Dawes, The Egg, Albany, NY 8/19/16

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     For those of you that have not listened to the band Dawes, you don’t know what you are missing. This California Indie Folk band has a sound often compared to Neil Young and Jackson Brown, but to my ears, it’s a sound completely their own.

     The band, which began in its earliest form as the post-punk band Simon Dawes, reformulated their sound after the departure of guitarist an co-songwriter Blake Mills . The band changed their name to Dawes (The middle name of singer, song-writer and guitarist Taylor Goldsmith) and the sound they began to produce was less loud and more lovely. A true maturation that happened extraordinarily fast, considering the age and experience of the members of the band at the time.

     Fueled by the stunning, insightful and heartfelt lyrics of Taylor Goldsmith, one could easily attribute the success of the band to the songwriting alone. When Esquire magazine dubbed Goldsmith “The best young songwriter in America”, it would have been easy to dismiss the band as a backup to the lyrics. The reality is that this band is successful as a true sum of its parts, rather than one shining star, lyrically  or otherwise. The maturity and insight in Goldsmith’s lyrics are an enormous factor in this bands success, but gorgeous story-telling alone does not make a band. Goldsmith, along with brother Griffin Goldsmith on drums, Wylie Gelber on bass and Duane Betts on guitar, meld together to make a sound that matches its lyrics in beauty, grace and passion.

The band, who captured the attention of mega-stars such as Bob Dylan and Jackson Brown very early on in their career, is about to release their fifth studio album, “We’re All Gonna Die” on September 16. This highly anticipated album, a follow-up to last year’s widely praised release, “All Your Favorite Bands”, is chock full of guest appearances including Brittany Howard from the band Alabama Shakes and My Morning Jacket’s Jim James.

I was able to obtain a press pass to see the band for the first time at The Egg in Albany, NY. The venue was not quite sold out, but the fans that were present made up for that.This band quite obviously draws a devoted crowd, and there wasn’t a fan anywhere around me that didn’t seem to know the lyrics to just about all of  the songs being played. It was a joy to watch the pleasure in which so many of these fans took listening to the songs they loved.

The set list included When The Tequila Runs Out, from their upcoming release, but also included gems from each one of their studio albums and also stripped down and beautiful acoustic versions of How Far We’ve Come and Hey Lover, a Blake Mills cover. The band was engaging and interactive with the audience and had its  fans enjoying every second of the spirited and energetic show. They certainly lived up to their reputation as one of the best live bands on tour this summer.

Setlist:

  1. I Can Think About It Now
  2. Things Happen
  3. If I Wanted Someone
  4. Somewhere Along The Way
  5. That Western Skyline
  6. From A Window Seat
  7. Bear Witness
  8. Fire Away
  9. When The Tequila Runs Out
  10. Now That It’s Too Late, Maria
  11. How Far We’ve Come
  12. Hey Lover (Blake Mills Cover)
  13. Take Me Out Of The City
  14. From The Right Angle
  15. A Little Bit Of Everything
  16. When My Time Comes
  17. Most People
  18. All Your Favorite Bands

 

Anders Osborne at the Warehouse @FTC 8/18/16

Anders Osborne is a musician that spends extraordinary amounts of time on the road. One of the hardest working men in the industry, Osborne never seems to slow down. And for someone who is on tour so often, he never seems to tire or fail to give each performance his all.

I saw Anders and his band at the Warehouse at the Fairfield Theater Company on 8/18, which is a frequent stop for Osborne with and without his full band. This gem of a local venue attracts some of the best live music in the industry . It’s a must for anyone living in Fairfield County. Currently on the road to support his beautiful new release, “Flower Box”, this soulful singer, guitarist and songwriter from New Orleans did not disappoint.

Most of the bands I cover have very loyal followings. Anders Osborne fans are beyond loyal. I can only compare them to fans of Phish and The Dead (Osborne does play with Phil Lesh quite often). These people know their stuff. I spoke with dozens of fans that follow Anders all over the East coast. They know each other and even the band members. Osborne himself welcomes them with real affection and kindness. This is a man who really likes his fans and is not above hanging out with them. There is no sense of superiority with anyone in the band. It’s really refreshing to see.

