Sunday, December 14, 2008

Danielson / Cryptacize at the Grey Eagle - 11/23/2008

with Cryptacize
The Grey Eagle

I love Danielson so much, that when I realized they wouldn't be playing in the Triangle I drove four hours up to Asheville to make sure I didn't miss seeing the man live. And it was worth it, ten fold. Well, maybe not ten fold...I'm not sure I would have driven forty hours for the gig, but you get my drift. And stop taking me so literally.

Cryptacize, who are keyed into the Danielson/Sufjan family via their label Asthmatic Kitty, opened the show. I was vaguely aware that they were a Bay Area band even though I'd never seen nor heard them before, but it wasn't until seeing them live that I realized that Chris from Deerhoof and singer/songwriter Nedelle made up two thirds of the group. They were cute, sweet, and poppy, with just enough edge that they fit in perfectly as an opener for Danielson. I don't think comparing them to Deerhoof would be that far off base, though much mellower and lo-fi. I could also compare them to the vastly under-appreciated Young People, but I'm guessing not enough folks would know what that means. Either way, they were very good and I wish I'd been keyed into them when I lived back in the Bay Area.

Danielson. Danielson Famile. Brother Danielson. It doesn't matter what name Daniel Smith and his crew are playing under, I'm there and as happy a a pig in shit. This was the most rockin' that I've ever seen them, or at least since the first show I caught by accident many years ago. The last few times I've seen him have been on the folkier side, but this time it was a seven-piece band (including all the members of Cryptacize), all decked out in matching uniforms and John Fluevog custom "Danielson Famile" shoes.

They just recently released a two disc anthology/greatest hits/mix of songs spanning the first ten years of the band called "Trying Hartz", and because of that they spent nearly the entire show playing nothing but their best older songs. I was ecstatic... I got to hear "Good News for the Pus Pickers", "Rubbernecker", and a on of other classics, and as an added bonus they pulled out "Did I Step on Your Trumpet?" during the encore so at least the johnny-come-latelys had one song they could sing along with. This was the final night of their tour - the band couldn't have been any tighter, Daniel Smith was full of comical quips from the stage, and I had a smile on my face that was so wide it threatened to break my ears. It was a fantastic show, and well worth the drive up to Asheville. But next time, play the Triangle please (the area in North Carolina, not the instrument...though both would be fine now that I think about it).

(Photo not mine, found randomly online.)

The Rosebuds / Kimya Dawson at the Carolina Theatre - 11/7/2008

The Rosebuds
with Kimya Dawson
The Carolina Theatre

Sit-down rock shows are always a little you stand up? But then what about all the folks who remain seated and now can't see the stage? Do you sit nicely and applaud the effort of the band? Doesn't make for the best live rock atmosphere, does it? I don't have any answers, but all of these things pop in my head any time I see someone in an old theater like the Carolina Theater. The joint has ushers in monkey suits for chrissakes...

When we got there Kimya Dawson was midway through her set. Most of my knowledge on Dawson stems from the "Juno" soundtrack, filled with cutesy folk songs by her. And that was pretty much what her live set was as well...just one woman, her guitar, and a lot of goofy/cute songs that were pretty entertaining in a live setting but I'm not sure how well it would hold up on multiple listens. She was a very engaging performer though, especially the between song banter - apparently she has a tattoo on her arm that matches the name of the new AC/DC album that is/was only for sale at Wal-Mart, much to her disgust.

For The Rosebuds, this was pretty much the kick-off show for a cross country tour they would be embarking a couple of days later. As per usual, Ivan and Kelly had a different set of band mates helping them out - Matt McCaughan was there as their on-again, off-again drummer (but would not be on the coming tour with them), and poster artist extraordinaire Casey Burns was helping out on the bass.

The show was fine, as expected - lots of songs from their new record, "Life Like", which was fine by me because that release has really been getting a lot of airplay in my car and at home. "Nice Fox", "Border Guards" and "In the Backyard" are my three favorite songs from the new record and they all made the cut this fine evening, as well as a number of older tracks like "Bluebird", "Boxcar" and "Get Up Get Out". Kelly tried her best to get the crowd animated, inviting some of the kids in the front rows on stage to dance, but the tuxedos in charge shut down the dance party and most of the show was spent just sitting in puffy theater seats watching a great local band perform their songs live. So we just sat and watched, and let our ears do the dancing instead.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Superchunk / Ivan Howard / Billy Bragg / Megafaun / Bowerbirds on the UNC Campus - 11/1/2008

with Ivan Howard, Billy Bragg, Megafaun and Bowerbirds
UNC Campus

A daytime show!
A free daytime show!
A free daytime show featuring one of my favorite bands of all time, Superchunk, and a bunch of other great acts!

