Blessed with another fake friday, life can’t get any better. Oh wait, it can, BECAUSE FRANZ AND I LEAVE FOR OUR EPIC ROAD TRIP TOMORROW MORNING. We’re filming it so expect a ridiculous montage of all the best moments, coming soon to Facebook. Franz was already pre-packing yesterday because he tends to be an over-obsessive packer, and I mean this in the most loving way, whereas I was busy getting my mind blown over at The Orpheum by Jim James.
My Morning Jacket. I am actually speechless, there is no way to describe what I saw or how it made me feel. I’m not even a huge fan of My Morning Jacket. Meaning I have maybe 5 songs of theirs in my iTunes. I of course love and appreciate what they do, but I’ve never picked up an album. Jeremy introduced them to me back in 2005 when he had an extra ticket and I went to the show with him. I literally had no clue who they were, and somewhere around the third song I turned around to him in the crowd with this bewildered expression, trying to comprehend what I was watching. They are that amazing live. They bring something that is indescribable to their love show. An energy, a joy, a level of excitement, a pulse that hits every part in your body, a whimsical cloud of musical bliss that you hope to never escape from. So way back 3 months ago when Matt, Jeremy and myself were all hanging out and saw they were coming back to Vancouver, we did not hesitate to buy tickets. So last night, after a quick check of the boys’s crotch area to make sure the stuffed down mickeys of whiskey weren’t showing, we skipped into the Orpheum ready for another musical awakening. The show started quite promptly and the band was in top form. The crowd, not so much. It was a slow start but eventually the genius of Jim James’s performance (the guy fucking did an impromptu extremely well-timed knee slide across the stage) got the crowd riled up. We were disappointed to see the show was only half sold out. Get your shit together Vancouver, this is the real deal right here. Go appreciate it. We turned instantly giddy when uber talented guitarist Carl Broemel started letting out Judas Priest metal screams. It was nuts. I’m not going to try and recap this show, I honestly can’t. But I will make two points to try and explain why My Morning Jacket rates in my top shows of all time despite barely knowing their song catalogue.
1- Because they can take me to a place that rarely any other bands have taken me. In my last blog I complained a little about The Black Key’s lack of enthusiasm during some of their set. My Morning Jacket was the opposite. Even if the crowd sucks, even if they are tired, even when they play their best known singles for the billionth time, they fucking give it 300%. And they are so, so good at what they do. And even someone like me, who doesn’t know their song catalogue, can get their mind blown.
2- Musical Orgasms. Half way into their set, Matt, Jer and I were in a trance watching them, unaware of anything around us. The power they can have over you is something to experience yourself. When Jim started singing Wonderful, The Way I Feel, alone on stage with his acoustic guitar, tears instantly started welling in my eyes. Just his voice, the vibe, the beautiful old chandeliers hanging from the Orpheum’s ceiling, the simple power of music. And as the show kept going, I found myself in a place I never have been, even at my fave band’s show, which was a state where I literally did not know how much time was passing, or if the next song was beginning, and I had absolutely no thought in my head but the swirls of the music. It was the closest I could imagine taking drugs might feel, cause I never have done drugs. But when the show ended I literally stood there like I just come back down to earth. And then I could only smile. Thank you My Morning Jacket. I feel ridiculous even writing this review cause it does your talent no justice, but hey I tried.
SO Y’ALL WANT SOME TUNES?
Wonderful, The Way I Feel by My Morning Jacket
Lets start with the men of the hour. What a fucking song. No description needed.
Daylight by Matt & Kim
This is one of those songs that has been around for quite some time that people have liked and now moved on. I just discovered it. So much fun. Crank it loud. Only
Only The Lonely by Roy Orbison
Totally on a Roy kick right now. I just love his rusty croony voice.
Stadium Love by Metric
Have no real interest in Metric, just never gelled with me. This song is an exception though. Crazy fucking good.
Please Don’t Leave Quite Yet by Adam Agin
Chilling. See this is why I watch shitty teen dramas on the CW, cause they always have amazing music supervisors who find songs like this to play over emo scenes of someone breaking up. This song kind of fucks me up when I listen to it. So pleading. I think we’ve all been there, asking someone to not give up on them. Real.