I had never seen Osborne or his band live before. And while I enjoy listening to his large and varied repertoire quite often, this man has to be seen live to fully understand his talent. He simply glows in front of a live audience. Bassist Carl Dufrene and guitarist Eric McFadden are equally comfortable with the crowd. They are engaging with each other and the audience and they play their asses off. Dufrene, a longtime band member, and Osborne have an undeniable chemistry. What I found more interesting was the amazing dynamic between McFadden , an incredibly good lead guitarist in his own right, and Osborne. Take note, some of the territorial and competitive press members I had to come across at the show. If these guys can check their egos at the door and respect each other enough to let all of the music shine equally, we should all be able to. There was no such thing as hogging the spotlight, no matter whose name was on the bill as a headliner.

Osborne’s songs are dripping with southern blues, distortion pedals and fuzz boxes. His gritty voice is filled with a passion that you believe in. This man feels his beautifully crafted lyrics. And because of this, he pulls in the crowd in a way that is real and true. We know he means what he’s singing about. That lends itself to a concert experience far removed from the norm. The audience feels like they are part of the entire experience, not just passive spectators. The band played gorgeous tracks from his new album, but also delved into decades old beauties that his fans were hoping to hear. From bluesy and guitar riff laden classics  like On The Road To Charlie Parker, new beauties like Flower Box , to reggae inspired dance the night away kinds of jams such as Wind, it was a night of music and magic. Every time I looked around at the faces in the crowd I witnessed joy. And people dancing. And happiness that was real and true. Isn’t that what music is all about?

Anders will be playing the Blues, Views and BBQ Festival In Westport, CT on September 3. Tickets are available.

 

 

 

 

Dinosaur Jr., “Give A Glimpse Of What Yer Not” album review

 

imageDinosaur Jr. Is a band that I’ve listened to for thirty years. I was enamored with their music since I heard the first notes of their original release, “Dinosaur”when songs like Repulsion and Gargoyle, felt like I stumbled on the exact songs my soul had been looking for. Dramatic, yes, but for those of us that experience music in a visceral way, it’s the truth.

For long time fans, this band has always made a beautiful, messy, but totally coherent noise that just felt right.   J.’s droning vocals, heavy use of feedback and distortion and incredible loudness always felt slightly off without the rhythm section of Murph and Lou Barlow behind him. Together, the band was infinitely better  when all the original members were included. There was just something innately special about the trio and the sound they made as a unit.

The biggest Dinosaur Jr. fans were elated when the original lineup re-formed in 2005 and our excitement wasn’t for nothing. Over the next decade, the trio has made music equally as good, if not even better than what they made during their first years together. While the first Dinosaur Jr. albums were incredible, there was still something about them that hinted there was even more greatness to come . A maturity level and comfort with themselves and their sound that was just not at its full capacity yet.  Age and maturity become them. This is a feat that’s very hard to accomplish in an industry where bands and artists stop growing and stagnate, either living in the past or refusing to grow. On their newest release, “Give A Glimpse Of What Yer Not”, the band proves that stagnation will never be an option.

The album  includes some real heavy-hitters such as I Walk For Miles , that pack one hell of a punch.The joyful noise and hooks of  Tiny are so addictive that you find yourself singing them all day. Mascis still peppers his lyrics with the ever elusive “You” he so often writes about. Whoever this person is, real or imaginary, she certainly takes up a lot of time in his songs. I’ve spent the last thirty years piecing together some kind of story about this person. It makes it all the more enjoyable. Letting her go, finding her, knowing she’s out there, waiting for her, still needing her as a friend. If ever the time comes when she’s missing from a Dinosaur Jr. album, I’m certainly going to miss her. She appears on the album several times, but you really feel her during the beautiful and catchy demi-ballad  Part Of Me. “Come on and be a part of me. Come on and feel if it could be. Broken- hearted, come on I don’t need her to know, when we started, come on and try and let me go.”

