Brightblack Morning Light ... WTF?

Can't open my mouth without getting my lips burned off. Sucks, I guess, to be less-than-cool. Still, I stand by my hamfistedly earnest blather. BBM's "real hippie" status is a non-issue, and a boring one besides.

No, I wasn't even directly addressing that to you, but it seemed like it was posted in a spirt of, "Can you believe what this guy said?" and I see "trying to discover ways to include interacting with wilderness in our daily routine," ande "Hey wilderness has a place in our human experiences" and I'm like, OK.

It's like if Califone were really really good or if Movietone were into Kissing Spell reissues instead of jazz. Sort of. I dunno. I think it's really good.

That being said I am looking forward to hearing this record based on the comparisons being made (Fender Rhodes + Spiritualized + Dr. John = me like), and I couldn't give less of a fuck about whether or not the lead guy is a dippy hippie or whatever.

??? don't hear that at all, good man.

faint praise...

Maybe I just really miss Movietone

i hear the movietone, just not the kissing spell.

but I guess I"m guilty of it. but who knew there was such interest for such bland band

i guess long hair gets people excited

I should hope.

"...it doesn’t take any money to interact with wilderness, all you need is food, so if we could incorporate, as a society, wilderness as a daily routine, the maybe it would help dissolve classism a little bit, because your pastimes wouldn’t be determined by how much money you have."

Standard-issue hippie lib-kid entitlement. Blissful lack of awareness of other people's often wildly different circumstances and views. "We could all be happy if we were all (unencumbered, young, white, middle-class, educated) people like me, and we all shared my ideas. We could all be happy if we all had access to the same freedoms I do."

and i'm not a shoegaze/Spiritualized/Dr John fan.

That would have gone down a treat at ArthurBall, I'm sure.

But yeah, about three-quarters of the way into the set, a backup singer came on (Mariee Sioux, maybe?) and Nabob's guitar amp started erupting in feedback. The sound was pretty shitty, but he stopped in the middle of the song and started futzing around. At some point he came over to Rabob's Rhodes and was trying to get her to stop playing (or something, he kept messing with her hands and she refused to stop). He then proceeded to run upstairs, looking for the sound booth. When he found it, he threw himself into the door a couple times, and, unsuccessful, started throwing shit at it (I think). (Meanwhile, Rabob and the rest of the band are all playing with embarrassed looks on their faces. The backup singer is standing there and not really doing anything). Security (and the sound guy) rush over to confront Nabob (this is all upstairs in the VIP lounge-y thing at the Troubadour). I don't really know what happened next but I was told that the guy who replaced D. Higgs on the bill (some guitar-y folk guy--Embrace? Entrance?) threw a bottle, either at security or at Nabob, and some hippie chick in a poncho was rushing back and forth. Rabob and the band played one more song (to heavy applause) and then got off stage pretty hastily.

The Troubadour has really shitty sound, but it was pretty inexcusable to storm off like a baby and throw shit at the the sound booth, especially for a guy like Nabob, who seemed like (in the 40 minutes I talked to him) a decent, if spacey, guy. But--more respect to the band's other 4 touring members, who played well despite the distraction. I have to say that I liked it a lot both with and without Nabob; as long as Nabob's not going to pull a diva act, they're worth seeing.