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Went out to see Low last week with my favorite guitar man. It had been a crappy week and I wasn't feeling much like being in public & was worried about bringing guitar man down because he's not fond of being in public either...but LOW. You can't blow off LOW.
So we went, and of course guitar man cheered my ass up because he's so silly and sweet. Or maybe it was the rum and coke...
Or maybe it was the guitar man from Austin, Minnesota on stage hunched over and playing into a box of mics. He explained the invention that aided the muffled quality of his sound by saying he once stuffed a box full of mittens to attain the perfect effect. Some smart ass in the crowd yelled out into the 90 degree air "What are mittens?"
Anyway, he was delightful, and the surprise of seeing a delightful opening act made me squeeze my guitar man's hand in glee and whisper "I LOVE HIM" probably louder than I intended. Just flat out laid back blues slide guitar and grumbled mumbled muffled (mittened) vocals. I love him and I love the irony that his logo appears to be a bear driving a car with a trailer carrying a dead bird attached, since my guitar man is always a bear to me, and our love is like birds.
I have heard that Low often plays to crowds that sit, cross-legged, on the floor. Seemed appropriate to lean and close my eyes through their entire set. I wanted a pillow, but I settled for an arm and even though I was accused of snoring I was wide awake and wide open to the shimmering rhapsody of Low.
For those of you who haven't heard Low...think of the slowest thing you could possibly imagine, then slow it down a notch. My guitar man pointed out to me that it's actually REALLY difficult to play as slow as low. I hadn't thought about it, because I am not a musician and even if I was I would probably play slowly in a bad and untalented way...but with that idea in mind, I have gone back and listened to Low and kind of marveled at the slow and steady and PERFECT rhythm that they keep. That, and the harmonies that made songs about dead people and graves and one-eyed three-legged dogs seem like spiritual hymns. Uplifting.
Was it an understated show? Yes. Was it a quiet show? Indeed. Was it fun? I don't know if fun is the word I would use to describe Low and Charlie Parr. But it was a good way to let go of the tension of the week, and it brought me halfway to recovery, the other half way of which came over pancakes and silly banter with the guitar man, who, as always, was a wonderful companion for another treasured adventure.
Now...if we could only get the guitar man on stage so he could blow people away...but then whose hand would I squeeze and into whose ear would I squeal enthusiastic praise? Meh. I can dream.
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Low play a great cover of "Transmission" on the MEANS TO AN END Joy Division tribute album. if you haven't heard it i recommend it.
wow, Low, JD, "The Innocents".....is someone entering into their Winter mood a little early? [I am commiserating here, it's nice to know i'm not the only one]
Summer IS winter here. My summer mood is just slopping into autumn because it's still too freaking hot and humid.
I have heard the Transmission cover. It was nice, but I'm wary of that album after hearing the Killers' butchering of...what song did they butcher again? I think I gave myself a lobotomy to forget it!
no killers on MEANS TO AN END. it came out long before they existed.