Readers, if you are like us, you're still recovering from last night's Father John Misty rave-up at the Granada.
The half-full venue (the other half of the town was playing kickball), along with a sound-mix twice as loud as necessary for a show where lyrics should be front and center, may have prevented the evening from attaining the same intimate magic of FJM's buzzy, packed-house winter appearance at the Bottleneck, but don't worry: it was still a barnburner. Kicking off with a honky-tonkin' double-shot of "I'm Writing a Novel" and "Tee Pees 1-12," Father John Misty proceeded to tear it up, pausing occasionally for such necessities as a short Q&A session with fans (Fan: "Can I have your shirt?" FJM: "No. I wear this shirt every day.") and to riff on ICP (did the Faygo-bath from their recent Granada appearance really fuck up the Granada's stage? probably).
A nice little duet from the Tillman boys (Josh's brother Zach is playing bass with the opener Pure Bathing Culture on this tour. They are delightful).
A sterling cover of "Happiness is a Warm Gun" in the encore.
Our horny, dope-smoking little Twitter brother known as @LarryfuckingKS could NOT stop laughing during a FJM riff about he should have knocked his girlfriend up and used the pregnancy test to score free Father's Day ice cream at Sylas and Maddy's before the show.
FJM: "Love the people holding up lighters during that song. Just shows the impotence of songwriting to effect actual change."
BARRR was on hand to take some Vines, though he didn't Vine up very many last night (perhaps he was too hypnotized by FJM's signature, sensuous dance moves). Here is a Vine of one of those dance moves. Remember to contact BARRR for all your Vine-ing needs: he'll Vine up your concerts, weddings, bar mitzvahs, baptisms, etc. [side note: there was a really rockin' baptism going down in the main room at Liberty Hall on Friday night...truly they deserve their Best of LFK win for "Best Place for an Event!"].
Our friends at I Heart Local Music were on hand to take a lot of sexy pictures. Ogle them here.
More fun than Game of the Week.
We should've tagged along with BARRR and LarryfuckingKS for post-show karaoke at Bottleneck, since apparently FJM his own self apparently showed up and sang "I Believe I Can Fly." This is why it always pays to stay out till the bars close every fucking night. And especially Sunday.
Sweet tour poster now adorning the walls at Larryville Chronicles headquarters (thanks, BARRR!) :
If you're still in the mood for rocking tonight, hit the Bottleneck for Everest, Old Lights, and LFK's own doo-wop daddies Dean Monkey and the Dropouts. Here's a nice FB blurb on Everest's new album Ownerless (read in full at their page):
"Whether it be the slack-jaw stoner riffing of opening track “Rapture”, the ghostly, late-night harmonics of “Letter,” or the krautrock shuffle of “Hungry Ghost,” Ownerless sounds like a band functioning like an eight-armed groove machine—a vibe cultivated by the bands newfound sense of not giving a fuck (in the best way possible)."
Here's Everest performing on Late Night With Jimmy Fallon a few years back.
And here's Dean Monkey and the gang performing "Fucking Broke" and "Blue Balls" in a hole in the ground behind the train station in LFK a few years ago. We can't wait until they get big enough to sing "Love Load" on the late-night talk shows!