Actually, I’ve been listening to this show in the car for the past three days now (approximately 7 times) but I’m only getting around to writing about it this morning after the drive into work. The show in question is a performance by Luna at the Bowery Ballroom in New York City (February 28th, 2005).
I read somewhere that Luna is performing a concert at the Danforth Music Hall in Toronto, Ontario this coming October and I’d give my left testicle to go (I still might). Luna has always been one of the bands I regret having not had a chance to see live yet, so this concert announcement had me digging up some old bootlegs I have to build some motivation to make the commitment and actually purchase tickets (it’s on a Tuesday night, which, is a totally inconvenient time to be driving in and out of Toronto being as it’s a school night n’ all).
I originally choose this show as it has a lot of the classics from albums in my CD colllection like ‘Chinatown‘, ‘Tiger Lily Girl‘, ‘California (All the Way)‘, ‘Going Home‘, ‘Pup Tent‘, and ‘Sideshow by the Seashore‘ and these primarily take up the first half of the set. It’s not until towards the end of the set, however, and well into the encore that the band really begin to shine. The show closer ‘Black Postcards‘ (which is also the title of Dean Wareham‘s book that recounts his experiences in music and otherwise, from high school in New York City in the 1970s through his years in Galaxie 500 and Luna and his divorce; released on Penguin Press in 2008), is one of those slow-burning tunes that takes a while to simmer and build into this total amazing crescendo of total and complete awesomeness.
From there, it’s a quirky and enjoyable cover of Harry Nilson’s ‘Everybody’s Talkin‘ from the 1969 ‘Midnight Cowboy‘ soundtrack, before moving onto bigger and more impressive game like ‘Fuzzy Wuzzy‘, ‘Indian Summer‘ and ‘23 Minutes in Brussels‘, all of which totally smoke and had me air drumming on the steering-wheel like a man possessed. Shit, even HRH herself said “this is really awesome!” at one point during the climax of ‘Indian Summer‘ and, hey, if it captures the attention of a 10-year-old girl, there definitely must be something to it. I prefer to just simply refer to it as “some good shit”.
So, yes, this concert is now definitely on my Fall commitments “To Do” list for sure as I’d happily perform the surgery on my Charlie Brown’s myself for the chance to see any of these songs performed live.