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Unfashionably Straight 2-20-00 (printed as "The master in action" in C-Ville Weekly Vol.12, No.9) |
-A. J. Leibling |
If you were tuned in to WWWV (97.5 FM) a couple weeks back, you may have caught the hubbub surrounding a "secret" show to be put on by a major act at a local venue-- a late addition to somebody's tour schedule that ended up falling through at the last minute. For the curious amongst you: it was the Smashing Pumpkins and they had planned to play Trax as a warm-up date before launching their big arena tour, but alas, a lack. A band member was injured (or something) and singer Billy Corgan went on to do some acoustic shows instead. Too bad. Thursday, 2-17-2000 -- Local alt/rock diva Lauren Hoffman prepared for a couple months' European sabbatical with the last installment of her "Shut-up-and-Listen" songwriter showcases at Tokyo Rose. The show featured Karmen and Lauren and one of my favorite little-known local performers, Atsushi Miura, the Japanese emigre who started at Tokyo Rose as sushi chef, ended up buying the place, and now helps make it the happening sushi bar/underground nightspot where Charlottesvillains (sic) can be alternatively chic. Thursday night the alternatively chic were out in full force: mostly girls who fancy girls and smelly guys with big shoes, overgrown sideburns and dirty hair-- that auto-mechanic/hipster fashion thing. No matter where I sat, it seemed like one of these dudes would plant himself five feet away and gas me out with his noxious fumes-- and still have girls crawling all over him. God bless America. Someone should invent an anti-freeze scented cologne and save the world from alternative B.O. "Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months." --Oscar Wilde
The Hogwaller Ramblers pumped out their acoustadelic porch rock for the packed house in an admirably ramblin' way. Jamming with them on nylon-string electric guitar was Agents of Good Roots' Andrew Winn, providing an almost classical counterbalance to the Ramblers' barnyard jams. I said "yeehaw" a few dozen times, rubbed elbows with a few dozen wahoos, and headed to my shed to rest in my nest.
Saturday 2-19-2000 -- All the local papers wrote about Moe, (somebody's press agent should get a raise) so I figured it was my duty as a responsible journalist to check them out live. They stuffed Trax-- front-to-back and side-to-side-- with hippie freaks. Out-of-town, traveling hippie freaks, no less. I don't think I knew more than 12 people there-- and half of those were on the staff. I could only assume that Phish was taking a break from tour, so the Trustafarians (-- tour-lingo for rich party-kids following the hippie-style "jam band" scene, squandering their trust-funds on t-shirts, hacky-sacks and unmentionable illicit entertainment) were making the rounds of other noteworthy psychedelic bands. Moe is indeed noteworthy, although it took the majority of the set I caught for the jams to turn from commonplace two chord extended soloes into something really fiery and interesting. The digital light show was tre cool, and had a profound impact on the audience, making me wonder if some of the afforementioned unmentionable illicit entertainment could have found its way into the gig. Never!
It's not just for breakfast anymore. cripsyduck@mindspring.com
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