Yes, you could say I was fairly excited...this was an event that met all of my parameters for what makes quality entertainment, short of providing me a free chocolate milkshake (let's get on this's not like Ben and Jerry's don't sponsor crap all the time). This whole affair was put together to celebrate/draw attention to the final day of early voting for this historic election (spoiler alert: Obama won!).

When I got there, things were already in full swing, a wide variety of folks gathered on the plaza to hear a little music, maybe do a little voting, and enjoy the amazing weather. Bowerbirds were the first group I saw play, and I'm damn glad I got there early enough to make their performance. I'd only heard a few songs online of these Wisconsin transplants before the gig, so my expectations were low, but they were absolutely fantastic live and this mellow setting was just perfect for them. My first impression of Bowerbirds was a sound that was similar to Beirut crossed with beautiful melancholy folk music, and it was a mix that will definitely have me coming back for more shows by them. And soon hopefully.

Another new-to-me local group (also transplants from Wisconsin) were up next - Megafaun. They played beard music, which made sense given all three of the lads had quality beards, real top notch chin sweaters. Like most beard bands, there was a banjo involved, and god knows I love the banjo...the band picked and grinned and played their hobo folk music that sounds like modern adaptations of some Alan Lomax mountain music recordings. They even too their final song out into the crowd, away from the microphones, wandering around and about the kids and couples and college students who littered the plaza on that fine sunny day.

There was a late-minute addition to the days festivities, a deviation from the fine selection of local rock that had so far been entertaining the crowds. It was none other than Billy Bragg, who just happened to be in town for a gig in Durham later that evening. Not one to shy away from political matters, Bragg took the opportunity to split his time between playing a few songs and speaking to the crowd about the possibility of change facing our country. I knew what to expect with his music, but he was a surprisingly effective and engaging speaker, and often funny to boot.

Ivan Howard from the Rosebuds was next up, and following Billy Bragg is no easy task. As many times as I've seen the Rosebuds, and even his old band Reverse, this was my first time seeing Ivan perform solo. It mostly went as expected - somewhat mellower, acoustic versions of the Rosebuds songs we all know and love (and if you don't know and love them, you're doing something wrong). Nearly every song he played could be filed under my favorites, songs like "Boxcar" and "In The Backyard". And to make things better, for the last two songs ("Bluebird" and "Nice Fox"), he had fellow band mate Kelly Crisp, Megafaun and Bowerbirds come up and act as a backing chorus, and it sounded brilliant.

I missed the rare Superchunk show a couple of months back due to a trip to SF, and while an acoustic performance isn't quite the same as the the full band rocking out, it would have to do, and it did. This was just Mac and Jim - it was stated that Wurster was on tour with another group, and Laura didn't like to be around when the band got all sensitive. Like the rest of the groups it was a short set, but any 'Chunk show is sure to be packed with hits. This time was no different..."Cursed Mirror", "Throwing Things". "I Guess I Remember It Wrong" all spring to mind, but what really hit home was "Detroit Has A Skyline" one of my all-time favorite songs from one of my all-time favorite bands (if you do the math, that means I really like the damn song). I might have wet my pants, just a little bit, when they hit the first notes of this song. Even half of Superchunk, unplugged, is better than most bands could ever dream of being.

Things were still going strong when I left to attend to some other engagements, but I gotta say it doesn't get much better than seeing five music acts that you really like before you've even had lunch.

Jay Reatard at the Local 506 - 10/30/2008

Jay Reatard
Local 506

This review will be not unlike the show itself - short, sweet and to the point. I thought I was getting there early enough to see the openers Cola Freaks (I'd heard good things from the cool kids), but as I get to the front of the club Jay Reatard and his boys are already setting up...thumbs down to missing the first group, but a big thumbs up to what was clearly going to be an early show.

