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Best.Show.Ever

I was one of the lucky folks who was able to see The Arcade Fire perform at the 9:30 Club last night. I'm willing to admit, that the title of this post, "Best.Show.Ever," is most likely overly influenced by the post-show afterglow I'm feeling. However, I'd be remiss if I didn't call this one of the top shows of the past three years of my frenzied show going.

I don't know if I can really add anything that hasn't already been said a million times by a million reviewers about that little band from Canada. They've been hyped by critics above and below the Northern border since the release of their first album, Funeral, last Fall. After last night, I am left without a doubt that the hype, praise and adulation is well and truely deserved.

In short, there were eight members of the band, who played violins, guitars, drums, keyboards, xylophone, accordian, cello, along with percussion on any solid surface, including motorcycle helmets. The enthusiasm, theatrics and passion of the band kept the entire, sold out crowd of hipsters entranced and entertained throughout the hour and a half set.

They really sounded great and they clearly were having as much fun on stage as I was having in the crowd. They played a mixture of songs off their album, their old EP, and some newer numbers. There really wasn't a dud during the show. There were some occasions where either Win's or Regine's voices didn't carry well over the mass of sound created by their various instruments, but the feeling of the music was nevertheless communicated clearly.

The neatest moment came at the end of the show. The band was all set to end with "Neighborhood #1 (Tunnels)," but decided, after an enourmous round of applause by the crowd, to play one last tune. They ended with "The Backseat," and as they softly sang out the last notes, they began a long procession through the crowd. Amazingly, the crowd, that they had earlier dubbed "the most polite crowd of the tour," parted for them and let them move through unmolested. They climbed the stairs to the balcony, walked right by me, and made their way to their dressing room. I don't know whether they've done that elsewhere, but it was a marvelous effect that added a special feeling to what already felt like a special night.

So, obviously, I had a good time and I'd recommend that if they ever make their way to your town, that you do whatever's necessary, short of murder, to see them. Those that know my affinity for female musicians, also know that I'd be remiss if I did not mention the exceedingly hot/cute/sexy/talented violinist, Sarah Neufeld, who, as you'd expect, caught my eye last night. Err...rawr.

Anyway, for another perspective and a description of the most amusing anecdote of the evening, check out my friend and co-worker's account of the event.

Later, peeps!

Posted by Mr. Eff on 01/31/2005

For the moment...

Book: Deep Blues, by Robert Palmer

CD: Brothers, by The Black Keys

Song: "Oh My God," by Ida Maria

Link: Shut Up & Sit Down

Ramble: Just An Idea