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M.I.A- Paper Planes (relevant still)

Posted in News with tags , , , , , , , on Sunday, October 19, 2014 by sir minivan dad

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Father John Misty At First Avenue

Posted in Art, Life Perspectives from T.S. Niebeling, Mind Inversion Exclusive, Reviews, Video with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on Wednesday, May 22, 2013 by sir minivan dad

Last night I experienced something so unforgettable and so mind-blowing that I am just happy to share with the readers on Mindinversion.net.  I love music so much, yet I find it incredibly hard to write to an audience while being succinct, to the point, factual-in great depth, and at the same time remain fair, interesting, and unbiased. Like, this is what I truly listen to.  I am not just pushing this to promote someone I know. So when I come across an experience such as this I must share.  I am going to avoid the small details, not do a bio, and stick to what I know in this piece-I am going to stick to the subjective perspective of the audience member involved:  Me.

 

Let me preface by saying, I had little knowledge of Father John Misty before the show itself.  In fact, I had only heard a few songs of his on The Current, and I had read a brief bio (forwarded through email by a friend), or intro, or something in a local magazine.  The point is not that I knew of Father John Misty before going to the show, or that I was a mega-fan, or to write an A&E biography of the guy, the point is that if you have the opportunity to see Father John Misty, or you haven’t heard of his music, you should.  He is the shit, and that is what’s happening.

 

Last night I attended a Father John Misty show at First Avenue, and I was stunned by the sound, the performance, the vulgarities, the honesty, the attraction, the allure, and the general idea of Father John Misty himself.  He is a simple paradox, a dichotomy of a human being, a split personality of oneself, a diversity of contrast, not to be oxymoronic or redundant.  He is the embodiment of a true performer, one of very very few existing on earth.

 

My significant other had purchased tickets a few months back and had expressed that I could join if I cared to.  I accepted the offer, thankfully.  As now I am writing about something amazing that happened in my life.

 

We biked to First Ave. from NE Minneapolis, in the rain.  Arriving at around 9 PM, obviating the opening band, Solid Gold (for no apparent reason at all). We arrived wet and soaked to the bone.  After entering we promptly ordered whiskeys and gazed over the massive sold-out crowd of the main room floor.  Walking towards the stage we found a spot near the right side, just above the lower-level standing room area, and watched as the roadies set the stage for what was going to be a show.  After 15 minutes of waiting the band entered the room to a roar, the floor lights went dim and a spotlight hit the man at center stage. The show was on, and this is what transpired, in broken prose and obscure paragraphs:

 

Electric rock blues country indie psychedelic sound with 100% heart within the live performance.  Haunting, chilling, numbing, and genuinely real.  Sorrow was on display.  Realism was tangible.  A dark gospel was in session.

 

Father John Misty, the true performer.  Like Mercury and Morrison on stage; at times pure evil, at times sultan of seduction, at times almost bringing you to tears, or terror, and all at once, had you laughing moments later.

 

He performed the hits, some new material, and even for an encore (1 of the 3 songs) pleaser he did a rendition of The Beatles’, Happiness Is a Warm Gun.

 

His [Father John Misty] antics and ad-libs added to the amusement and brought humor and a human aspect to the set: pokes on Prince, America, and humanity rang true and effective.  I felt like I knew him by the end.  At the start I wasn’t sure if I was even a fan, at the conclusion I knew I had seen something amazing, and I needed to delve more into his musical catalog.  Fantastic.

 

Authentic, yet almost vulnerable on stage, something that garnered an emotional cord with the crowd; I was moved at his artistry and the way the lighting made the theatre on stage come alive; I was not just at a concert, I was on a journey. Father John Misty at the helm.

 

At one point, during Hollywood Forever Cemetery Sings, one of the best songs of the evening, I thought someone (Father John Misty himself) was going to choke on a mic cord; however, not to worry all was crescendo, breakdown, and lights after that.  There was an encore with 3 songs (as mentioned above) and that was it.  I stood in awe.  I was impressed.

 

End of What Transpired.

