Started with Lightning Bolt who I wasn't that impressed by. I like that kind of music but they sounded like everything else in that genre to detract from the originality of what they were maybe trying to achieve. It was a strange feeling to listen to static and noise and think "oh, it's been done". Even the fact that they played on the floor surrounded by people had been done. Shame, cos they were good.
Next up were Pissed Jeans who I thought bridged the gap between Joy Division and The Pixies. Didn't really connect with any of the songs, nothing blew me away, but they were good. The best part was when they played a cover of "Vampire Blues" by Neil Young and my friend who is a clean-cut nice boy and a huge Neil young fan stood up and screamed "Fuck!" at the top of his lungs when he realised.
Then came Wooden Shjips, who were some great stoner prog instrumental band. I liked them, except the last song took the piss lengthwise for what it was. Nice gold metal turban - wish I had a picture to put here!
Les Savy Fav followed and blew the audience away. The showmanship completely distracted from the music, so much so I have no idea what they sound like. The lead man, Tim Harrington, a fat, beardy, bald man who shook his hairy belly round every corner of the huge venue humping Halloween dolls on stage and fisting rubber babies in a truly shock-rock not seen since 70's (Marilyn Manson can eat his heart out - this was the real thing). I met him after and he gave me a Fisherman's Friend - it was yukky, but I accepted it graciously and thanked him for an excellent show.
Shellac were the obvious best band IMHO. Drummer Todd Trainer absolutely captivated me with his incredible genius, not to say the other parts weren't genius but knowing about rhythm and percussion I could appreciate it easier. I loved the bass lines, they were *just* how I like bass; simple, clean and slow - no fancy finger work just exactly the right notes in exactly the right place. The played The End of Radio and everyone went nuts. So good!
By the time Om played, I was a bit drunk and ready to go home after Shellac blasted my ears.
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