Any Jay Reatard show is going to be hit or miss, depending on his mood... apparently on this fine evening his mood was all business. This is mostly great, as I'm a big fan of the songs, but there is still that little piece of you that is kinda hoping for a drunken mess and/or a royal freak out and/or abusive audience members to piss him off and create havoc. But there was none of that, just the man himself playing mostly a bunch of tracks from his new singles compilation that was recently released, with a couple of old tracks peppered in here and there ("It's So Easy" from Blood Visions is the only one that immediately comes to my addled mind though). The whole affair couldn't have been more than 25 or 30 minutes long, if that, which doesn't add up to much value time-wise but when you break it down to a per-song basis, you're sitting pretty on your investment...if this were the stock market, which it isn't, and now I've confused myself yet again. There may be a pork barrels joke in here somewhere but I'm blanking right now. Anyways, as the kids say, it was a "good show."

Friday, October 24, 2008

Jonathan Richman at the Local 506 - 10/10/2008

Jonathan Richman
Local 506

I'm still trying to get used to not buying advance tickets for every show I go to. In San Francisco, if the performer had any acclaim at all, it would probably sell out. Outside of some small local bands, I wouldn't even bother going to a show if I didn't already have tickets lined up. But out here in NC, most of the time you can just show up, wait in line, and pay the cover right then and there.

It's generally not an issue, but for this show I found myself a bit worried...someone the stature of Jonathan Richman playing a small place like the 506? Did I need an advance ticket? Is he as popular out here as he is in California? Just to be safe, I got there early and stood around like a jackass staring at an empty stage until he began playing. I'm good at staring blankly out into space waiting for something to happen, I've been doing it my whole life.

There was no opening act, a rarity at most shows but a trend the old crotchety man inside of me wishes was more popular. But there was a drummer - Tommy Larkins, to be exact, probably best known as the drumming accompaniment to Jonathan in that spazz comedy “There's Something About Mary”. It's my understanding that Tommy plays with Jonathan from time to time, but in all of the shows I've seen him play it's just been the man and his guitar. Solo Richman is plenty fine, but the drums do add an extra layer of sound, some additional definition and textures to songs you're used to hearing a certain way. But more importantly, all that drumming gives Jonathana lot of extra time to sit his guitar down, dance, play a little cow bell, and generally enjoy himself in a grand fashion.

If you haven't guessed by now, I enjoyed the hell out of this gig. I've seen a lot of Jonathan over the years, and this might have been my favorite time. He may not have played all of my favorite songs (I was really hoping for “Ice Cream Man” and/or “Down In Bermuda”), there may have been a bunch if old, asshole fans screaming at the man like he was a performing monkey, and it might have been hot as shit because the air conditioning system was turned off since they play at such a low volume, but I had a smile on my face the whole time. The man is a real treasure, a joy to watch perform, and more of the kids playing music today should look towards him for inspiration on how to carry yourself on a stage. 

(Photo not mine, found randomly online.)

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Okkervil River / Crooked Fingers / Black Joe Lewis at The Soapbox - 10/3/2008

Okkervil River
with Crooked Fingers and Black Joe Lewis & the Honey Bears
The Soapbox

It being a Friday night and all, it seemed perfectly reasonable to drive over two hours to Wilmington for a rock concert. It helps when you got a good friend to visit and a free place to stay at his house. Brian has been one of my major partners-in-crime for going on 14 years now, nearly half my life, and a visit with him is just as entertaining as the live music itself.

We got over to the club early, and much to our surprise there was a line of folks waiting to get in...this rarely seems to happen anywhere in NC, much less Wilmington. After some dicking around on the pool and foosball tables, we staggered upstairs to see what the opening act, Black Joe Lewis & the Honey Bears, was all about. I generally don't expect much out of unknown openers, having been let down so many, many times in my life, but the rumor of a horn section had me intrigued. Turns out this band of Austin, TX kids were quite good - throwback blues/soul with a lot of pep and a nice three-piece horn section round out the sound. The whole crowd seemed to be digging it, understandably. You never know what might happen, but I could see these guys getting a little popularity if they manage to hook up with the right crowd (touring with someone like the Black Keys, for example).

