Category Archives: Live Music

I share my experiences from live music shows. Mostly in Pittsburgh but sometimes I journey forth into the wilds.

Tegan & Sara @ Stage AE – June 19th, 2014

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This was me when I found out rain had forced the Tegan & Sara show inside at Stage AE — without the Debbie Reynolds smooching, of course:     Now for my airing of thoughts, grievances and non-sequiturs to ponder. [the rumble] Is it just me, or do lesbians only go see acts featuring openly gay musicians? I’ve never seen… Read more »

Arctic Monkeys @ Stage AE – June 17th, 2014

Perhaps you read my tirade about outdoor live music in the post I wrote about the Mumford & Sons show last year. If you need a refresher, here ya go. Now to test out a new section of my live music commentaries. I’ll call it The Rumble. It’s really just an everyday Festivus-style airing of grievances.   [the rumble]  … Read more »

CHVRCHES @ Stage AE – June 11, 2014

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CHVRCHES @ Stage AE, June 11, 2014   Pittsburgh crowds rarely impress me for being *into* a show. Last night, I was impressed — not just with CHVRCHES — but with the crowd. I want you to recognize how monumental that admission really is. If there’s any deterrent to me enjoying a show, it’s almost always the crowd. It’s like… Read more »

Cloud Cult @ Mr. Smalls 4/13

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Cloud Cult might just be the real world equivalent of Wyld Stallyns. And even if aren’t, I’m comforted in knowing that there’s a band out there making music that thinks that music is going to one day save the world. Frontman Craig Minowa takes his shit seriously. No addressing the crowd except to acknowledge them briefly before each of their… Read more »

Franz Ferdinand @ Tower Theater: Upper Darby, PA

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Really, when it comes right down to it, is there anything better than a great guitar riff to get the blood flowing again? That riff, to a fan of Franz Ferdinand, is Pavlov’s bell. Calling it iconic might be overselling, but goddammit that’s how it felt. Universal. Iconic. Rejuvenating.