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KIM $H MAN
LUNA, JIM WHITE
. June 19, 2002
40 Watt Club
Writing a live review is always a
dubious exercise While Luna and Jim
White V might play the 40 Watt again
one ol these days, the June 19 date was
a transitory, ephemeral experience Hit
never happen again And it struck each
person in attendance a bit ditterently,
depending on a lot ol ladors unrelated
to the show itself
Luna draws heavily on The Velvet
Underground, recreating that vibe ol
studied moody nonchalance with more
pop professionalism Considering the
relative inoftensiveness ol what it does.
Luna sure does draw a lot ohpassionate
reactions
gemstones from Romantica. the new
album, and prompted reconsideration ol
"Slash Your Tires,' an early hit which
sounds more humble and ioaded-ish
on record Bassist and occasional duet
partner Bntta Phillips has a charming
voice, and. with her Sunset Strip Barbie
looks, gave the geeks something to sali
vate over The gig was well-attended
continue doing so He bragged ol
kicking it with the band backstage He
referred to blue-eyed ringleader Dean
Warenam as a "guru" At one point.
Warcham Y addressed the man, asking
him "Don't you have a job 7 "
One fellow near the front ot the Wall
had been toliowmg Luna around this
great nation tor weeks and planned to
On the other
hand, i heard that
quite a lew peooie
were storming
around town the
lot lowing day
claiming that the show sucked " I'm no!
sure wnal their problem was The setlist
was The Davs 0* Our Nights intensive,
and that ain't everyone's favorite rackerd
The vocals were a bit shaky here and
there, but that's Luna
Wareham's guitar dominated the
mix. and deserved to It teased the
unassuming melodies out ot the real
and Luna sounded as good as anyone
had a right to expect, if not as transcen
dent as some hardcore Galaxte 500
holdovers might've hoped
And. by bringing along Jim White’s
oddball Southern grotesquene. the
show gave us something tresh to dis
cuss. White represents Pensacola.
Florida the way Lou Reed once repre
sented the East Village, with his stories
ol hard-luck characters looking lor a
way around and wondering whether or
not to trust their moral compasses His
between-song monologues balanced
righteous indignation and appropriately
detached humor, and his setup (he was
alone with his axe on stage, backed by
an entertainingly obnoxious drum
machine) made me wonder what the
fuck he was thinking—enough to spend
the next tew weeks spinning his latest
disc No Such Ptacn
Simply because you.ve tired ol Luna
doesn't mean <Cs objectively soured, like
Weezer So quit your Ditching If you
worship the band that s a tad unusual,
but weudness is good-when one con
siders the norm You could do worse
grasshopper
Emerson Dameron
ELVIS COSTELLO &
THE IMPOSTERS
June 24 2002
Chastain Park Atlanta
Elvis Costei'O is a rarity among
maiof artists While hes hugely influen
tial ne has never bowed to expecta
tions Over the past ten years alone, he
has veered mto the edges ol classical
opera and experimental pop He even
collaborated with schmaltz king (not an
insult) Burt Bacharach on a gorgeously-
tense record Now Elvis is back to rock
and roll
Tonight at Chastain, he reinvigo-
rated the masses with his acerbic
insights, barbs and the edge ot his
electric guitar Opening with the great
new track "45." Elvis set ott on a 25-
song journey through his entire career
While some of the new songs ("Spooky
Girlfriend' and Tart") lack the stream
lined power of his earlier work, others
("Dust.” Tear Ott Your Own Head,"
"Tart." ''Alibi") rose far beyond the
heights reached on When l Was Cruet
»
All the mafena 4 was fleshed out and
more fully iea. 4> ed The brand new title
track was truly exceptional Alter
pulsing through six or seven minutes, it
reached a disorienting, avant-garde
conclusion that had to be heard to be
believed To the chagrin of the passive
Costello tan, a lot ot the show featured
less familiar deep cuts such as "I Hope
You're Happy Now." "Tiny Steps’ and
"Uncomplicated" instead of "Allison"
