Showing posts with label the silent comedy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the silent comedy. Show all posts

Thursday, June 12, 2008

FM94.9 Independence Jam: The Silent Comedy

Photos: FM94.9 Independence Jam

I saw these guys at the Thursday Night Thing a few days ago, but didn't take any photos because I knew I'd be seeing them at the Indy Jam. They were probably one of the most energetic bands that played all day (up there with The Hold Steady and Flogging Molly), so I took A LOT of photos. The crowd was definitely into their set too, as well as the guy and girl who somehow made their way into the photo pit and were dancing like crazy. And that's not to say that I wasn't doing the exact same thing while shooting photos...

Friday, May 16, 2008

Show Review: The Silent Comedy @ The Stage Saloon, 4/30/2008

Photos: The Silent Comedy @ The Stage Saloon

I was in bed "napping" at 10PM (recovery from Coachella) when Rosey texted me to get my butt down to The Stage Saloon for The Silent Comedy's free show. I dragged my feet a little, but finally got out of bed, into the shower, and downtown in time to catch most of their set. Last time I saw them, I was unfamiliar with all of their material. This time though, after listening to their full-length and especially their new EP a lot in the intervening weeks, I was ready to shout the words out along with the band. I missed "Daisy," which was the set opener, but thankfully caught "Gasoline." Those two are my favorites off the EP, and of the two, I'm glad it was the latter that I caught live. There's just something so cathartic about yelling out the lines, "I am alright/I am alright/I'm doing just fine," with a room full of people.

The band barely fit on stage, but they made the most of it, really working the crowd - many of whom were probably unfamiliar with the band, given that it was the Gaslamp and all. After they finished, the room cleared out pretty quickly, which might have had to do with the Gaslamp-esque price of drinks. Fortunately, I wasn't in the mood to drink anything other than water, so I hung around for a bit and managed to score a free t-shirt. Driving home afterwards, I took Pershing Drive, and managed to hit my favorite curve just as the aforementioned "I am alright," lyric came up on their EP, which was still in my CD player. Not many things are better in life...

(If you're wondering, all the photos were converted to black and white because every single stage light in that place was red. Blech. Although in this case, the B&W kinda suits the band better, no?)

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Show Review: The Silent Comedy and Or, The Whale @ Casbah, 3/22/2008

Photos: The Silent Comedy and Or, The Whale @ Casbah

I'm not by nature a religious person. I'm a scientist, which means I have a deep-seated respect and a great feeling awe for the universe. But I grew up Catholic, going as far as getting confirmed in the church - which means I've had enough preaching to last me for the rest of my life, and then some. I do often wonder, though, what my feelings on the subject might be if the services I attended as a child were a little more, well, FUN. A little less reverent and a lot more joyous.

Fitting, therefore, that I ended up at the Casbah last Saturday night for my brand of Easter Vigil. Now I won't go so far as to say that the Casbah is my church, but I'm usually there at least once a week to see some sort of performance - so the analogy holds. And the bands that played that night were nothing less than appropriate. The whole time I felt like I was attending a church revival. The kind where the communion wine is actually moonshine.

I walked in during what ended up being Silverbird's last song. They were covering Neil Young's "Heart of Gold" (a fine choice), but Justin broke a string on what turned out to be his second guitar of the night. Unfortunately, no one had any spare strings, so they had to end their set early. I was disappointed because I haven't seen them since that one time at the Che Cafe, and I keep trying to, but they keep eluding me.

Up next was San Francisco's Or, The Whale, whom I'd heard of via Adrian. I looked on in disbelief as they kept setting up instrument after instrument on the Casbah stage. I mean, I've seen smaller stages in my life, but it gets cramped up there pretty quickly. Especially when you have seven people playing said instruments. A lot of bands, when faced with that space constraint, might feel compelled to rein in the 'rockin out, but not this bunch - they played a super energetic, raucous set.


That repertoire of instruments contained a pedal steel guitar and a banjo, by the way. Honestly, the quickest way to my heart, as a band, is via pedal steel or bluesy piano lines. I don't know why, but it weakens my auditory equivalent of knees. Another thing that does this is great vocal harmonies, especially a pairing of male and female vocals. And you guessed it - Or, The Whale had those too.



They had some really countrified slower songs (I mean, really, with pedal steel, it'd be a crime not to), but even during these songs they kept the audience engaged via melodies that were easy to sing along to. And for their final song, they called members of The Silent Comedy on stage to help them out, and man - if I thought Or, The Whale was raucous, they had nothing on the boys from The Silent Comedy.


And yeah, if I thought Or, The Whale had a lot of instruments/people to fit on stage, I think The Silent Comedy one-upped them there - no pedal steel, but they did have a a trombone and a saxophone. And enough people joining in on random songs that they couldn't all be on stage at the same time.



The two bands fit nicely together on the bill (as well as Silverbird) - they both contain elements of country rock, but I'd say that in The Silent Comedy's case they veered a little closer to roots rock than Or, The Whale. Their main singer has a smooth, soulful voice, but there are a few different singers in the band, so their vocal sound is extremely versatile.


They also have a violinist/fiddler (in the context of their songs, I feel like I have to refer to it as a fiddle), who went absolutely crazy on a couple of the songs. And, of course, there was also a banjo involved. All the eclectic instruments that I like...


During their last song, the singer/bassist ended up first out in the crowd, then on the actual floor, which is where most of the tent revival feeling came from. I feel like they'd do really well on a bill with Delta Spirit - has this happened yet? Regardless, after those two sets (and after picking up CDs from both of the bands), I was spent for the evening. I ducked out during Get Back Loretta's set and headed home for the evening, feeling as though I had gotten my fill of church again - and actually enjoyed it this time.