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Being Just a Tad Anal With the Details

In the movie Rachel Getting Married the film takes place in this wonderful old house that has hallways filled with old albums and rock posters. The movie is well-done but Wonder Boy and I kept getting distracted by that hallway. And how much we were coveting it and plotting ways to replicate it.

We live in a house built in 1900 with fabulous high ceilings and thick, rich moldings. Our stairway is steep with a sharp turn and lots of wall space just screaming for things to be hung on it. So naturally we knew it would be covered in something related to music.

For the last several years we have been collecting rock posters and framing them all with the same classic, black metal frame so they  match, sort of. We have some criteria as to what we will buy and what we won’t because this can be a pricey venture:

  • We both attended the show or, if only one of us did, that person LOVED it
  • The concert AND the poster is cool
  • Not required, but chances are the poster is a sikscreened
  • Bonus points for posters that are signed and numbered
This hasn’t ruled out as many as you would think. While we’ve had some hung for a while now, I just added the newest batch of five and they look great. (And they should. It took way to long to get those suckers to line up just so, but I was determined. And lord knows if they didn’t line up, my anal retentive self would notice it every day!) Check out all the empty space on the wall, though. We have so many more concerts to attend!
My favorite poster is the one that’s not a rock poster at all. Can you spot it?
Second row, second to the right. That’s the wedding invitation Wonder Boy and I had designed to look just like a rock poster. It fits in perfect and gives us an opportunity to reminisce every time we go up our stairway.
This post originally appeared on Kate’s Point of View. © Kate. All rights reserved.

Posturing as Indie Cool

This past weekend I went to check out some bands on Fountain Square. Primarily I was there to catch Soapland, featuring my friend Ice Cream for Lunch. The band was great, although how they survived the temperature, I may never know.

I love these rock summer shows because all the cooler than cool indie kids come out in full effect and you get to see them sporting chic outfits, crazy tatts and bored facial expressions so no one mistakes their emotions for enthusiasm.

I used to love these exclusive-seeming moments, trying to fit in with the cool kids. I now recognize the events for what they are – a lot of people posturing.

Except for this guy. Who we saw on the square. What the heck.

This post originally appeared on Kate’s Point of View. © Kate. All rights reserved.

The Concert Trifecta: Josh Ritter

For the final leg of the concert trifecta Wonder Boy and I left Columbus for Cincinnati, Ohio, so we could see our third concert on three consecutive nights in three different cities. For both of us this was our fourth time seeing Josh Ritter play and we knew we would not be disappointed. In fact, we had already seen him play on this tour down in Louisville, Kentucky, so we thought this show would just be an extension of that great evening.

We ate dinner across from the venue and then headed over to the 20th Century Theater right when doors were supposed to open thinking we would get a better place to stand or sit. The doors had opened early and the place was already packed for the sold out show. We got to see several friends who all teased me about my crush on Josh Ritter but I defended my stance. He’s the happiest, most gracious performer I have ever seen and when he plays he makes you just want to get up and dance. Lyrically his songs are amazing and musically the entire band is so talented.

The show might have been the best one we’ve seen for Josh Ritter yet. At one point he slipped into a Talking Heads song. At another he had everyone in the audience grab a partner and slow dance grade-school-dance-style. For one of my friends this was his first Josh Ritter show and he summed things up perfectly with two comments.

  1. “I keep thinking this is the lat song and then he keeps going!”
  2. “Is he always like this? Is this legit?”
Josh Ritter is always good, completely legit and I claim my crush, thankyouverymuch.
This post originally appeared on Kate’s Point of View. © Kate. All rights reserved.

The Concert Trifecta: Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes

For day two of the concert trifecta, a venture where Wonder Boy and I would see concerts on three consecutive nights in three different cuties, we left Nashville, Tennessee, for Columbus, Ohio. We were stoked to see Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes because we had seen them so recently and they had been fabulous.

After we checked in at our hotel, we headed down to the Short North District to meet our front DPG for dinner. Before I go into details about concert, which is the main point of my post, I need to diverge for a moment.

What happened to the Short North? People, how could you let this happen??? When I left college, one of my best friends, Delicious, moved to Columbus. He was immediately drawn to the Short North because it was full of cool, young people and had a great hipster vibe. Now it seems to draw all sorts of pretentious douche bags. Barf. Later in the evening we drive down High Street for our show and I know that the street has been “improved” but barf again! Why do people prefer some genetic, gentrified nonsense over genuine charm?!??

But I digress.

So, we ate with DPG and heard about his job and the baby that is on the way. We ate entirely too much grease and realized how much more time we all need to get together, shortly after which we realized we needed to scoot to get to the show. The irony.

The concert was Newport Music Hall, which is nice but no Ryman Auditorium. The show was sold out, as it should have been. Wonder Boy and I were able to snag great seats up at the top of the venue and get an ariel view of the stage. Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes were really on a good run that night. They came out posing as another band and were their own opening act and sounded awesome playing songs that no one knew. Next they came out as themselves. Maybe they were tired. Certainly drugs were involved. The show spiraled quickly into a mess. Most of the band kept their stuff together but the lead singer was cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs. At one point he HID while the rest of the band kept playing. Then he came back out on stage and said, “I’m back! They’ve all been here the whole time but now I’m back!”

The crowd was crazy for Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes but Wonder Boy and I were disappointed. I won’y go so far as to say it was an awful show or a bad show, but it wasn’t their best work by any stretch.

This post originally appeared on Kate’s Point of View. © Kate. All rights reserved.

The Concert Trifecta: Crowded House

Earlier this week Wonder Boy and I embarked on the concert trifecta. We wanted to see three concerts on three consecutive nights, all in different cities. Concert number one was Crowded House in Nashville, Tennessee, at the Ryman Auditorium. This was my first experience seeing a show at the Ryman but I’ve heard about it many, many times. “It’s a religious experience to see a show there.” That’s the same line I’ve heard from everyone.  And you know what? It’s true.

When you enter the building and are greeted with a statue of Minnie Pearl and Roy Acuff you know that history has occurred here. Little historical gems are preserved around each corner. Autographed concert posters, stage outfits, architectural details. The place can give you chills!

For the show we had balcony seats. For some places that might be a downer, but not at the Ryman. It only seats about 2,500 people and we felt like we were right in front of the band. We were! I know Wonder Boy was in heaven seeing Crowded House, one of his favorite bands. It was his fourth time seeing them and the second time to see them perform at the Ryman. This only my second Crowded House show but it was excellent. They’ve been together so long and the members know each other so well that the act goes off like the art  it is.

This post originally appeared on Kate’s Point of View. © Kate. All rights reserved.

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