Monday, April 23, 2018

The Residents

The show last night was all old hippies and the most beautiful 50-year-old women you've ever seen. It took place at a really nice venue with lots of leg room which was an active temple. The menorah on the side of the stage was a nice aesthetic touch.
So it was a big surprise when the band just stopped and said the neighbors complained about the noise and the cops were there. Concert over.
I'd never even been to a *party* shut down by the cops before.
The weird comic bit I think is just how mellow an audience this was. I mean, it's a San Fransisco band. And basically anyone under 35 was carded and told they needed better ID*
The costumes were great. I was expecting more costume changes but maybe those were going to happen later in the show? I enjoyed how the musicians sometimes had to adjust their beaks between songs. 


The singing was more Cookie-Monster than I'd expected. And the guitar was more '80's finger-tapping than I would have figured.
The backdrop matched the costumes. We met the tour's LD and I told him he did a great job. He told me he only had 8 instruments.
Almost exactly 37 years ago Pete Cenedella made me listen to the Residents in his dorm room at Solebury School. Which is kinda awesome.

*This is a lie but one that amuses me.

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