Music Review
Mar. 8th, 2013 08:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zzambrosius_02Last night, Marian and I went to see the band *Fast Rattler*, out of Portland. This band is fronted by Brandon Phillips, son of Utah Phillips. Stacy and Barret were there, with some of their friends, and Bob D. also showed up. A good time.
In spite of some technical problems: the sound system, while adequate volume-wise, was poorly controlled. Lyrics were hard to distinguish, and the sound was muddy overall. Now, I know I don’t have the world’s most acute hearing, but Marian does, and she was as dissatisfied with the sound as I was. Oh well.
OTOH, the show was great. Brandon is a better singer than his dad, and he and his band did a good show. Originals, traditionals and, of course, Utah’s stuff. One song was worthy of Cirque du Soleil, Brandon’s song about his father is a tear-jerker. And their rollicking, rocking version of Solidarity Forever stirred up the syndicalist in me. I wonder if we’ll ever stop falling for the old ‘divide and rule’ schtick. “Without our brain and muscle not a single wheel can turn” says the song; but the Boss always seems to find a scab to turn that wheel. Maybe our moment is passed, and with it any hope for the survival of the species.
After giving myself a mental dope slap: It WAS a fantastic show, I enjoyed myself, friends were there. Good times.
In spite of some technical problems: the sound system, while adequate volume-wise, was poorly controlled. Lyrics were hard to distinguish, and the sound was muddy overall. Now, I know I don’t have the world’s most acute hearing, but Marian does, and she was as dissatisfied with the sound as I was. Oh well.
OTOH, the show was great. Brandon is a better singer than his dad, and he and his band did a good show. Originals, traditionals and, of course, Utah’s stuff. One song was worthy of Cirque du Soleil, Brandon’s song about his father is a tear-jerker. And their rollicking, rocking version of Solidarity Forever stirred up the syndicalist in me. I wonder if we’ll ever stop falling for the old ‘divide and rule’ schtick. “Without our brain and muscle not a single wheel can turn” says the song; but the Boss always seems to find a scab to turn that wheel. Maybe our moment is passed, and with it any hope for the survival of the species.
After giving myself a mental dope slap: It WAS a fantastic show, I enjoyed myself, friends were there. Good times.
