heavy lifting
I saw Bob Pollard on at Little Brothers a few weeks back. I could attempt a bit about the "mythic" status he holds in indie rock - but this has been done to death. Google it if you want it (GBV nostalgia). What I can say is that I witnessed a most impressive display of alcohol consumption. Seriously, this was easily on par with the "mezcal nights" of old (you know who you are). Bob Pollard holding a a half-gone bottle of liquor and admonishing the crowd, "there comes a time when you have to put away the toys kids". That is a priceless moment. I'm pretty sure that I witnessed a medical miracle - a true scientific impossibility.
Bob and his band managed to rattle out 43 songs (including a 9 song GBV encore), most of which were thoroughly enjoyable. It was fun like a mid-80's husker du or replacements show. I can't describe the ethereal qualities of the unspoiled alternative rock scene from back in the day, but I can provide you with an image from this show that evokes that era. A bunch of Bob's peeps from the old days in Dayton showed up to the show (apparently Columbus was as close as the tour will get to his hometown). These guys were as old as Bob and they looked it. Picture your dad on stage at little brothers-norm from cheers-dale earnhardt type shit-mullets-old high school football jerseys. It was feet on the ground, here's a shout out to my boy buffalo over here, kind of shit. It was that homeless guy at all the punk rock shows back in the day. It was totally devoid of pretension. It was just a middle aged drunk guy from the midwest having a party with his old high school buddies. It's just that this midwest guy is a rock n' roll genius. An indie rock patriarch. This kind of humanity is absent in today's scene. 43 songs for 16 bucks? that shit would cost more than twice as much on itunes.
Bob and his band managed to rattle out 43 songs (including a 9 song GBV encore), most of which were thoroughly enjoyable. It was fun like a mid-80's husker du or replacements show. I can't describe the ethereal qualities of the unspoiled alternative rock scene from back in the day, but I can provide you with an image from this show that evokes that era. A bunch of Bob's peeps from the old days in Dayton showed up to the show (apparently Columbus was as close as the tour will get to his hometown). These guys were as old as Bob and they looked it. Picture your dad on stage at little brothers-norm from cheers-dale earnhardt type shit-mullets-old high school football jerseys. It was feet on the ground, here's a shout out to my boy buffalo over here, kind of shit. It was that homeless guy at all the punk rock shows back in the day. It was totally devoid of pretension. It was just a middle aged drunk guy from the midwest having a party with his old high school buddies. It's just that this midwest guy is a rock n' roll genius. An indie rock patriarch. This kind of humanity is absent in today's scene. 43 songs for 16 bucks? that shit would cost more than twice as much on itunes.