Posted Saturday, August 31, 2002 at 3:22 AM
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Words cannot describe tonight's show at the Blue Cats. Amazing energy. A set that can't be put into words (at least not by me, I'm too unfamiliar with a wealth of what they played to list it all, and I'd have it out of order. But Jamie faithfully recorded it, so whenever he gets to a computer I'm sure he'll set it all straight.
I showed up rather early, at 9:15. Contrary to popular belief, the doors were not yet opened, so I waited outside until they did, and I was the first person admitted. I waited around and moved from table to table as large groups started eyeing whatever table I was at, as if to suggest that their numbers justified making me move. And that was fair enough. I ended up sitting at a table with another loner who, I had a suspicion, was Tom Foolery. Eventually he started a conversation with me, and I was right. We waited around til the opening band came out, and that was an experience.
You'll have to forgive me, I don't remember their name. But their audience was literally 50-100 girls and the various guys that got dragged along. They sounded alot like Matchbox 20 and the girl were screaming and reaching for the band like you see in the footage of The Beatles performing. No joke. Highlights: The lead singer coming out to the edge of the precenium, kneeling down, and singing face to face with a select group of girls, ending his chorus kissing one of them. Later, the lead guitarist similarly went to the precenium to have all of the girls reach for him. At one point, an older man showed up with a vase full of roses, but I never saw where they ended up. It was surreal.
After their too-long set, jamiecarrol came down and joined Mr. Foolery and myself. Much of the crowd, here for the opening act, had left, but there was still a decent-sized small crowd. They played an amazing set, pulling out alot of old stuff, but like I said, I won't attempt to list it. The highlights of the set for me though were 33 1/3 (which was simply amazing live, and its clear that the song has come a long way since it was recorded with Mahaffey, just astounding energy) Action (which I've been dying to hear for awhile now) and Look Out Below, a song that I'm loving more and more each time. Despite the small crowd the band seemed to be at their peak, and it seemed to me that they were having fun with the songs, jamming a bit within their structures.
After Thursday, Matt said goodbye and started to take the stage apart. It was clear that the show was over, without encore, but the crowd (even smaller now) would not move. We stood and clapped and brought the band back onstage. They seemed at a loss for what to play, some requests were yelled, and the band jumped into this encore set:
The Design
Stagecoach
at which point Matt said "you get two more." Then we got:
Serious
Heard It Through the Grapevine (!)
Harold (!!! - as per jamie's personal request to Matt before the show)
Circus
All in all an amazing night. And also in attendance at the show, I was surprised to see a girl that was at last weekend's Attic show. She drove up from Chattanooga by herself, needing to see the band that had occupied her mind all week since the first night she had ever heard them. It was good to see that a new diehard fan had come out of the attic show.
One of the three greatest concerts of my life.
Will
I showed up rather early, at 9:15. Contrary to popular belief, the doors were not yet opened, so I waited outside until they did, and I was the first person admitted. I waited around and moved from table to table as large groups started eyeing whatever table I was at, as if to suggest that their numbers justified making me move. And that was fair enough. I ended up sitting at a table with another loner who, I had a suspicion, was Tom Foolery. Eventually he started a conversation with me, and I was right. We waited around til the opening band came out, and that was an experience.
You'll have to forgive me, I don't remember their name. But their audience was literally 50-100 girls and the various guys that got dragged along. They sounded alot like Matchbox 20 and the girl were screaming and reaching for the band like you see in the footage of The Beatles performing. No joke. Highlights: The lead singer coming out to the edge of the precenium, kneeling down, and singing face to face with a select group of girls, ending his chorus kissing one of them. Later, the lead guitarist similarly went to the precenium to have all of the girls reach for him. At one point, an older man showed up with a vase full of roses, but I never saw where they ended up. It was surreal.
After their too-long set, jamiecarrol came down and joined Mr. Foolery and myself. Much of the crowd, here for the opening act, had left, but there was still a decent-sized small crowd. They played an amazing set, pulling out alot of old stuff, but like I said, I won't attempt to list it. The highlights of the set for me though were 33 1/3 (which was simply amazing live, and its clear that the song has come a long way since it was recorded with Mahaffey, just astounding energy) Action (which I've been dying to hear for awhile now) and Look Out Below, a song that I'm loving more and more each time. Despite the small crowd the band seemed to be at their peak, and it seemed to me that they were having fun with the songs, jamming a bit within their structures.
After Thursday, Matt said goodbye and started to take the stage apart. It was clear that the show was over, without encore, but the crowd (even smaller now) would not move. We stood and clapped and brought the band back onstage. They seemed at a loss for what to play, some requests were yelled, and the band jumped into this encore set:
The Design
Stagecoach
at which point Matt said "you get two more." Then we got:
Serious
Heard It Through the Grapevine (!)
Harold (!!! - as per jamie's personal request to Matt before the show)
Circus
All in all an amazing night. And also in attendance at the show, I was surprised to see a girl that was at last weekend's Attic show. She drove up from Chattanooga by herself, needing to see the band that had occupied her mind all week since the first night she had ever heard them. It was good to see that a new diehard fan had come out of the attic show.
One of the three greatest concerts of my life.
Will
You may like grandma's yard gnomes, but I've seen Rock City. Remember it.



Quote from Keith on Sep. 1, 2002 at 3:00 AM