Guns N’ Roses promise to release their first new studio album in over 17 years at the end of this November.
We shall see.
You guys are much better at ripping off The Stones than Floyd.
First, I was incredibly bummed that I only caught the last few bars of The Kills. I can’t believe I missed them.
As for The Raconteurs, they’re very talented but does every song have to sound like an ADD mash-up of four Zepplin tunes? Relax, I’m not a hater but by the middle of their second set I kept asking myself, “didn’t they already play that song?”
And I’ve heard it!
Um… well… I want to say something positive… how about this: the first half of Beck’s set rocked and… um… it was a beautiful night to be at The Hollywood Bowl. Do I have to write more? No? Great. End transmission.
A beautiful Canadian.
I should mention that when I first got into Feist, I saw her perform at the Troubadour (take your first apartment and multiply it by 2, maybe 4). I was pressed right up against the stage, her “costume” was a pair of gold slippers and the defining adjective was “intimate.” For me, that’s the perfect way to see her.
At the Bowl, I was about a 1/3 of the way from the front, she was wearing a white rock star suit and she had these overhead hand-crafted projections that unrolled while she played. Um, yeah, I think I still prefer the first way I saw her.
But Sharon Jones & The Dap Kings opened for her and they rocked the goddamn house! Make every attempt to see them when they hit your town (and man, do they hit it).
Beer + Sharon Jones @ Hollywood Bowl = Awesome!
I’m sure I’m the last person to blog about this but I love the song and the video. Enjoy.
