Saw Richard Thompson Electric Trio last night at Birchmere in Alexandria w Earthgirl and Planet and Air and Hamster. Some observations:
- I have been seeing Richard Thompson shows within 200 miles of home since the late 70s.
- I do not know though I suspect that, since I stopped following The Dead approx 1983, I have probably seen more RT shows than Dead shows meaning I've seen RT more than any one or any band.
- And I do love Thompson, was seeing him long before meeting Earthgirl, but he is also one of the very very very few musicians Earthgirl and I both love (people can vouch), so it's been a regular date for us for (holyfuck) twenty-nine years (three or so weeks from now being our 27th wedding anniversary).
- This year's Richard Thompson birthday post with my annual recitation of my favorite Richard Thompson story.
- It is true that my last decade of dedication lacks the vigor of the first 25 years, though that's as much a factor that over the last decade he has rarely toured with band, playing mostly solo acoustic shows.
- This is not a hard rule, but the acoustic tend more slower, with more ballads, and I prefer faster and less ballads.
- Dude can still play guitar.
- I will still go to electric Thompson shows, I no longer want to see solo acoustic, a point driven home about a third through the show when he did two solo acoustics, including the inevitable Vincent Black Lightning which, despite my not ever wanting to hear it again, almost everyone in the crowd wanted to hear.
- Tight band, Taras Prodaniuk on bass and backing vocals, Michael Jerome on drums and backing vocals.
- The dependably good Thai restaurant on Mt Vernon Ave which was the traditional before show dinner is now an Indian/Sri Lanka/Thai restaurant which not only sucks but suck slow, and we were the only people in the restaurant.
- Because the restaurant sucked slow we got to the show in the middle of the opening act, Just Another Motherfucking Mediocre Singer Songwriter, and the only seats left available were hard to the left of the stage.
- Because the seats were hard to the left of the stage I noticed that Thompson is wider and rounder than I thought, but aren't we all?
- Because the seats were hard to the left of the stage I was able to watch Thompson's picking hand from an angle I had never seen, and amazing.
- Because the seats were hard to the left of the stage I was able to watch the crowd. Understand, please, I am including myself in this next sentence: Know those PBS fund-raising programs of old rock-and-roll groups in concert in front of crowds of old fat white people?
- Thompson is well aware of the phenomenon if not the metaphor I choose, but he joked about it.
- Dude can still play guitar. I will still go to electric Thompson shows.
- Though not tonight at the Birchmere - the second night. Shows are expensive. Will try to find playlist tomorrow to see how much it differs.
- Walked up to stage after Just Another Motherfucking Mediocre Singer Songwriter's set and snapped photo of RT's playlist:
- Empire's priorities.
- Hey, Mocomofos, Gazette shutting down. If it wasn't for the Gazette help-wanted ads I never would have got that after school job washing dishes at Arnold's Grill on Redland Road that I got unjustly fired from when accused of sneaking six-packs in the garbage to take from dumpster after work. That was Mickey Born. That I helped Mickey Born drink them afterward does not make me the thief.
- Today's self-dig at my life as accomplice to my complicity.
- Linguistic anxiety and the deconstruction of self in the realm of the ridiculous.
- You do understand that the better Sanders shows in the run-up the more valuable his inevitable endorsement of Inevitability is, yes?
- His & hers.
- The Peculiar Election. I've always considered Elizabeth Drew one of the smarter, fairer, Villagers.
- A public assembly facilities manager considers Jurassic Park.
- Skunkball! Congrats, Dave!
- Fawning Time.
- Why I hate reading Les Murray's poems, why it's important to read Les Murray's poems.
- For instance.
- Les Murray and the poetry of depression.
- Murray has nothing to do with the Thompson concert, but I'm reading Murray's poems while reading Vollmann's novels, and boom.
- The other Elizabeth Taylor.
THE MEANING OF EXISTENCE
Everything except language
knows the meaning of existence.
Trees, planets, rivers, time
know nothing else. They express it
moment by moment as the universe.
Even this fool of a body
lives it in part, and would
have full dignity within it
but for the ignorant freedom
of my talking mind.