Adam’s Avenue Roots Festival: 4/24-25/2010

Festival season is definitely in full swing. I like to think that it begins with EarthFair in Balboa Park and ends after Oktoberfest in La Mesa. Some like to think it ends at the Adam’s Avenue Street Fair at the end of September, but with our Indian Summers extending into October, and sometimes November, I firmly stand by festival season ending with Oktoberfest.

Anyhow, I skipped over EarthFair in order to clean the house or hang out with family, I don’t remember which. But this past weekend we managed to get out both Saturday and Sunday to the Adam’s Avenue Roots Festival, bypassing ArtWalk in Little Italy completely.

We intended to get there around 2:30-3:00pm on Saturday to catch Steve Poltz, but Thomas slept for 3 hours (of which we actually scored a 2 hour nap). So we showed up around 4pm, as Steve was finishing up chatting with the fans after his set. We caught up with a few friends and headed over to the toddler playground. I actually never noticed this playground before. I guess that’s what happens when you become a parent; street fairs become this whole other experience besides jumping in and out of bars like we used to. My friend and I discussed how it will only be a couple of years before we are one of the parents arms crossed waiting around for their kid to get off the inflatable slide.

Anyhow, the only act we caught on Saturday was John Doe. Hearing “The Golden State” live with Cindy Wasserman was made butterflies goes through my gut and my hairs stand up from the chill, and it was more than just the weather. Stewie, John Joe’s drummer, and Thomas connected instantly. Right before the show, Stewie ran up to his kit  and grabbed two old battered drumsticks as a gift to Thomas. The smile wrapped around his face was priceless. Thomas drummed on a cardboard box throughout the set and continued to grip those sticks and drum on everything in site for the rest of the weekend. 

Sunday we made it to the festival a bit earlier and were able to catch Carlos Olmeda’s entire set on the 34th Street stage. He continues to call his music : tri-cultural acoustic pop with the three cultures being American, Puerto Rican and Irish (because we all wish we were Irish). His music varies much more than just pop. Beautiful ballads and songs telling stories of history and love round out Carlos’s musical repertoire.

After some time at the big kids playground on Mansfield Street, we were able to catch Steve Poltz and the Flight Attendants. I was bouncing up and down to “License Plate Eyes” and “Rain”. Stinky mesmerized Thomas with his familiar “drum anything and everything” technique in “Quarter Inch”. I was cracking up watching the street fair organizers scramble as Steve pushed the limits of time for their sound permit.  Been there.

Afterwords, we connected with friends we hadn’t seen in a while and headed over to Blind Lady Ale House where Thomas decided that the jam from the cheese plate was the better choice for dinner. Let’s just say we had a wild child that crashed and burned hard that night. Festival season, I think we are ready for you.

Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeros and He’s My Brother, She’s My Sister, Belly Up: 4/15/2010

I got all pumped up when I heard that Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros were coming to San Diego. One more band that I wasn’t worried about missing at Coachella. Check! Pre-sale tickets are the way to go. If you want to get tickets to potentially sold out shows, you need to sign up for a few mailing lists. The following are my recommendations:

Belly Up Tavern VIP: frequent ticket giveaways and pre-sales
FM 94.9 Insiders: lots of contests and pre-sales
KPRI Freeqs: free shows all the time (but only for those signed up)
Any of your favorite bands: some have pre-sales, but really, who wants to miss out on their favorite band coming to town.

On with the show… I made sure to get there early to catch He’s My Brother, She’s My Sister. By the way this show wins for the longest band name pairing that I have been to. The gypsy, co-op vibe perfectly paired with Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros. It wouldn’t surprise me if they weren’t really related – ala The White Stripes, Jack and Meg. The uniqueness of this band was actually the performance of tap dancer, Lauren Brown, who served as additional percussionist tapping along to the beat. Here is their cover of The Velvet Underground’s “Baby Be Good, Do What You Should”:

Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros took the stage, opening with a children’s song they wrote called “Janglin.” The sound quality became worse as the headliner’s volume increased. I apologize for the distortion.

