In the great universe, in the cosmos of space, on this very earth there are few things that make you think, make you know, make you feel something special has happened. Something unique that will stay with you forever. Ladies and gentlemen I give you Pavement
. Yes, Pavement. Now and forever the greatest band of all time. You see, you could say I am a fan. A big fan. For a long time. In fact I have cherished memories of seeing this seminal band quite a few times live in the 90s. Memories that will stay with me forever. So after a decade away a reunion was met with equal parts trepidation and excitement. Would it be worth it? Would they be just going through the motions? Would it matter? You could say yes. Definitively.
Pavement tore apart the Enmore Theatre
Thursday night in their second show back. They were fresh and invigorating. Exciting and thrilling. Meaningful. From the opening chord of "Silence Kid" to the last song in their second encore they were amazing, incredible, superb. Everything to me and to you. Their energy was impressive, their passion undeniable and most importantly their joy unrestrained. They were loving every minute of the show. Feeding off the passion and delight from an ecstatic crowd. Yes the kings of slack were in touch and on song. So many highlights to mention from an unbelievable night, but here are a few. They played "Frontwards", which was a surprise and a total delight. "In The Mouth A Desert" was majestic and superb. "Trigger Cut" beat a hole in my heart. "Grounded" was breathtaking. "Unfair" was insane. "Zurich Is Stained" was hoped for and received with open arms. "Cut Your Hair" was sung loudly by EVERYONE in the theatre. "Summer Babe" was so good I think I lost my voice. "Gold Soundz" was wonderful and "Fight This Generation" was perfect to close the main set. Then we received two encores which included a wonderful "Shady Lane". Holy cow!
Just a great, great night! All of the band were great but I would like to especially mention Bob Nastanovich who must have gone close to losing his voice with the amount of screaming he does. He also plays a mean cowbell. Then there is the man. Stephen Malkmus. Perhaps the oddest, but most alluring front man in rock history. An incredibly gifted guitarist, despite stuffing up a couple of intros, he exudes a strange coolness. Sometimes he appears as if stoned, but then swings back into action. It is nearly impossible to take your eyes off of him. A magnetic leader of a timeless band. If you are undecided about seeing Pavement
this time around. Then decide now. See them. They might not come our way again.
Father To A Sister of Thought
In The Mouth A Desert
Elevate Me Later
Zurich Is Stained
Cut Your Hair
Conduit For Sale!
Fight This Generation
Spit On A Stranger
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