photo by Dagmar
It may seem strange to talk about how a show ended before I talk about how it began but keep in mind this is a band concerned with emotional catastrophe and pain. Angst. And I love every part of it. White Lies, comprised of McVeigh, Jack Brown (drums), and Charles Cave (bass/backup vocals), released their self-titled debut this year and it’s my favorite of the year. The band came out roaring with the contemplative and danceable Farewell to the Fairground and To Lose My Life. To Lose My Life, already a major hit in the UK is a Chameleons-esque beauty with an unfairly infectious lyric of Let’s grow old together/ and die at the same time. There is not a weak song in their live set or their CD – the alternating gentle and lusciously prominent bass, the strapping and elegant drumming, the rolling baritone, the swift guitar and provocative lyrics – it’s all here.
Charles Cave – photo by Dagmar
Jack Brown – photo by Dagmar
Unfinished Business was a highlight for me, it’s probably my favorite White Lies song. Its pace is so appealing and the lyrics so dramatic: You’ve got blood on your hands and I know it’s mine. I would type more but it would be the entire song. Just listen to it. Plus it’s got what I think must be a nod to Duran Duran’s A View to a Kill: A sight for sore eyes and with a view to kill. EST was also really amazing: I hope you remember me/ I hope you never pretend for me.
Each band member has a unique and intense presence that attracted my attention the entire show. You just need to see this band, trust me. Added bonus: these are all handsome guys. The live performance is different from the CD and that’s another bonus for me – White Lies is all that is glorious about music.
Harry McVeigh – photo by Dagmar
Check out more photos of the show in my gallery: Page 1 and Page 2.