Overall, I was disappointed with the performance, and the hippie, glow stick twirling crowd was just a part of the issue. To boos of the crowd, Alexander stated that they were “saving themselves for Coachella.” It was also very evident that he did not want to play the hit single, “Home” from their debut album, Up From Below. Even as Jade chanted, “There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home,” Alexander gave her a look as if to say, “Noooo, why?” Sadly, they, well at least he (Alexander), has reached that point of disdain for the band’s most popular song. Like Radiohead’s “Creep” or Nada Surf’s “Popular,” I am disappointed when bands take the low road in hating the song that brought them to the next level instead of embracing it and hoping that the the masses latch onto something more. Not playing the song makes for dissatisfied listeners. Jade and Alexander managed to push through “Home” including the spoken word part, where Jade said “I don’t even know what to say here.” That’s alright Jade.

At the end, Alexander after inviting the audience to sit on stage, convinced the rest of the crowd to sit on the floor. Yes, the same floor where drinks were spilled and most likely a few glasses were broken. I must admit the stunning effect this had. It was on the same level as when Tegan and Sara convinced the entire audience at Spreckels Theatre to stay completely silent for a un-amplified version of “Ghost.” I sort of felt giddy inside to be a part of something so cool. For that I do have to say, “Thanks.”

Upcoming Show: Samuel Stewart, Lestat’s 4/23/2010

I realized after I got the press release for this week’s upcoming Samuel Stewart show at Lestat’s on Friday, April 23, that I never actually finished my show review from his last visit at the Casbah on February 22, 2010. I was expecting alot after hearing the gourgous EP, The Beginner ahead of time. Although Samuel is all grown up, he has an air of childishness about him. The professional musician shines through as he launches into Devil Music. His incredible vocals took me on a rollercoaster ride… swelling highs and lows caused my insides to flit about like the youngish crowd who were there actually dancing without inhibitions.

I do plan to go to Friday’s show with the little one, hoping to see more dancing in the aisles. I hope you are able to join.

This Friday’s show claims that doors open at 8:30pm. Lestat’s is not known in my circle of friends for adhearing to these times. So be prepared to wait a little outside or be rushing in to finding a seat (since they often mix up the door time with the show time).

Rafter: Animal Feelings

Ok, I’m addicted. I was introduced to Rafter a while back through Emily who works behind the bar at The Casbah. She sings and plays drums in a quirky, fun little band called Bunky, while he supplements by playing guitar. Well he isn’t simply playing guitar. It is hard for me to find my words today. There are pedals and maneuvers that produce lots of cool sounds that go along with the beat. How’s that for knowing what I am talking about?

Anyhow, I then fell more deeply in love with them when I found out that both Bunky and Rafter’s solo material were release through Asthmatic Kitty Records (Sufjan Stevens‘ label). Rafter’s solo albums prior to this newest venture include Sweaty Magic, Sex Death Cassette, Music for Total Chickens and aptly named 10 Songs.

I always viewed Rafter as an experimentalist. His childish, fun loving attitude emanates from every note and beat coming from his direction. Animal Feelings bottles that all up to give you a dose of goodness every time you listen to it. Since the album’s pre-release at MBV, I have not been able to tear my ears away.

Listen to Animal Feelings for yourself at MBV and then go buy it tomorrow, National Record Store Day, at M-Theory Records or head over to Tin Can Alehouse for his CD release party and purchase it straight from the source.

Word Progression

It has been a while since I have posted anything about Thomas. So here goes. The boy is, well just that, a boy. He really has grown, a lot! Currently, he is a little over 14 months old, but thinks he’s a 2 year old. At daycare, he sits with the big kids at the table and *tries* to bring his dishes to the sink when he is done, while the other kids his age are still in their high chairs.

His walking is now running and if you don’t give him what he wants, you will receive a meltdown. The tantrums are daily and a bit hilarious, but sometimes frustrating. At least we haven’t had him breakdown in public, as he loves being out of the house and around other people. Here he is at Queen Bee, dancing and rocking out with his drum sticks to School of Rock’s house band.

The other night I sat down to color with him, and thought I would write down all of the words he knows, aside from ma-ma, da-da and Tee (aka Thomas), and was impressed to find that he has a 25-word vocabulary, at least. These are words he is able to vocalize, he understands the meaning and I can distinguish what he is saying. There are other things he is saying that I don’t understand and other things he understands (like nose, eye, head) that he hasn’t said but points to them as they are said.

Last night Roger was playing with Thomas and he started to imitate the barn animal sounds from one of his toys. This was a first. I might have to add quack-quack to the above list.
After recording, we played back the video and he was following along, imitating the sounds. Learning a bit more about how an owl sounds. Whoo-hoooo!