It appears I have saved $17 dollars.
DJ Shadow and his posse rolled on through Atlanta last night. Just about
all my friends went, but I did not.
I didn't feel like being disappointed again, like I was at the pathetic
Tricky show, where all you could see was your hand in front of your face,
and all you could hear were distorted murmurs resembling tracks you knew,
but couldn't quite identify.
My memory was still fresh of the not-so-fresh openners at Tricky, who
were so keenly skilled at motivating a diverse crowd by calling them
names, tormenting them, and shouting as loud as they could to be heard
above the awestruck silence they inspired.
I was so looking forward to seeing Shadow, that it only took me a brief
remembrance of another show I had eagerly awaited to convince me otherwise.
And am I ever glad I decided to stay away.
From what I hear, Jeru Damaja's greatest moment was when the crowd cheered
his announcement that De La Soul would be playing at the venue this Friday.
The talent that accompanied Shadow apparently was his "new" record label's
idea. My friends gave me the impression that he is no longer on Mo Wax.
Couldn't imagine why.
(Really, I can't...)
Anyways, this talent flaunted their mighty lyrical riffs while shadow spun
his thang. Then, after they tired themselves out, he spun a few tracks
off his latest.
At least, that's the impression I got from my crew.
I dunno... I guess I still respect the boy for putting out such a great
record, but why do we need more examples of bad live performances like this?
Doesn't anybody do anything original anymore?
'nuff said...
on: Cascade pt3
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