Bliss
Oh god, I’m fucking myself over so badly. I don’t care. Onwards certainly, upwards maybe.
I saw Brother’s Past + The New Deal last night at the Bowery Ballroom. It was incredible. I took pictures, and I just got them back. They came out badly. Dammit. Not enough white light, and a poor attention to detail by yours truly. Blame the music, just please don’t blame me.
Maybe I don’t know enough about the whole scene, but I’m going to try to describe how I felt during the show. The New Deal do an excellent job manipulating the crowd. It helps if you’ve heard the song beforehand. They’ll start with a basic pattern, just enough to get you dancing and keep you interested. They’ll play that a bit. The energy builds and you start wanting to hear that beautiful riff. You know it’s coming, the question is how long will you have to wait to feel it. And I think ‘feel’ is an accurate verb.
They build towards the riff, maybe even hint at it a bit. Maybe play a few notes from it, but not enough. You’re not there yet. Then back to fast, fast drumming. They’re going to break into that riff and reach the high of the song, but you don’t know quite when — The New Deal keep you guessing better than anyone I’ve heard. Then, finally:
Bliss.
I’m not trying to say it’s sexual or anything.
March 10th, 2007 at 8:42 am
February 22nd, 2008 at 3:41 pm
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