Concert Review: The Avett Brothers at the Crossroads
If either the Avett Brothers or Railroad Earth had covered "Five Feet High & Rising" on Saturday night, it certainly would have been appropriate.
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| Nick Spacek |
| And nobody stole them. Good on you, hippies. |
The Avett Brothers are a band that rocks. You can try and dance to it -- they're not going to help, but you can try. The band is suited to playing outdoors, that's for sure. Acoustic instrumentation always lends itself to summer nights with lots of beer, and even the amazing amount of precipitation couldn't dampen spirits (again, pun intended), despite the 15-minute delay due to lightning concerns. If I could have stretched out on a blanket and knocked back beers while this show was going on, it would've been one of those perfect concerts.
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| Nick Spacek |
| Scott Avett preaches to the masses. |
Sadly, the money is where the hippies go. Avett Brothers, please remember that you're a band with some balls, and don't go after the noodle dancers. I don't want you to be my disappointment the next show you play.
Railroad Earth's fanbase seemed to delight in the rain, dancing up a storm (pardon the pun) from the instant the first notes came issuing off the stage, totally not bothered by things like mud or traditional definitions of rhythm. I wish I could say that their music filled me with the same enthusiasm, but it didn't. I appreciate the fact that every band is someone's favorite, but I cannot for the life of me understand why so many people knew the lyrics to all of Railroad Earth's songs.
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| Nick Spacek |
| Railroad Earth's fans weren't bothered by the rain. |
And the bluegrass? At one point, frontman Todd Sheaffer announced that they were going to do some pickin' for us. They just played really fast, and they weren't terribly good at it. John Skehan flubbed about three or four notes on the mandolin, and...let's just be honest here. Maybe it's because I've listened to too much jazz, and that makes me an elitist snob, but I was of the belief that improvisation was based on the premise that the band branched out from the themes inherent in the music, and then worked their way back to the source material. That is "jamming." Jamming is not meandering away from whatever you were playing, going on interminably, and then simply looking at each other and ending with some sort of power chord. That's wankery, and I don't appreciate it. Multi-instrumentalist Andy Goessling's thing with two saxophones was total bullshit, as well.
I think that's why the Avett Brothers were such a breath of fresh air. They play like punk band: four members, no solos -- just ripping songs one after the other, and moving around on stage like they're having fun. Railroad Earth looked like they were so impressed by what they were doing that they couldn't be bothered to actually enjoy it, whereas Scott Avett was bouncing around on stage looking like a caffeine-addled pirate. Hell, Joe Kwon managed to rock out with a fucking cello.
Here's how a show works, if done properly: the audience is interested in what you're doing more than you are. Work out the amazing things you can do with a guitar in the practice space, and entertain when you're on stage, not the other way around.








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