How often does a band make you cry? How often does a performance make you feel that there is no place in the world you'd rather be? How often do you feel lucky to be in the presence of music you know will one day make more than just the handful of onlookers around you sing with joy? In the music world, those moments are far and few between and in my world, it hardly ever happens. But Tuesday night, it did.
I came to Dallas this week to... Well the party line is to visit my grandparents, which is about half true. The other half of that truth is that a band I saw at the Union Hall Halloween party I djed caught both my imagination and my heart so when it came time to book my ticket to do my granddaughterly duty this month, having my time here overlap when that band came through Dallas on their tour was fortuitous to say the least. But as the week has progressed, that initial reasoning has becoming more and more distant and last night, sitting on a dirty couch, in a dirty bar listening to the sublime The Physics of Meaning for the second night in a row, my grandparents, asleep in their bed at 9pm, was all but a faint memory.
The Physics of Meaning is really just Daniel Hart, sometimes band member of John Vanderslice and St. Vincent and life-time member of The Polyphonic Spree. Daniel was classically trained in the violin as a child and fell in love with the theatre as a teenager. His music is a reflection of those two loves, with intricate violin solos and gorgeous little tales woven throughout his songs about travel and home, both finding it and leaving it. Each set starts with all the band members on the floor but Daniel, who stands tall and graceful, mop of wavy brown hair over his eyes, as he saws his heart into his violin. As the violin solo comes to a close, the guitars and bass stand and join in the rapturous song. The set ends much the same way it began, booked marked with a haunting and stunning solo as the rest of the band slowly fade away.
The Physics of Meaning's cast of characters often changes but on this tour there is Eric and Wylie on guitar, Chris (Pattern is Movement outta Philly) on drums and Wil (lead singer of the awesome Knoxville based Senryu) on bass and the harmonies. They are all hilarious, beautiful and amazing people. I hated for them to leave me on the remainder of their tour. If you happen to see one of their shows as they wrap up their journey, make sure to buy them a drink (or a taco or something) and beg a few minutes time. And ask Eric to tell you the horse joke.
I came to Dallas this week to... Well the party line is to visit my grandparents, which is about half true. The other half of that truth is that a band I saw at the Union Hall Halloween party I djed caught both my imagination and my heart so when it came time to book my ticket to do my granddaughterly duty this month, having my time here overlap when that band came through Dallas on their tour was fortuitous to say the least. But as the week has progressed, that initial reasoning has becoming more and more distant and last night, sitting on a dirty couch, in a dirty bar listening to the sublime The Physics of Meaning for the second night in a row, my grandparents, asleep in their bed at 9pm, was all but a faint memory.
The Physics of Meaning is really just Daniel Hart, sometimes band member of John Vanderslice and St. Vincent and life-time member of The Polyphonic Spree. Daniel was classically trained in the violin as a child and fell in love with the theatre as a teenager. His music is a reflection of those two loves, with intricate violin solos and gorgeous little tales woven throughout his songs about travel and home, both finding it and leaving it. Each set starts with all the band members on the floor but Daniel, who stands tall and graceful, mop of wavy brown hair over his eyes, as he saws his heart into his violin. As the violin solo comes to a close, the guitars and bass stand and join in the rapturous song. The set ends much the same way it began, booked marked with a haunting and stunning solo as the rest of the band slowly fade away.
The Physics of Meaning's cast of characters often changes but on this tour there is Eric and Wylie on guitar, Chris (Pattern is Movement outta Philly) on drums and Wil (lead singer of the awesome Knoxville based Senryu) on bass and the harmonies. They are all hilarious, beautiful and amazing people. I hated for them to leave me on the remainder of their tour. If you happen to see one of their shows as they wrap up their journey, make sure to buy them a drink (or a taco or something) and beg a few minutes time. And ask Eric to tell you the horse joke.
| The Conservatory | |||
| Low Key | |||
| The 5 Spot | |||
| The Pilot Light | |||
| Square One |
I have some amazing pictures from last night but unfortunately, they are all stuck on my camera and will be there until Saturday night when I get home to New York. In the mean time, revel at the beauty that is The Physics of Meaning album cover and do yourself favour and go buy a copy.
Update: Just found this link of 'Small towns and invisible people.' DOWNLOAD IT and then buy the album!
0 comments:
Post a Comment