As much as I love Okkervil River, I must be completely honest and say that Crooked Fingers were the performer of the night I was most excited about. Even though I haven't listened to their records a ton lately, any time you get to see Eric Bachmann perform live, you're going to have a good time.
As per usual with Crooked Fingers, the line-up of the band was different from the last time I saw them (and that time was different from the previous outing, and so on) - this outing found them to be a quartet, with Bachmann's finger-picked guitar backed up by drums, bass and violin.Despite having a new record coming out the following week, they tended to play a wide swath of older material - including two of my favorites, "Crowned in Chrome" and "New Drink for the Old Drunk" (would have been nice to hear "Carrboro Woman" or "Juliette" or really every song off of the first record, but no set list is perfect). Had they left it that, I would have left a very satisfied customer. But no! Thrown into the set, towards the end, no one expecting it...they busted out the Archers of Loaf classic "Web in Front". Had my bowls not been recently empty, there is no doubt I would have literally shat myself...and I wasn't alone - everyone in the immediate vicinity of me started freaking out like pre-teens at a Jonas Brothers concert. I've heard this song played live by Bachmann dozens and dozens of times, but the power it holds over me never wanes.

After the Crooked Fingers performance, I felt myself to be a bit sapped and not nearly as excited for Okkervil River as I would have otherwise been. I left the front of the stage area as the kids started packing in, cause I just didn't have the energy to push around with a bunch of teenagers and their illegally scammed beers sloshing all about.

But that's not to say they didn't put on a damn good show, cause they did. Even though I was standing in the back talking to my friends and dodging drunks, my ears were constantly being tugged to the front of the room every time they played one of my favorite tracks ("The Latest Toughs" being the highlight as always). Lots of songs from the last couple of records, and as always a few older hits ("Westfall", "Okkervil River Song") during the encore. There are few things I enjoy more than singing along with "Okkervil River Song", the track they always end their live shows with.

The whole affair finally wound down at 1:30 in the morning, just enough time to stagger down to the pizza place and load up slices of late night calories. It was a good night, a tasty night, a musically rad night.

Wilco / Bon Iver at Koka Booth - 8/8/2008

With Bon Iver

Koka Booth

In our quest to fully ingratiate ourselves into complete suburban yuppiedom, it was decided a trip to see Wilco at the local outdoor amphitheatre was required. Long gone are the days of getting to see Jeff Tweedy and company in small clubs, or even medium-sized ones, so if I want to enjoy their young, crisp dad-rock sound there was no way around submersing ourselves into a sea of pressed J. Crew khakis, boat shoes, and croakies.

To alleviate some of the fear, we bolstered our numbers with a crew of Wilmingtonians who drove up for the festivities. Although greatly outnumbered, if we "circled the wagons" as it were we would last much longer if the former frat boys decided to turn on us for not wearing the requisite puka shell necklaces. Joking aside, the only real threat posed by this gang of boobs was standing around talking about nonsense and distracting from the concert, but I guess that is true of any live event. After a few songs, you can mostly tune it out and focus on the band (though the low volume of this particular concert made it a hair tougher).

As for the show itself, it was what I expected: mixed bad from all of their albums, but definitely leaning heavily on their last couple of records. The downside was that they only played one song from their best record "Summerteeth" (A Shot in the Arm); luckily, they somewhat made up for this by hitting "Being There" a little more heavily than I would have expected, and a couple of tracks from the "Mermaid Avenue" sessions made it onto the set list as well. As for the new songs, my view on them performed live is about the same as my view on the last couple of albums - pretty good, a little too much wankery, not nearly up to the level of their first three albums. We get it Nels Cline, you're a fantastic guitarist - now let's shave about a half an hour's worth of wonky guitar solos out of the set list and throw a few classic songs in there in their place.

Everything sounded great though - I was very impressed with the sound of the Koka Booth Amphitheatre, though my expectations were set pretty low as most outdoor venues sound like warm ass. The wooded setting was very nice, and I'd go to more shows there if they'd be bothered to book more worthwhile gigs.

Certainly worth noting was local-lads-done-good Bon Iver as the openers - I made a point to get there early enough to see their entire set, and I wasn't disappointed. they hit pretty heavily from their debut album with a few extra tracks thrown in (a cover I didn't recognize and at least one new song). The harmonies were amazing, and definitely the highlight of their set...I'd give anything if more bands could sing that well. Musically, they remind me of a mixture of the Kingsbury Manx, The Radar Bros., and Jose Gonzalez...modern folk with tight harmonies and some sonic experimentation thrown in on occasion. I know they pretty much tour constantly, but a local gig in a decent sized venue is in order, and how.

