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A little less than a happy high
komos
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What's in the box?
agoodshinkickinjoined me for the Gillian Welch show last night. It was a fantastic time, even down to the mismatched balcony seats with no leg room and the "schmoopy" couple that Ms_E had to sit behind.

The show was informal and intimate, featuring Gillian Welch and David Rawlings in what apparently is a standard stage appearance for them. They played, joked, played some more, reminisced about past performances, and told stories. Probably the most amusing of these involved an invitation to Willie Nelson to come visit them at the studio where they were recording, which of course led to fantasies of getting to play with him... he didn’t show up. (Ok, it was funny at the time. My delivery sucks.)

They also talked some about their "box," an tiny, odd suitcase with small drawers hidden behind a door on one end, the contents of which were never actually revealed. They shared being a little distraught because this "box" (which does not look like a bomb), disappeared for five days when they were on the road recently, mysteriously appearing in the lost and found of the Mppls/St. Paul Airport police. The box came with them every time they moved off the stage, and throughout the performance sat slightly behind them on a high stool. Ms_E’s guess was that it held picks’n’stuff... and a severed head.

Heh.

The music was beautiful, and I truly enjoyed seeing them onstage. They had an understated charisma that drew you in. The feel of the whole thing was like hanging out on the neighbors’ porch while they played and sang just to pass the time.

When she’s not singing, Gillian looks almost as though she’s bowing in supplication to her instrument. She shuts her eyes in reverie and seems almost to lay down on top of the guitar. Her hand and wrist are like water flowing over the strings as she plays. By contrast, David resembles nothing so closely as Appalachian music’s answer to David Byrne. Where Gillian seems subdued and fluid, David is active and, well, twitchy. The two together manage to somehow represent the full spectrum of the music. Theirs was poetry of song and motion.

Current Mood: content content
Current Music: Gillian Welch, "Orphan Girl"

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komos From: komos Date: July 12th, 2002 09:19 am (UTC) (Link)
LOL. I worry though... was our reaction to them just another manifestation of "Ya damn kids, get off my lawn??"

*sigh*

I just kept wanting them to leave so I could sling my legs over the back of his chair.
wisdom_seeker From: wisdom_seeker Date: July 12th, 2002 12:21 pm (UTC) (Link)

Ahh! Now I have Brad Pitt in my head saying over and over again, pitifully, "What's in the bo-ox?!"

Damn you!
komos From: komos Date: July 12th, 2002 12:23 pm (UTC) (Link)

Someone actually shouted that out as they came on to do the second set.
guitarcries From: guitarcries Date: July 12th, 2002 07:47 pm (UTC) (Link)
When she’s not singing, Gillian looks almost as though she’s bowing in supplication to her instrument. She shuts her eyes in reverie and seems almost to lay down on top of the guitar. Her hand and wrist are like water flowing over the strings as she plays.

Yummy, yummy writing, Peter.
komos From: komos Date: July 13th, 2002 09:14 am (UTC) (Link)
Thanks. :)

I was just hoping to capture a little essence of the moment so I could remember. Ms_E grabbed another piece with her hammock fantasy. Gillian really was wonderful to watch.
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