CLIPSE was definitely the highlight of Pitchfork. It began with blistering Momma I'm So Sorry and finished with a resolute Virginia.
For most of the set, I watched from my perch near the entrance to the festival, where the stage and giant screen were easily visible. But then... a ripple in the fabric of time. Two lone Pitchfork workers (How can they be lone when there were two you ask? Rent the movie Airheads for the answer.) saw me mouthing every word and took pity on me by slipping me a ticket through the gate.
I made it in just in time for Mr. Me Too and the encore. The group also revealed that they "are 6 songs into" their new album which they will be going into the studio to finish next month! "All the label troubles are over and it's time compete..." they said. "We're not stopping!"
....maybe one of the best aspects of the set: NO STUPID HYPE MEN! Just Malice and Pusha T. It was like you could actually understand them without 50 people yelling out every word that rhymes and What?, Come On!, or any other nonsense. I really hate that about Hip Hop shows. It almost always ruins them. Even GZA was nearly drowned out by the parade of idiots on stage with him.
I stuck around for Cat Power (is Chan Marshall insanely hot or is it me?) and explored Flatstock. I even met the artist that created a TV On The Radio gig poster for the Metro that hangs proudly on my wall.
Yoko Ono sounded like a cat being tortured but Thurston Moore was the special guest guitar player. He can play.
Could the Cubs be kicking any more ass?
CONTEST?
The vinyl copy of Arcade Fire's Neon Bible came with a coupon for 3 downloads of the entire album. Obviously, I only need one of them. The first two people to post a comment or email me will get the code...
Audio: Spoon "Get Nice!"
2 comments:
Clipse was amazing - their sound is so infectious. you don't really have to know their songs to enjoy them - i could tell there were people in the crowd that had never heard of them before and were digging them because the beats are that solid and the rapping is that tight. only their genius can incorporate the patty cake rhyme and phrases like "i'm the black martha stewart" into their lyrics.
best moment ever? when they did "we got it for cheap" first in their set and EVERYONE was singing along. everyone. clearly, they are gods.
yoko is an enigma, but i actually was totally digging her performance - obviously the woman is mad, but i respect the fact that she clearly does not give a fuck that no one takes her seriously. she so thinks she is a rockstar onstage.
now gimme my damn code
-Shin
Man I am jealous about this, it sounds like a great performance. Way to scam a ticket off the pitchfork workers, too. Not that you didn't deserve it! I am just saying, good work.
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