A real gem on this album is one of the two Lou Barlow tracks. Upon first listening, the song “Love is…” struck me as so different that it almost didn’t fit with the rest of the album. With its  70’s inspired melody and folky simplicity, challenged by the  bite of Mascis’s guitar,  it’s a track that keeps pulling you back in again and again. And after the fourth or fifth play you realize the beauty of it isn’t just in its sound quality, but in the fact that its more evidence that this band continues to grow and expand beyond what’s expected without apology or compromise. This album is  the most grown up, polished and mature version of Dinosaur Jr. that we have ever seen. But this maturity doesn’t take away any of its greatness. In fact, the ease in which they make music and the clear understanding of how to play with and off each other as band mates has made their unmistakable sound even more real and true. It’s almost as if the band is saying “It’s perfectly okay if you don’t get us. If you can’t then we really wouldn’t want you to.” This sentiment was summed up perfectly by Henry Rollins, a huge fan of the band, who during a recent interview I had with him, answered my question about why the mainstream hasn’t gotten on the Dino Jr. bandwagon,  ” Screw the mainstream and their half-time Superbowl music. That’s cowpen music for box wine listeners. They’d never get anything like Dinosaur Jr.”  Exactly, Henry.

“Give a Glimpse Of What Yer Not” has everything you’d expect on a Dino Jr. album, with a little something extra. It’s an album that defies genre or definition in its total sound, but one that needs no explanation. Only understanding from those of us that get it. For those of us that are real Dinosaur Jr. fans, getting the gift of a new album that will go down in music history as one of its very best, even after all these years, is some sort of small little miracle. One I will continue to be thankful for.

5 stars.

 

X- Why I (finally) decided it was time to bid farewell to a favorite band.

I was first introduced to the band X in 1981, at the age of 13. A friend and musical mentor listened to them frequently and was a huge fan. As with most of his music suggestions, I loved what I heard. In fact, X quickly became one of my all time favorite bands and have remained so for the past 35 years.

X  has a sound that is a unique mixture of rockabilly, punk and even folk and country. They  remain one of the few bands in the world that always produced a  sound that was uniquely their own. From the poetic lyrics to the slightly off-kilter harmonies of singers John Doe and Exene Cervenka, I was drawn in at first listen and fully expected the band to remain in my top ten for the rest of my life.

X has been a part of my life for decades. My children know every song. My daughter attended her first concert when she joined me at an X show at the Irving Plaza just before she turned 16. This band meant something to me . That all changed after the tragedy at Sandy Hook.

I was unaware at the time, that Exene had a you-tube channel where she posted truther/conspiracy theorist rants that made her, quite frankly, sound like she had lost her mind. When a friend told me about  Sandy Hook conspiracy theorists  (A concept that literally turns my stomach), I did some research and found that Exene was among them.

To put this in perspective, I live about a mile and a half from Sandy Hook school. The families affected by this tragedy are a part of my community. I know some of them personally. I witnessed the devastation to a community and our entire country. For months after the tragedy, you could hear a pin drop while grocery shopping in town. People walked around in shock. The sadness was a living, breathing thing that I’m certain you have to experience to understand. Like others that lived or worked near other unspeakable tragedies we have experienced in this country over the past 2 decades, it’s so much more real when it happens right in your own back yard.

It was like a punch in the gut. This woman, an artist that I had admired and respected for most of my life, had turned into a human being that would accuse people in my very own community of being crisis actors. People that had suffered the greatest loss a person could imagine were being slandered by someone I’d admired and idolized. Delving deeper, her rants ranged from the typical conspiracy theorists views about the government attempting to take your rights away, to bat-shit crazy postings that made her appear racist, misogynistic, homophobic and truly scary. My mind was blown. Punk was about acceptance, right? I vividly recalled my own punk youth where, except for the greatly disdained racist skinheads, everyone accepted everyone else. But then I remembered something I’d tried to push back in my own mind for a  very long time. Something I liked to make myself believe had nothing to do with Cervenka’s own personal views (although rumors have always persisted about the racist nature of certain band members). And the lyrics to the song Los Angeles came back into my head. And they scared me.

“All her toys wore out in black and her boys had too
She started to hate every nigger and Jew
Every Mexican that gave her lotta shit
Every homosexual and the idle rich
She had to get out”.

I first became aware of Cervenka’s madness a few years ago and I stopped listening to the band. But after seeing John Doe and his band play a few X songs on tour recently, I started to listen again. I spent a month believing I was going to attend a show last night at the Irving Plaza. I even worked on getting a press pass. But yesterday morning, I was driving and decided to put X on. When Los Angeles came on, my mind was made up. I would not be going to the show and I’d be deleting the X songs from my playlists.

