Matt and I saw Chicago native/violin plucker/whistling virtuoso/musical loopmaker Andrew Bird at the State Theater on Saturday night. My most pleasant concert experience to date.
(Why were you dating concerts?)
(Shut up.)
Every member of his band can play at least two instruments: bass and saxophone, drums and piano, kazoo and tin pan (I'm just saying I could be brought on tour and really add something to the mix. If they need me.). As for myself, I sat in the back feeling pretty accomplished about the deal I got on this shirt at Target: $7.98, suckas. (Also, bring your own undershirt. Target does not advocate nipple-bearing.)
To round out the First Annual Spring Concert Series of the Weekend and Monday of April 11-13, some of my funtimes girls and I saw Alexi Murdoch at the Varsity Theater last night. He was so reserved. Toward the end of the show he made actual sentences. Behind him they projected a haunting series of home-movie-style clips to accompany the last few tunes. I wanted to sneak up to the front and whisper to him, but I didn't. Alexi, I can't hate on the music; you know I love your jams. But please talk to us. We are here to see you and soak up your UK lilt. We can get everything else on the cd. Also, can I run my fingers through your hair, since I'm standing right here and all?
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