Sisters Dissonance pulled it off again, we managed to get together despite 412 miles of Interstate between us. Shan traveled with our friend Cindy (Cindy’s amount of interstate was much more, like 600 miles) to catch the Desa show at Union Transfer in Philly this past Saturday night. For those of you familiar with the venue, you know it’s always a treat to see a show there—never a bad seat and the sound is always great.
Seeing the opener Joyce Manor was a first time experience for me. I did enjoy the energy and their sounds. But, from the pit taking photos (see the photo set here) I had to laugh, I’ve never seen so many fans body surf across the crowd, land on security and then make their way back to the crowd via the pit. That’s quite a testament to the security staff at Union Transfer—I didn’t see anyone ejected, just fans safely recovered from the surf and returned to the crowd! Go UT.
Desa came on and I was truly excited. It’s always hard to photograph a set of a band that I absolutely love. I get caught in between wanting to watch and listen, and having to take pictures. It’s nearly impossible to do the both with full intention, but I try (see the photo set here).
Conor never disappoints with his “speeches” as the fans call them. I’ve seen a few surface on youtube. He spoke and sang in protest (or support) of many current issues/causes. A banner and a speech about Bradley Manning was the biggest of the evening, if you aren’t aware of the issue or who he is I encourage you to check it out. And, though as ironic as it may seem for someone to sing about the lesser fortunate, and MAKING MONEY when they have so much, it’s very heartfelt and believable coming from Conor Oberst and I do believe he reaches the audience and creates awareness.
The night ended with “Spanish Bombs,” a Clash cover which I’m sure pleased and made Shan very happy (if you don’t know, the Clash is her first love). And on a side note, the venue was probably 70% guys as opposed to the Bright Eyes shows I’ve seen where the females dominate the crowd!
Enjoy the photo set. I write this post as I lament over the fact that I will not be attending tonight’s show despite the ticket I have upstairs in my room.
French press coffee, hot tea, fresh baked cookies, and Ben Sollee and his cello all at The Cat in the Cream! Everything about this evening was perfect—great company and great conversation during the trek to Oberlin and over a delicious dinner at Weia Teia prior to the show at the cozy Cat in the Cream Oberlin College coffee house. All of this topped off with the amazing and beautiful music from Ben Sollee. The night exuded warmth at every turn.
When we arrived at the coffee house admittedly a tad late (lost in the time-warp of the food banquet), we were greeted by Cat in the Cream staff who were regretful to inform a group of about 20 of us that the show was at capacity and we could not enter. We had traveled over an hour to the show (unfortunately not by bike as Ben Sollee strongly advocates) so I’m sure our faces reflected the disappointment, as did everyone else’s. But we were met with a compromise that we could watch from the back hallway if no one entered when they opened the double doors for us. We followed down the hall, and when the doors were opened it revealed a room full of people sitting in every available spot on the floor, in chairs, and all along the back wall, as opener Luke Reynolds (also Ben Sollee band-mate/guitarist) played and warmed up the audience. We spilled out into the hallway in the same fashion, creating an ocean of eyes and ears eager for the music, as more people continued to arrive and join us.
A quick break and then Sollee and drummer Jordon Ellis joined Reynolds on stage. Ady and I had seen Sollee performing with others on various stages in various configurations at this year’s Newport Folk Festival (here’s one such appearance with Joe Fletcher and friends at the Newport Folk Festival Backstage BBQ) and we enjoyed his playing very much so I was really looking forward to catching him again, and his performance at Cat in the Cream was the icing on the cake (the cat in the cream?) for me as a fan. The trio captivated the entire audience from the get go with songs from Sollee’s catalog, including his newest release Half Made Man.
Sollee’s sound is a unique musical blend of styles using an instrument that one would more often associate with chamber music as the anchor, and he uses it to create music that is energetic, punchy, folky and the driving rhythms channeled through his cello at times almost borders on funk—it’s fantastic!
Ben Sollee’s got the cello-funk!
Between songs Sollee, personable and very engaging, chatted with the audience and talked about himself and his longtime companion, his cello. He began playing his “long hair instrument” (as reportedly a family member of his called it) in 4th grade, which is pretty evident when witnessing his masterful at-one-ness with his cello. Sollee also played mandolin and guitar intermittently throughout the show. He also shared that often the subject matter of his material originates from experiences and things said to him that he “doesn’t quite know what to do with,” and his way of dealing with it is to “write a song about it,” thankfully for us! He is inventive, interactive and very entertaining. At one point as he began building a song through a sequence of samples he was creating on the spot, he elicited audience participation by asking everyone to yell something together. He captured the sound of our voices yelling “Hiiiii!!!!” in unison, which reverberated through the body of his cello. A few seconds later we heard ourselves loop through the structure of the song, at first the focal point (both humorous and mesmerizing to hear), then we washed into the background as the song continued to build, and off they went into the full song.
The audience remained seated attentively the entire set until finally he suggested he could take a short break so everyone could stand up a moment. But no one wanted him to stop so instead the “butt break” evolved into a quick stretch and everyone stood up to dance until the end (some pretty great interpretive moves spotted in the house!)
Sollee’s solid ethos is also intertwined throughout his performance. He stressed more than a few times the importance of environmental awareness and action (not only does he advocate alternate transport, he has become known as the man who very often tours great distances on bike with his cello strapped to his back), and he also underscored that his traveling band is essentially a small home-grown business. I also learned that his wife is a letterpress artist (which appeals greatly to the graphic designer/artist in me) and his lyrics are for sale in beautiful letterpress prints at the table along with other merch. Integrity in art is something very important to both Ady and I, and we both purposely seek out artists/musicians with this fundamentally at their core, and I was pleased to find that the world of Ben Sollee is a wonderful thing, indeed. If he happens to be headed for your neck of the woods as they continue the tour, please check him out!
This is the first in a series of outtakes we will be sharing from our collection of photos that have never been released. Some will be less than “perfect” images that were never shared in the original photo sets, but in my opinion are none-the-less worthy of being shared because of their expressiveness, strangeness or other unique qualities making them worthy of being seen. This first one is one of AA Bondy heating up the the First Unitarian Church in Philadelphia, PA on the cold, rainy night of November 21, 2011.
If you missed the full set the first time around you can find it here.
Guest Review for the Splintered Sunlight show by “AFAN”
Philadelphia-based Splintered Sunlight, arguably the Atlantic Coast’s best Grateful Dead tribute band, rocked Wilmington’s historic The Queen theatre on Friday with impeccable sonic grooves straight outta the Dead catalogue – just close your eyes and you are there, man. Dan Leyden’s guitar is clean, signature Bob Weir, and his voice almost indistinguishable from Weir’s, while Butchy Sochorow’s Jerry is so spot on it brings chills even to Dead afficiandos – who come out in droves to see Sunlight and get taken back to the good old days. I dare anyone to play Sunlight’s “Queen Jane” or “Feel Like a Stranger” to a real Dead fan and see what they think. Stephen Spatz’s Phil Lesh is amazing, and Mike Borowski’s keyboards drone and drive just like Pigpen’s. Jerry Horan and Tony Gioia rock TWO drum kits on stage. These guys are awesome.