I’m fully aware that I certainly must listen to other songs that are, by nature, against my own moral code in one way or another. And I am certainly a huge believer in Freedom of Speech. But just as I witnessed Drive-By Trucker fans leave a show I was covering recently because the band had put up a “Black Lives Matter” poster (Really? Have you never listened to a DBT song?) it remains my choice whether or not I can support a band whose views (At least those of Cervenka) are so completely opposite of my own. And for me, the answer is no. John Doe is a different person and a different story. I will remain a fan and he remains a great musician in my eyes. He has also attempted to distance himself from the words of Cervenka.

Exene took her you-tube channel down after the shit hit the fan about it in 2014. She even issued a statement where she tried to make peace, but certainly never truly apologized. But morally, I can’t forget the things she said. Maybe Exene is truly mentally ill. If so, I genuinely feel sorry for her. But maybe this punk icon is really nothing more than a punk. There comes a time in your life when your own moral code makes you make some decisions based on what you believe is right and wrong. If I ever forget again, which I’m certain I won’t, all I will need to do is replay those lyrics in my head. Goodbye, X.

 

 

Johnny’s Records, Darien, CT.

Johnny’s Records was a place that changed my life. If not for owner John Konrad and his little shop on Tokeneke Road in Darien, CT , I have no doubt at all that my life would be very different today. Growing up in Fairfield County, Connecticut, we were pretty sheltered. Yes, we were a short 45 minute train ride away from Manhattan, but as young kids, we were ridiculously far removed the from culture, music, books and art that were so easy to find in the city. When Johnny’s opened in 1975, the area was a good 5 years away from even having a mall. Johnny’s became the only place for any music lover to go in the area.

I began to frequent Johnny’s in  1981 at the age of 13. I had discovered punk through a much older friend who lived in the city. He would play this music for me and I could not get enough of it. But where in the world would I find it in these upper middle class suburbs of NYC?  The first time I stepped through the doors of Johnny’s Records was like reaching Nirvana. It was instantly home. John Konrad, the owner of the store knew all of his customers by name. It didn’t matter if we were kids or adults, we were all treated with dignity and respect. John was quick to recommend new music and always remembered the music he had sold you the week before. If he didn’t have a record in stock, it would be ordered for you right away. And when no other store could track it down for you, he magically always could.

This tiny little record store opened its doors in October of 1975. Konrad has overcome some pretty rough times over the years. One such instance was when a group of town resident’s were determined to close down the shop because they were convinced it was a drug haven. ( In its earliest years, the store sold bongs and pipes, but certainly never drugs). This reputation was something it took John years to overcome.There was another very difficult time when revenue was really down and he was ready to close the doors of the store. As the world watched record stores come and go, gathering places for musicophiles, art lovers and those that appreciated an old school store where the owner knew you by name were disappearing. Napster and online shopping  were doing a number on the industry. Konrad had spent a few years allowing employees to take the reins while he went back to school and pursued other interests. Something, in retrospect, he knows was a huge mistake. As he prepared to say goodbye to the store he had put most of his entire adult life into, he realized that it was too much a part of him to allow that to happen. With tenacity, hard work and a love for what he does, Konrad was able persevere and ride the wave right into the vinyl record resurgence that the world has seen over that past 8 years or so. One day, seemingly out of nowhere, Konrad began to get calls and requests for vinyl. In two months time his vinyl inventory had tripled. And the demand for vinyl is increasing by the day.

Standing in this little shop, walls lined with artwork and posters, records stacked neatly in alphabetically ordered bins, what you notice first is the feel of the place. Konrad makes you feel as though you belong there. This becomes even more evident when other customers come walking through the doors. Konrad knows them all by name. Chats with them affably. Orders records that no-one else seems to be able to track down for them. It’s immediately clear that music, and this store, are his life. And that he really loves and excels at what he does.

Back in the 80’s Konrad was famous for driving around town in checkered Volkswagen Beetle, hand painted by himself and some friends. Everyone knew that car. It was a calling card. A come on down and see what you’re missing kind of advertisement that was, once again, uniquely Johnny’s Records. But the image fits. Comfort mixed with non conformity. Familiarity coupled with discovery. That’s what Johnny’s is about.

