Happy day-vefore-Thanksgiving!
I’ve been pre-gaming Thanksgiving break pretty hard, both in
terms of food consumption and slacking off. I went to four
shows last week, and I had originally planned to center this
post on one of them, the secret Green Day experience at Red
7. And let me tell you, it was absolutely magnificent. They
played some of my favorite songs, like "Letterbomb." It was
sloppy, it was drunk, and it was fabulous.
But then the
Jayhawks had to go and blow everyone out of the water. They
may be on the elder side of the scene, but they’ve still got
it. Their Americana laced almost-indie rock (yes, I’m back
on that twang again) sound is sweeter than ever in the new
material, and the oldies have stood the test of time. Their
music is gorgeous and timeless, causing an epiphany of sorts
during the show - "oh, so this is who Wilco is trying to
be." The Paramount was a perfect place to see the show, and
a good portion of the buzzing, excited audience was
definitely drunk on wine and texting the babysitter to stay
another hour. But all jokes aside, even if I was the
youngest person there, I don’t care, cause the Jayhawks put
on a great show. I’ll admit that I even teared up when they
played their classic "I’d Run Away," that gorgeous Hammond
organ and harmonies floating up to the intricate ceiling of
the venue.
- Zoe Cordes
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