I went to see My Morning Jacket last night. If I recall correctly, I had mostly listened to their second to last album, ([At Dawn), so I was in for a few surprises. I was first struck by the bands appearance. By their second song I was thinking, "This has got to be the best music some dirty hippies have ever made, ever, period." But then it started to sink in, and vague memories of their most recent album,It Still Moves, started to surface in my post work day brain-melt: this isn't hippie music, it's that weird canadian southern rock thing, ala the Band and Neil Young. Voil! They didn't look crunchy, they looked tough!
Thus armed, I could then appreciate the spacey reverbed ballads that channelled Young, and even better appreciate the deep fried rockers, with appropriate guitar solos (reminiscent of live Skynyrd,sans overlongness, I hear tell,) without the cognitive dissonance between eyes and ears. They were great and transitioned between the jams and the heartstringtuggers seamlessly.
While channeling these influences (the Band, Neil Young, the Allman Brothers, Skynyrd) My Morning Jacket made it all their own, which became ultimately clear with their closing song, a cover so familiar I am still kicking myself for not being able to recall its name; they made it their own, and I know several others in the crowd had the same difficulty, despite my periodic polyphonic parapraxis and tip-of-the-tongue-troubles.
The point being: check out My Morning Jacket, recorded and/or live.
diggity
Thus armed, I could then appreciate the spacey reverbed ballads that channelled Young, and even better appreciate the deep fried rockers, with appropriate guitar solos (reminiscent of live Skynyrd,sans overlongness, I hear tell,) without the cognitive dissonance between eyes and ears. They were great and transitioned between the jams and the heartstringtuggers seamlessly.
While channeling these influences (the Band, Neil Young, the Allman Brothers, Skynyrd) My Morning Jacket made it all their own, which became ultimately clear with their closing song, a cover so familiar I am still kicking myself for not being able to recall its name; they made it their own, and I know several others in the crowd had the same difficulty, despite my periodic polyphonic parapraxis and tip-of-the-tongue-troubles.
The point being: check out My Morning Jacket, recorded and/or live.
diggity
thank you.