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no encore. show lasted nearly two hours. support from fuck buttons
http://www.brooklynvegan.com/archives/2008/09/mogwai_played_t.html http://www.lostatsea.net/feature.phtml?fid=166315004448d4c29013056 http://www.last.fm/user/pecusita/journal/: they opened with closer track off their upcoming the hawk is howling album, the precipice. there was a beautiful set-up, all the guitarist were up front and there was an individual purple light illuminating each of them from the back. i'm sure it looked rather cool from a distance as you would only be seeing their contours. i really enjoyed such details throughout the night, as i have not been to such a dedicated venue before. and most of the night, the lights seemed to be in unison with the music. http://blogs.villagevoice.com/music: have you noticed that every writeup of those imminent my bloody valentine shows says "they're sure to be incredibly loud" as opposed to "they're sure to be incredibly good"? this is always the danger with mogwai, that their beloved quiet-quiet-quiet-loud-loud-loud style will subsume their substance, will suck the drama out of their often brutally beautiful songs and turn everything into a cheap on/off-switch parlor trick. tonight, as they prepare to scoot upstate and join mbv for this weekend's all tomorrow's parties hoedown, our affable heroes run about half and half. sorry if this is blasphemy, but first thing they gotta do is retire "mogwai fear satan."
http://flickr.com/photos/soulblend/sets/.. http://www.gettyimages.com/Search/Search.aspx?EventId=82846756# http://www.prefixmag.com/photos/mogwai-fuck-buttons-terminal-5/ from nick carbonara:
from mogwai.co.uk: it’s just as we expected. driving into new york from any direction is a terrifying and uncomfortable odyssey that no person should have to endure more than once. we are nearly thrown from our bunks on a few occasions due to the moon-like road surface and at one point it sounds like the trailer containing all the gear has broken off the back of the bus and gifted us a fantastic opportunity to finally do that mogwai unplugged record we’ve been dying to do for many years. but all is good and we wake up most thankful, in the functioning city of new york……..midtown…..oh well, you can’t win them all. midtown is not a great deal of fun. nevertheless, we will seek and find a breakfast diner and have the first person we talk to say he has family in glasgow, near the art school where my wife graduated from. we go back to check that the sounds are ok at soundcheck and the sounds are just fine. check. matador takes a few of us out for dinner. only the most important ones of course, me, stuart, dominic and even simon smith (tour manager) who always enjoys a free meal on the pretense that he is there on business to usher us around, making sure we are not late for the all important show. the matador staff people are three sheets to the wind by the time we leave for the venue and the meal was very nice, thanks. i had lobster because when someone else rich is paying, you’ve got to. so to the gig. quite good i thought, though it sounded as if there were 300 people there due to my in-ear monitor system blocking out most of the crowd noise. they are useful pieces of equipment and they often block out crowd talking during songs but they can also make it feel like a quarter empty cricket ground has just applauded you. i was informed after the show that the people were really into it after all. i didn’t feel like socializing after the show much but i heard later that everyone in our band and crew that went to the afterparty at some bar called darkroom arrived there and no one was there. so they went to max fish, which had been a mogwai nyc local for 10 years and quickly things became drunky. it’s the first time ozzy (tech) and foxy (lights) have been to nyc and it sounds like they had a lot of fun and possibly too many drinks. they don’t look well in the morning but more of that in the next super exciting installment of mogwai in america : the quickening. |
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