Kurt Vile and Purling Hiss @ The Grog Shop 4.2.2016
Kurt Vile is chill, so fucking chill. Words crawl out of his mouth in a slacked drawl. Notes from his guitar have so much reverb they sound as if they had wobble their way through jelly on their way from the stage to your ears. Kurt Vile is so fucking chill, he inspires conversations between strangers on the amazingness that is legal weed in Colorado. The truth is, it takes a lot of work to be that chill. Vile alternates nimble finger picking with all out assaults on his guitar.
Road Trip Review: Sleater-Kinney @ Stage AE Pittsburgh
"They were all women on stage and the guitar techs were eunuchs!" one of my road trip companions exclaimed as we skated the three blocks of icy sidewalks from Stage AE back to our hotel room after the sold-out Sleater-Kinney concert in Pittsburgh.
We had been drinking for a few hours prior to the show, you see, and we were feeling loose all night, loudly playing games like guess who's going to the show while we waited for our food at the sports bar down the street. It wasn't a hard game. Anyone who looked like a protester or an employee at a feminist book store (Dude! your ponytail gave you away!) were going to see Sleater-Kinney. Those in Penguins jerseys were there for hockey on the big screens.
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