When people found out I was going to interview John for my blog, the stories came pouring in. There was the one from the guy that got caught trying to leave the store with a 12″ Misfits LP down his pants. When John caught him, he didn’t call his parents or the police. He just made him work it off at the store. And the one that felt like his home life was too turbulent and violent and spent as much time as he could in the store to avoid going home. While John never knew why, he welcomed him in the store for hours at a time, sensing he just needed to be left alone. Many people commented that Konrad was able to open their minds to music they would have never even considered listening to before.  Every single person that sent me a message had the same sentiment. Johnny’s Records was a one of a kind, life changing place. Countless people mentioned how they’d never be the people they are today had the store not existed. How often in life do we find places or people who mean so much to so many? Johnny’s is that kind of place.

When I first walked into the store for my interview, John was helping a Father and his little girl find a Beatles shirt that would fit her so they could go see a Paul McCartney concert later that evening. John observed that the little girl would always remember the time she and her Dad shared such an experience. When I was getting ready to leave the store and wrap up my interview , I watched John say hello to a Father and Son walking in. The son, who was about ten years old, made a beeline for the 45’s. Intrigued, I asked a few questions. It turns out that the son, Ethan Walmark , is on the autism spectrum and is somewhat of a musical savant. This incredible kid and his band have already opened for the likes of Lez Zeppelin, and have even played to a crowd of about 30,000 people at Jones beach. When I asked Ethan about the store and his favorite artists, he told me that Steve Winwood was probably his favorite and that he loved buying 45’s. As I chatted with his Dad about Ethan’s love of music, he told me that he asks to come to Johnny’s as often as he can. And how important buying this music was to him and his family. As they left the store it struck me, yet again, what this store and its owner have meant and continue to mean to people of all ages and all walks of life.

 

After 41 years, Konrad has seen children and even Grandchildren of his customers come through the doors. I hope to bring my own Grandchildren here one day. And to be able to share with them, like I have with my kids, what music means.

J. How long has the store been open?

JK: It will be 41 years in October.

J: What inspired you to open a record store?

JK: Well, I’ve been asked this question so many times. We are looking back an awfully long time and whatever I say will probably be made up! The more I’m asked this question, the less sure I am of the answer. I wish I could go back and ask myself “John, what were you thinking?” I guess I was just looking for something to do.

 

J:What is your favorite kind of music and when did you first start really listening to it?

JK:  I’m all over the place. I’ve always been all over the place. When I was about 5, my Dad had a friend in the industry and he was always bringing home bags full of 45’s. There was no specific genre. It was all types of music. And I’d sit there with my little victrola as happy as could be. So I was exposed to tons of different music from very early on.

J: Do you find that people coming into the store are looking for one specific genre, or are they more open to exploration?

JK:  A common thing I find when people come in here is that they’ve never really gotten past the music they were listening to in college. So I have guys coming in that are only about the 70’s. So I find them what they want, and suggest a band or 2 that are similar. But sometimes people only want what they want. Other times, they become more open.

J: In the late 70’s and early 80’s Darien produced musicians such as Clint Conley from Mission Of Burma and Moby. Stamford, the next town over, had the Anthrax Club, one of the best punk venues in the country. I know that these musicians were customers. Did any other musicians we know ever frequent the store?

JK: Yes. Clint would come in, and Moby  worked here as a teenager. The guys from Kiss would come in once in a while, or send their managers. Ronnie James Dio would come in when he was in Rainbow.

J: Did you ever get any pushback from residents of the town about the shop and those of use who were customers?
JK:  Yes, but not due to the people that shopped here. It was  more due to the fact that in the early days I sold bongs and pipes and rolling papers. So the store developed a reputation as a place that was selling dope. I would have kids come in here asking. I’d tell them “Are you crazy? Do you think I’d still be in business if I were doing that?” People in the community really believed this was a radical drug haven. That stigma was with me for years.Maybe 15-20 years in, it switched. People began to think of the store as an institution and they think differently of the place because of that. But, yes. People did want to shut me down for a long time.

J: There must have been times over the 41 years the store has been open that you questioned the sustainability of brick and mortar record stores. How did you work through that?