(Photo not mine, found randomly online.)

Monday, October 13, 2008

Les Savy Fav at the Nasher Museum of Art - 7/12/208

Les Savy Fav
Nasher Museum of Art

I've been to a lot of shows, but without question this is the only performance I have ever attended where the lead singer of the band I was there to see tried to display my genitals on giant screen via a webcam camera.

It can get dreadfully hot here in the summer, so the prospect of an outdoor show can be an iffy affair...luckily, it was a decently cool evening, and the sweating only started as I took to dancing my ass off once Les Savy Fav started their show. This was only helped as the band started close to an hour late, marred with some manner of technical glitchery involving their giant display screens.

With the Fav, you never know exactly what is going to happen from one show to the next, and for this event it revolved around giant screens where webcam-type cameras would be displaying images. One of these cameras was taped to lead singer Tim Harrington's head, and the other to some random kid's shoulder who roamed the audience. Or at least, this is where the cameras started – it didn't take long for Tim to remove them and go nuts...some of these activities included:
  • tying a camera to a rope and swinging it above his head;
  • throwing a camera into the crowd;
  • shoving a camera down his pants;
  • using the camera to get a close up of his bellybutton for an extended period of time;
  • and, of course, trying to put it up the bottom of my shorts.
Goofiness aside, the band put on an amazing show as they always do, drawing heavily from their more recent release “Let's Stay Friends”. But it was a long set, and they played lots of older favorites like “Reprobate's Resume”, “Who Rocks the Party”, “Dishonest Don” “Blackouts” or “Adopduction” sadly, but enough goodness to quell my disappointment. They did close out their pre-encore set with a cover of the Superchunk classic “Precision Auto”, much to the delight of the whooping and hollering and singing-along crowd.

And even with all that rock, the shindig ended right around 10 PM so old fogies like myself could get home at a decent hour. Top-notch rock entertainment and an early bedtime, if that ain't a successful night out I don't know what is.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

King Khan & the Shrines at the Local 506 - 6/30/2008

King Khan & the Shrines
Local 506


I've been to a lot of shows, and I'm racking my brain but I think this might have been the first one that involved a cheerleader/dancer as one of the members.

It was a packed show, and I'm not referring to the crowd (though that was healthy in size) - counting King Khan and the pom-pom pal, there were ten band members piled onto the small Local 506 stage. Depending on where you were standing, there were some members you couldn't even see...for me, it was one of the horn blowers and the percussion dude in the back...really, god knows who else they had stuffed on that box.

I placed myself up at the very front so as to take my shitty photos, and soon thereafter most of the crowd crammed in around me. You'd think there was a contest being held on how uncomfortably close you can stand next to the people around you even though there was plenty of room to spread out; this game is sometimes called "drunk asshole", and there were a lot of contestants this night. Certainly more than I would have expected given the size of the crowd, proportionally speaking; and as per usual, it only takes a couple of these douchemongers to ruin the experience for everyone.

But enough bellyaching - I wasn't going to let a few bad apples ruin my good time, and luckily King Khan and his top notch Shrines but on suck a goddamn blistering performance that the asshole distractions were few and far between. This was a serious dance fest, the most danciest good time I've been to in ages. Nearly the entire crowd was moving and shaking and the King seemed to be feeding off of it. They played pretty much their entire newish "Greatest Hits" record, and probably a few others to boot...I was too busy shaking my tail feathers to care really.

Let's touch briefly on the Shrines - they were a regular United Colors of Benetton out there, hailing from France and Germany and possibly the US...and maybe Canada! Yes, that Canada! They were straight killing it from start to finish, so tight that you'd think you had been transported back 40 years to some manner of "Sock hop" or whatever it was the kids were into in those days.

It was a glorious time, so goddamn killer that all the coked-up asshole underage frat boy crowd dicks in the world couldn't have wiped the smile off my face after the show ended.

I actually took photos with my real camera...other than the pic up top, see the rest of the results over on the website.

Swervedriver / The Nein at the Cat's Cradle - 6/6/2008

with The Nein

Cat's Cradle
I've thought about this little write-up for a while, not really knowing what to say. Since I've moved back to North Carolina, I've made it out to exactly two shows, and both of them have been “reunion” affairs. I don't know if this says more about me getting old or that more bands are reuniting these days...probably both. It was also a reunion of sorts with some good friends, Brian and Ivan, friends who were influential into turning me onto this band some twelve years ago or so. Now we were three old men going to see the live performance of a band that broke up ten years ago.