 

All that said, Father John Misty is a talented live performer.  The set he created delivered to someone who was an ignorant fan, even the backdrop was well-done.  His material has been on the radio for some time, I’ll be it more tame and polished than at the live show, but what the performance offered in dark and grit was a catalytic reflection of the manifestation of artist from album to live performance.  If you have a chance to see Father John Misty, or you haven’t purchased the album, I suggest you get on that.  Father John Misty has given us some very interesting and relatable art to listen to, however subtle and manipulated on the record, a great listen all around.

 

Father John Misty is a true performer, a real performer, someone who can put on a captivating show and not fret about reviews.  He may have shocked an awed, but he is a true artist from what I have seen.  Now, have a look for yourself.

 

 

 

 

Sean Anonymous; 331 Block Party and Anonymo E.P. Wavs

Posted in Culture, Local Love, Music Discovery, Video with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on Tuesday, July 24, 2012 by sir minivan dad

You are probably reading this because it is made out of words.  I digress.

The real story:

I worked all weekend; however, I found out earlier on friday about the numerous block parties happening over the next couple of days.  Where there is a will there is a way, its hard to stop when there is so much going on around you.  Luckily, I was at block parties all weekend getting drunk, having promiscuous sex on bridges near downtown, and checking out supremely awesome hip-hop acts.

Um, if you haven’t attended a block party in Minneapolis you don’t know what it is like to have an exclusively progressive music scene in your area.  There are girls, music, booze, and tons of sights to take in and process.

I saw more fresh acts this weekend, with great potential, than I have in the recent years, and it was mostly free and very close to Downtown Minneapolis.  I think I might’ve paid $10 for a ticket, unlimited beer, and I even got VIP access on accident.  Whoops!  My bad, but it was really good.  These are social events to take advantage of and respect.

Summer time in Minneapolis is like this:  Work a little, drink a lot, check out the block parties and what’s kicking with local musicians, and ride bike.  Your favorite artists are everywhere, even in the crowd.  Go and make friends.  I would say it is a perfect city if you are interested in art, fun times, and music in any way at all.  Come see what we got.

I was at The 331 this last weekend drinking and listening to an act I had not heard before, a hip-hop artist by the name of Sean Anonymous.  So good, with such a sick-chill-awesome flow and the ability to rock the crowd.  I was impressed and really happy that I had taken advantage of the free block party show at The 331.  

There were classic cars, insane motorcycles, and art on display throughout the block, and around the back of the bar people gathered near a stage in preparation of the show.

Sean Anonymous has much empathy in his songwriting, and a realistic relatable idea behind it.  His energy on stage was powerful, he had some guest acts, and a personality that was fun to take in from concert venue viewpoint.  If you get a chance check him out at:  Sean Anonymous Facebook , Sean Anonymous Twitter Handle .

I met Sean in the crowd after his set (or rather in VIP, above at he Thrifty Hipster Headquarters) and gave him my credentials, talked with him over some beer for a few moments.  Asked for a CD, and joyously thanked him for hooking it up.  Said mad respect, and here I sit listening, and I like what I hear.

In the album, Anonymo, he really goes into detail on how, and what its like to be a struggling artist.  The hoops you have to go through.  The beats on the album are bumping, the production is well rounded and interesting.  Its fresh, heavy, and gangsteresque, with a tongue-in-cheek Minnesota nice feel, but in a passive aggressive way.  This 7 track album is packed with creativity, intellectual understanding, and a head-bobbing feel, ya feel me?  If you have a chance, give Sean Anonymous a listen, get his CD.  I love the representation of Minneapolis that he facilitates throughout Anonymo.  Honest and down to earth.  Honestly worth being heard.  No bullshit.

Highlights of the album:  Mostly all of the songs.  1. Fast Forward, 4.  Alright, and all the others beyond that are standout quality songs.

Lows:  There aren’t many lows.  Sean is representing Minneapolis, flowing like a fountain, and banging beats like I’m banging someone’s girlfriend or mother.  But really its good.  A real and personal artist with a great stage presence, worthy of an audience.  I look forward to the next show.