Nothing Brings People Together Like Gunpowder
An up-and-down weekend by all accounts, my four-day respite from work took the form of the explanatory conversation between Homer Simpson and the "Free Frogurt" shopkeeper.
"You can go see that six-hour GRAB/Phil & Friends show at PNC!"
"But it's gonna be real hot, and you're definitely gonna sweat like a black guy trying to swim."
"You can rest and recover all day tomorrow."
"But the air conditioner in your living room just broke."
"Remember the Bohemian Hall Beer Garden? You can get together with the guys and have another day like that for the Germany/Italy semi."
"But this place will be real fancypants and the French Ronaldo lookalike in front of you will be drinking pink fucking wine."
"Oh no, that's real bad."
Knowing my penchant for faux hippiedom and concerts featuring songs with 10 words or less, the highlight of my weekend was clearly the GRAB/Phil show at PNC Bank Arts Center on Saturday.
I'll spare youse any significant review of the day, because to me, there's only one way to look at this show: If you can't have fun with half of Phish, The Duo, some old Dead tunes, three sets and five-plus hours of music, then you're in need of a serious attitude adjustment. (And watch out with that other crowd you're running with, don't think I haven't noticed.) Fuck over-thinking these guys, just go and have fun. Jones Beach on Friday, do it.
An interesting side-note from the concert that warrants mentioning -- a company called Instant Live travels from show to show and records the very performance you're attending. Then it sells that show in a booth inside the venue shortly after the band ends its set. In other words, you can purchase the show right then and there and ride back to your place of residence listening to the last three hours of your life.
Here's what I think is one of my most apt analogies ever: What is the difference between this process and having sex with someone, only to jerk off to the memory of it 20 minutes later when you kick them out of bed? Same thing.
Slack Video of the Day: Here's a piece of one of GRAB's best vehicles, Goodbye Head, which gets cut off just as it was getting good. But it's definitely four solid minutes of music:
A few additional GRAB vids: Stuck in the Middle with You > Dragonfly from Hartford, a minute and a half of Who Are You from SPAC, part of the Plasma jam from PNC and a two-minute clip of Get Back from PNC (both from the lawn).
Slack Song of the Day: Big Red has been kind enough to release a soundboard of Mr. Completely from the PNC show we attended. It gets a little spacey in the middle, but overall this tune is largely indicative of the Northeastern Arse they kicked all over this weekend.