You'd never have known it was ten years ago Swervedriver released their last record, based on the show I saw this fine evening. Maybe they never lost it, or maybe they just re-found it since the tour had started out west before it made it's way here; whatever the reason, they were as goddamn tight and powerful as the bulging ass muscle on a female bodybuilder. The crowd wasn't huge – the Cradle was about half-full – but those that were there were ecstatic at what they were witnessing. As far as the songs played, like always I'm terrible with track names but they hit across all their full-length releases fairly evenly; it should come as no surprise that the crowd was most animated anytime a song from “Mezcal Head” came up, and much to my personal delight a lot of my favorites from “99
th Dream” got the live treatment as well.

It was a fantastic show by one of my all-time favorite bands, and the smiles on both Brian and Ivan's faces when the gig let out told me I wasn't alone in these feelings. One can only hope the band decides to build on this tour, maybe write some new songs, put out a new record, go on another tour...hey, an old nostalgic man can dream.

Also worth noting were openers The Nein – they seemed awful familiar to me, reminding me a lot of another local group, The White Octave, that I was a big fan of before I moved away years ago. Turns out the two bands have a number of members in common, and by “a number” I mean somewhere between one (the minimum) and three (the maximum) and I'm too lazy to research the exact number. Either way, they have a similar sound to their parent band, a blend of Cursive and Fugazi and NC-style indie rock, a nice mixture as far as I'm concerned and certainly worth checking out if you've never seen them before.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Polvo at the Cat's Cradle - 5/10/2008

With Des_Ark & Noncanon
The Cat's Cradle


I'm a huge Polvo fan. HUGE. One of my favorite bands of all time...and when I found out they were reuniting, I nearly soiled myself. At first the only show mentioned was a reunion gig at the Explosions in the Sky curated ATP festival in England. And even though I'm broke as a joke and unemployed on top of it, I contemplated going into debt to fly over and see this show. It may have also led to divorce, but so be it.

But then they announced a few shows here in the states, including one in their hometown of Chapel Hill. I was moving back to the area and boy howdy was I excited. Of course the show sold out of tickets quickly - they are local heroes after all - and this just happened to coincide with my cross country drive, when my mind was more focused on national parks than live music. I was feeling pretty fucked about my lack of ticket, but luckily my old friend Craigslist came to the rescue and I managed to procure entrance for only 250% of the face value (that being 10 bucks). This show was easily worth 25 bucks though...shit, it was worth 200 bucks, which is how much the guy next to me at the show paid. Judging from his reaction to their set, he wasn't pining for that money back.

Without going into all the details, let's just say: the show fuckin' ruled. Other than not getting to hear every song I wanted to, the gig fully met all my expectations and then some. So much so that even though I was really far from the band I took a couple of photos anyways, just to commemorate the event.
The band was much tighter than I would have expected after coming off of a ten year hiatus. And much heavier than they once were. This may be a matter of maturation, of years passed, or because they added the drummer from Cherry Valence, Brian Quast, to the line-up. It kinda felt like all the classic Polvo tracks were being run through a Thin Lizzy filter, not that I was complaining. I've never been much to remember song names or track lists, but they did a good job of hitting a lot of the highlights on nearly all of their albums and EPs...some stand outs included "Fast Canoe", "Feather of Forgiveness", "My Kimono", "Bombs That Fall from Your Eyes" and most importantly, my favorite Polvo song of all time,"Tragic Carpet Ride".

As my first show back here in "god's country", I couldn't have been more pleased with the results. Word is Polvo have even been writing some new material, so who knows where this reformation goes...keep your fingers crossed for some new releases by the one of the best and most underrated bands of the last 25 years.

On a side note: both of the opening acts were pretty good. Noncanon had a very poppy indie rock sound brewing, a sound that is easily identifiable as the "Chapel Hill sound" that we all know and love. A couple of superb tracks in their set and the rest was decent...I'll definitely keep my eyes and ears open to catch them again. Des_Ark had their moments as well, but thinking back on it right now it's the drumming that really stands out, but I feel like the singer said it was their last show together? I may have misunderstood that, but either way, that drummer straight killed it live.