Monday night and a short ride to LA, I managed to pop my Edward Sharpe cherry. [continue below]
As an early Christmas present my big sis decided to get us both tickets to see ES&M0s in LA on 12-14-09 at the Mayan Theater. Never heard of the place? Neither had we. Apparently what I heard from the grapevine is that it is a church during the day and a venue at night, although it was pretty voodoo esq. for a church if you ask me; but that's besides the point. Cut to the beginning of the night and we are getting into our car.
Its always a risk listening to a band on your way to their concert. Will you get sick of them before the show even starts? Will you learn all the words to their songs even better than before? Luckily we chose the latter. Using the TuneWiki app on my sis' iPhone, we clarified lyrics that we were a little fuzzy on. We got through a good number of songs before finding our way to the Golden Gopher bar.
We were meeting up with my sisters co-workers and that was their meeting place of choice. I might add, this bar looked like a run down strip club from the outside with a behemoth checking IDs at the door but once inside we were happily surprised. The GG was like a little diamond in the rough, escaping from the homelessness outside and into an actually nice interior with a plethora of hipsters inside throwing back PBR and smoking cigs on the unique outdoor/indoor patio thingy. After a couple drinks it was off to the Mayan theater just down the street.
We were meeting up with my sisters co-workers and that was their meeting place of choice. I might add, this bar looked like a run down strip club from the outside with a behemoth checking IDs at the door but once inside we were happily surprised. The GG was like a little diamond in the rough, escaping from the homelessness outside and into an actually nice interior with a plethora of hipsters inside throwing back PBR and smoking cigs on the unique outdoor/indoor patio thingy. After a couple drinks it was off to the Mayan theater just down the street.

Merch concert

One character of a band member I couldn't help but watch for majority of the show was the trumpet player. With his suspenders and bow tie he seemed like a speakeasy performer. Switching from trumpet to synth to even a giant tambourine kept my attention for most of the night. The entire show went off without a hitch besides for some extra feedback in the speakers. Alex Ebert seemed to get annoyed with the sound guy between singing parts but managed to pull off the songs without hesitation. I laughed at the fact that Alex and Jade switched their conversation in "Home" from being about falling out of a window to how the monitor isn't working right.
After their set ended and their encore was ending, they let the back-stagers come and join them on the stage and dance to the last three songs. A mass of bodies only added to the stage presence on stage and made it feel more like a huge aztec themed party than a concert that you paid $40 to see. But with a sweet lullaby from Alex the night ended and we all headed our separate ways home with another concert under our belts.
All I can say is I had a blast and I'm glad I got the opportunity to see these guys in a smaller venue (but still good sized) before they are playing arenas and you need binoculars to see Jade dance in a circle.
hey, the girl ive gone out with a few times.. her brother is the drummer for this band.
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