JK:  That’s a complicated question.Sometime in the early to mid nineties, I got tired of doing it. I’d been doing it for 15, 18 years or so. I started to go back to school and take classes, pursue some other interests. I more or less turned the store over to people I had working for me. In retrospect, that was a huge mistake in terms of the business, but something I just had to do at the time. The store was strong enough to carry it through for a few years. But then I began to notice a big drop in revenue. I watched things like Napster become big, and made the assumption that it was Napster and the Internet, not the fact that I wasn’t here , that were leading to the decrease in sales. When I came back in 2002 or 2003, things were bad enough that I was going to close. But I began to realize that I just loved the store too much. And that I’d been mistaken about why sales were down. Running a store is so much of a personality thing. You can train people, but you can’t train them to be you.To love the store and what it is as much as you do. There were a couple of years where I really had to scramble to bring the store back. But I was able to do it.

J: We are seeing such a resurgence in the popularity of vinyl. What do you attribute that to? And do you find that the people buying vinyl are more likely to be of a certain age group?

JK:  I think people like to collect. They are natural collectors. As far as age, since vinyl came back, the first people I saw coming in here looking for it were college kids and the hipper high school kids. Then it expanded to people in their 30’s 40’s and 50’s and then back down to kids in junior high and even elementary school.Every year at Christmas more people are getting turntables, and every year after the holidays I get a whole new group of people coming in to buy vinyl.

J: Do you think vinyl is here to stay?

JK:  I have a friend in the industry. Last year he sent me an article about how vinyl is over. Meanwhile, I’m selling more of it than ever. Last month he sent me another article saying the same thing. This is a guy that wasn’t even born when I opened the store. I think it’s going to last a while. Records are just so much more of a social thing. People gather to listen to them. I think the music industry was headed to a very anti-social place. People looking down at their phones and not sharing. With an album, Father’s will say to their sons “Let’s sit down and listen to the record I just bought.” Families and friends are doing the same thing. It’s much more of a social experience.

J: So many people have asked me to ask you about the checked VW bug you drove around in for so many years. Can you tell me about it?

JK:  Yes. There were actually two. They both eventually developed Flintstones syndrome where the bottoms rusted out. I was in the store after closing one night with some friends and we were drinking. One of them thought it would be a great idea to play checkers on the car. Then somebody else said “Why don’t we paint the hood of the car checkerboard?” It was really that dumb. I think the first one was light blue. We took it to one of those discounted paint places and had it painted white. Then we took masking tape and painted on every other check, The worst part was pulling the tape off without messing up the paint. So we actually developed a square that we could put on and use to touch up the paint. It was about a 3-4 day process to do it.

J: Everyone knew that car. Grandmothers, little kids. It was really great advertising. Do you feel it brought people into the store?

JK:  Oh yes. I’m flirting with the idea of doing it again. And the police certainly recognized it. I got pulled over so many times.I actually had to change it on the back of the registration to say “Black and white” because originally the color of the car didn’t match up with how it looked now. So I can remember getting pulled over and they wanted so much to bust me, but the colors matched up, so they’d throw the reigistration back at me and let me go on my way. (Laughing).

J: You must have the kids, and even Grandkids of some of your first customers coming in here. What’s that like?

JK:  It’s really fun. I’ve had people coming in here since they were little kids. Moby used to come in here as a little kid. He was in here all the time. So it’s really cool watching the kids that come in here grow up.

J: Moby worked here as a kid. Do you keep in touch with him?

JK:  He came back a bunch of years ago and did a talk in the area and he asked me to sell some stuff for him, maybe 10 years ago. He had that book out recently, and I heard he was doing a book signing a couple of months again Stamford.  And I heard he was on this street. But he didn’t come in. He’s sort of moved into a different realm.

J: Do you think you’ll always do this?

JK:  Yes. When I was flirting with the idea of closing, I got to the point where I thought “What would I ever do without this place? It is so much of a part of who I am.”

