Archive - Apr 30, 2010

You ever come across a record that is perfectly suited to your current situation at EXACTLY the right moment in time to maximize its emotional and intellectual impact? If you’re a loyal BoT reader, there’s a good chance that music is so ingrained into your identity that it’s a commonplace occurrence. It’s been a while since something has hit me as hard as Local Natives debut album, Gorilla Manor. Recent events have put me in a place where I’m musically vulnerable, I guess; I’ll avoid wiping my tears on the unknown shoulders of the stranger that’s reading this, and will instead just say “Sun Hands”… check it out. Two other factors combined to make this past Saturday’s show at Mango’s a perfect storm for a peak live music experience: I was coming off the longest period of live music abstinence that I’ve had in at least 2 years, and I was attending the show with a few of my favorite people in Houston – who I’ll be seeing a hell of lot more of from here on out. Onto the show, including video and pictures after the jump.

The best way to start off a rainy Friday is with some melancholy Neil Young. You can move onto happier music as a weekend of social interaction approaches, or get stuck in a depressive rut and spend the weekend watching crappy movies on TV and touching yourself – totally up to you. If you’re one of the lucky ones who punctually scored tickets to the greatest Canadian’s solo acoustic show at Jones Hall on June 4th, then you certainly have nothing to be depressed about. If you’re like me and didn’t get them on time, don’t give up hope yet. You can still pay exorbitant scalper prices (cheapest are $230 right now) on Stubhub… ugh, looks like I’m going the depressive route. This one’s off Harvest, but you already knew that.