Caroline raps, faux-punches herself in the stomach, while Aaron finesses his black Les Paul and orchestrates the guitar pedals with the point of his white patent leather shoes. At one point, by way of a bizarre coincidence, Patrick the bassist sings the lines "Stop, drop, roll/Stop, drop and put out the fire" whilst wearing a Michael Jackson T-shirt -- and it's moments like these that can, in the middle of a music festival, create flash instances of poignant meditations on people and places far from where you happen to find yourself...then the song or maybe a face in the crowd snaps you back into place. Aaron's guitar on the first song kinda reminds me of the guitar work on mid-to-late 80's Cocteau Twins. The soundcheck chat with the security guy is funny and thankfully he was reasonable, and their manager was nearby to sort out filming, which, while initially limited by the promoters, was actually openly solicited by them after the event -- the latter fact constituting a step in the right direction. As a magazine editor, live event videographer and director, I support fancasting and firmly believe that the people who pay hefty prices for tickets should be able to create and share home movies of their concert experiences. For me as always, having access and filming live shows is most about sharing the experience with the folks who couldn't attend, in as unfiltered a way as possible...I simply think the human-scale moments between The Big Moments are fascinating, which is why this is shot in one single take without edits. I also think a little verité goes a long way in eliminating false myths about our artists, thus encouraging us to be artists ourselves -- and maybe the destruction of myths could help the artists we love feel a little more comfortable in their own skin...these are some of the things I was thinking about for a moment when I saw Michael Jackson's face on Patrick's T-shirt. I still have to upload the 2nd part pf their oral history, plus their killer sat at Bonnaroo and a clip of them playing a Marc Jacobs event in my beloved NYC.
Thumb for the video. I also agree about people who paid the ticket have the right to record the moment. Last year I came to saw The Raveonettes gigs for the first time in my hometown, Bandung, Indonesia. But I'm very disappointed after I saw the rules on the wall: "No video/handy camera." For unemployee like me, the ticket prices which was Rp 275.000,- (about $ 30) was very expensive for just watching without recording that (maybe) once in a lifetime moment. So I decided to go back home.
johnrizal 10 months ago
@johnrizal, I commend you for voting with your hard-earned money. Boycotting can work.
VazquezNYC 10 months ago