 

 

 

 

Dinosaur Jr., Rough Trade, Brooklyn, NY 8/5/16 (With Those Pretty Wrongs)

When I heard that Dinosaur Jr. would be playing at Rough Trade, NYC,  the independent record store and live music venue, I couldn’t really believe it. The last time I had seen the band it was in December during their sold out 7 night stint at the Bowery Ballroom. I’d been to Rough Trade before, and knew that the music venue portion of the store had a capacity of only 250. 250 people?  For a Dinosaur Jr. show?  That’s all I needed to hear. I knew I had to be there. When would I get another chance to see this band in such an intimate setting?

Adding to the excitement was the fact that Those Pretty Wrongs would be opening.  Jody Stephens, drummer for the seminal power pop legends, Big Star, and Luther Russell of The Freewheelers, have joined forces to make up this exceptionally talented duo.

We arrived pretty early for the show, but entertaining yourself at Rough Trade is a pretty easy task. The two-story record store is chock full of every kind of music you can dream of, and browsing the massive inventory is something that could quite easily keep any music lover entertained for hours. After purchasing Dinosaur Jr.’s just released album Give a Glimpse Of What Yer Not on vinyl, I witnessed  J. Mascis, Lou Barlow and Murph walk by the register and sit down at a table near-by. I had been unaware of the fact that the band would be doing a signing, but that’s the beauty of seeing a show at Rough Trade. It’s always an interactive experience and a chance to meet some of your favorite bands.

We got right up against the stage, with some very enthusiastic fans about 20 years younger than we were, but just as excited to see Dinosaur Jr. live . To me, it speaks volumes about a band when you can look around the audience and see it span generations.  Dinosaur Jr., with their unique and timeless sound, is a band that does this effortlessly. Because the venue is so small, I could have literally extended my arm all the way out and just about touched the drum kit. That should give readers an idea of just how tiny this venue is. I’d wondered if the size of the venue would mean fewer amps and less volume, but glancing up at what I saw up on stage, I knew the volume would be just as outrageously and wonderfully loud as ever. Anyone who has seen the band live understands that unless you want your ears ringing for a week or more after, earplugs are a must. I felt like the Mama Bear of the fans around me when I passed out extra ear plugs like they were candy.

The evening opened with Those Pretty Wrongs. Stephens and Russell played a gorgeous acoustic set, which spanned the entirety of their new release. It was quite a different experience watching Stephens take over the job of lead vocals for the first time in his career, backed by only Russell on acoustic guitar. While there were traces of Big Star in the sound, this duo has managed to come up with a sound that is both unique and familiar at the same time. A lovely soft place in a world full of noise.

We thoroughly enjoyed the set, Stephens vocals in particular, but it was time for peace to segue into the excruciatingly loud, joyful and invigorating volume of a Dinosaur Jr. show. The sound is part of the experience. And although volume levels are notorioulsy some of the loudest in the industry, the melody, energy, and uniquely personal sound blend together to make magic.

The band began the set with The Lung,  from their 1987 album “You’re Living All Over Me” and was followed with  Goin’ Down from the just released “Give A Glimpse Of What Yer Not”.  The band ripped through their setlist with  J.’s notorious drawl and blazing guitar riffs and Murph and Barlow’s earth shaking rhythm section. I rank Barlow up there with the best alternative bass players around, for sheer force, aggression and play-your-heart-out attitude alone. While all Dinosaur Jr. fans love watching  J. shred his guitar, watching Barlow play bass is something everyone should see at least once.

With the volume so loud that fans were literally shaking, the greatness of the songs and the guys up there playing them, as well as the crowd knowing, as we always do at a Dinosaur Jr. show, that we were witnessing something special, the joy in the room was a palpable thing. Dinosaur Jr. fans know that we are on to something special and many of us have been for 30 years.To be at a Dinosaur Jr. show is akin to being part of a secret group of music fans that just get it. And while the rest of mainstream America is paying hundreds if not thousands of dollars to  see Beyonce, Adele or  Coldplay  in  arenas where they’re lucky to catch a glipse of the performer on the megascreen, we are a group of music lovers, standing together at a venue that holds only 250 people, happily and joyfully watching what real music is supposed to be. It doesn’t get any better than that

  • SETLIST:
  • The Lung
  • Goin’ Down
  • Love is…
  • Pieces
  • Tiny
  • Feel The Pain
  • In A Jar
  • I Walk For Miles
  • Start Choppin’
  • Freak Scene
  • Gargoyle

Encores:

  • The Wagon
  • Out There