“I don’t have anything prepared, but I’m here…” Purdy remarked as he looked over to a stool that held a bottle of water, a cup full of amber liquid and his notebook. And with that, we embarked on an evening of music that brings people together not just for enjoyment, but for a reason. I’ve previously babbled on extensively about Joe Purdy’s ability to draw a crowd in and keep every ear and eye attentive to his performance, and this past Sunday night at Brighton Music Hall was no different. But I feel that there’s a clarification that needs to…
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On March 29th two of the Music Savage crew, and what seemed like the rest of Boston, packed in tightly at the Royale for one helluva show. We all knew what was in store for us that Tuesday evening but everyone’s expectations were completely destroyed from the knockout blow delivered by the one-two punch of Pure Bathing Culture and Lucius. Having seen Lucius a few times before, most recently at 2014’s Newport Folk Festival, I had been in a crowd of adoring fans that knew all the words by heart, but the Royale audience took the adoration cake for the…
Leave a CommentHalfway through “Festival,” a track that initially waves gently to and fro, Jónsi crescendos an “ooooooooh” then lets it fade away. At Boston University’s Agganis Arena, that slipping towards stillness was sung past the point of absurdity. Surely there must have been a peddled effect that extended the note, surely that was the case. Or, some unseen sprite must have echoed the haunting vowel past the point of lung capacity. Yet, whatever Íslenska magic formed this surreal tremolo everyone knew what was about to happen- from this momentary silence, a throbbing bass line punched the ethereal into celebration. I’ve often wondered if Sigur Rós is…
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