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A big let down at Primevera was not getting to see Spiritualized's acoustic mainline set. I gave up standing in a snaking queue of chin-stroking continental poseurs after about a half an hour. I'd say my temple veins bulged in comical rage by the third time I heard a generic bunch of sour Spaniards in designer spex asking what they were actually queuing to see. So I missed it and trundled off with popeye steam coming out of my ears to see Beirut (who I don't really like). And according to my spaced out spaceman buddy Jiffy, I missed something wondrous and intimate. A mini-orchestra and the band playing softer, reworked material from Pierce's entire career, while thousands of stars gently fell against a curtain behind them. Ack!!! Well I'm not missing that again for the world, and its happening in Laois next week. Its admirable how nothing is sacred to Jason Pierce. He treats his entire back catalogue as a malleable work in progress to be continually remixed and reinterpreted in novel ways. Its a mark of his genius. And because of it I have high hopes the gig is going be an intriguing counterpoint to the last time I saw them live. In a sweaty Dance tent in Oxegen at about 5 in the afternoon they performed in a walloping wall of oscillating, strobing and stretched out guitar and synth drones from the dawn of noise itself. It was one of the most incredible gigs I've seen. Pierce stood still as you like at the side of the stage. There was no emphasis on him, all focus was on the exhilarating sound that filled the tent and blew the minds of the few remaining dance-monkeys who weren't scared off by the guitars. You could see new vistas opening up in their big oily pupils. I'd say a few spiritualized records got shoplifted in Cork the week after.
I'm putting up 'the slide song' along with a silent prayer that they play it. Donal Dineen used to always play this back when Today FM was Radio Ireland and I used to tape shtuff off the radio. He'd spin this and a magical old B Side by Embrace called 'now you're nobody' and I'd be lulled to sleep by the duvet like qualities of both songs. Magic.
The man himself. Fuckin Genius that he is.
yeah they were because they were asking us and canadians. I've gone off Beirut in a big way, after rubbish live shows and over-exposure the album doesn't seem great anymore. Whats with the snide comments? Why not comment when I put up your music? Sap!
I agree on Beirut now. The album is tainted for me after that horrendous gig in Tripod with interpretive dancing man. Ill never be able to listen to postcards from Italy without seeing his wriggly wafer body slithering around an imaginary Balkan wonderland with sweating oozing from his bald patch. bleurgh.
A big let down at Primevera was not getting to see Spiritualized's acoustic mainline set. I gave up standing in a snaking queue of chin-stroking continental poseurs after about a half an hour. I'd say my temple veins bulged in comical rage by the third time I heard a generic bunch of sour Spaniards in designer spex asking what they were actually queuing to see. So I missed it and trundled off with popeye steam coming out of my ears to see Beirut (who I don't really like). And according to my spaced out spaceman buddy Jiffy, I missed something wondrous and intimate. A mini-orchestra and the band playing softer, reworked material from Pierce's entire career, while thousands of stars gently fell against a curtain behind them. Ack!!! Well I'm not missing that again for the world, and its happening in Laois next week. Its admirable how nothing is sacred to Jason Pierce. He treats his entire back catalogue as a malleable work in progress to be continually remixed and reinterpreted in novel ways. Its a mark of his genius. And because of it I have high hopes the gig is going be an intriguing counterpoint to the last time I saw them live. In a sweaty Dance tent in Oxegen at about 5 in the afternoon they performed in a walloping wall of oscillating, strobing and stretched out guitar and synth drones from the dawn of noise itself. It was one of the most incredible gigs I've seen. Pierce stood still as you like at the side of the stage. There was no emphasis on him, all focus was on the exhilarating sound that filled the tent and blew the minds of the few remaining dance-monkeys who weren't scared off by the guitars. You could see new vistas opening up in their big oily pupils. I'd say a few spiritualized records got shoplifted in Cork the week after.
I'm putting up 'the slide song' along with a silent prayer that they play it. Donal Dineen used to always play this back when Today FM was Radio Ireland and I used to tape shtuff off the radio. He'd spin this and a magical old B Side by Embrace called 'now you're nobody' and I'd be lulled to sleep by the duvet like qualities of both songs. Magic.
The man himself. Fuckin Genius that he is.
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So you don't like Beirut now? And the Spaniards were speaking English?
yeah they were because they were asking us and canadians. I've gone off Beirut in a big way, after rubbish live shows and over-exposure the album doesn't seem great anymore. Whats with the snide comments? Why not comment when I put up your music? Sap!
ah sure i was only messing
I agree on Beirut now. The album is tainted for me after that horrendous gig in Tripod with interpretive dancing man. Ill never be able to listen to postcards from Italy without seeing his wriggly wafer body slithering around an imaginary Balkan wonderland with sweating oozing from his bald patch.
bleurgh.
i never thought i'd see the day you'd write about embrace bsides!!!
nev
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