and "Every Day I Write The Book"
which were conspicuously absent
During the lesser-known songs,
many of the audience members talked
amongst themselves and'pretty much
ignored the show It was a shame
Some of the coolest moments were
considered background to the biggest
chunk of the Chastain crowd They
missed some truiy inspiring stuff
because of their mditterence to any
thing not played to death when they
were in college
"All This Useless Beauty and
Beyond Belief" managed to garner
strong responses but every time a
classic like "I Don t Want To Go To
Chelsea' or "Watching The Detectives
was played, it was clear that the heart of
the crowd was with the most obvious
choices To my delight, the band was
perfect all night They wefe able to
follow the sharp turns that Elvis look
like stunt drivers
Keyboardist Steve Nieve was espe
cially vital Whether he was adding the
jaunt to "Pump It Up* or adding free
jazz touches to ‘Episode Of Blonde,* he
was the core to the sound of The
Imposters Ending with the double bar
reled kick ol "(What's So Funny) *8001
Peace Love And Understanding" and
"Radio Radio’ would've lifted the roof
oft had there been one. By this time, the
entire crowd was with Elvis and
wouldn't let him go until after he'd
dished out no less than three encores
The second one saw the list-raising
"Pump It Up.* but the final encore was
the stunner After "Lipstick Vogue." he
ran head first into the sparse, brutally
pamtul "I Want You" With only a dull
purple darkness shadowing the stage,
Costello's head floated in a yellowish
light No other lighting was necessary
As the song built little by little, the chills
on my arm built upon one another As
Elvis devolved into a passionate repeti
tion ol the "Did you call his name out"
section that ended in screaming (on
stage and ott). I realized that this perfor
mance was one ol the coolest things
I've ever been lucky enough to witness
An out of control solo followed that sent
dissonant notes flying past me This
caused me to temporarily lose my usu
ally jaded demeano*
There was no way lo follow "I Want
You" and luckily. Elvis was smart
enough to know it Alter more than two
hours. 1 was a bit numb . was a nice
numb
Chris McKay
VARIOUS ARTISTS
A Boy Named Sue Johnny Cash
Revisited
TrAont
A Worn r\*ve stylus drops artlessly
onto a warped scratched 45 A hollow
rrodrwge-heavy speaker crackles to life
tor the !*st time The Desert God
speaker
I broke m my first turntable mth 1
copy of Johnny Cash smgmg "The Little
Drummer Boy * a record my mom
lucked down knowing 4 was lucked
beyond any kjrtbw damage my system
could mAct This was toe first record *
ever owned So. if you've gotta blame an
entertainer for my wide-open range ot
psychological maladies, you'll have lo
go hack to the Man In Black Cash s
voice is a great emotional dehumidilier
To understate things considerably
J Cash sings of headache and loneli
ness No matter how sugary all his
material dissolves beyond recognition
‘into his btack coffee voce He writes a
lew lyrics here and there, but his mar
ketable skill has always been almost
hopelessly parched mterpreWion You
wouldn't catch, say, Leonard Cohen even
fantasizing about the fringes of ampheta
mine psychosis and profound isolation
Cash s characters navigate with detached
ease No mutators could hope to come
dose Theyd be immensely lucky to
transcend novetty m the attempt
This cot lection bongs together a
heterogeneous crew of Europeans per
forming pop electronic counfry and
reggae versions of songs written or
defined by Cash And there's a surreal
biographical monte from Alvaro, en
espanol I’ve nothing to add about teat
one
To teew cm*, most of these
ranches and mencheHes ride CashS
wave without affecting friendliness with
the master or stooping to cutesy parody
A lew contribute more or-less
faithful covers, such as Smokestack
Lightnin" ("Ring Of Fire" which can only
be taulted tor its obnoxious lyrical mi$-
emphasis) and Cow (a charmingly inno
cent duet on "Jackson") Hack Mack
Jackson re-recreates "Rusty Cage" with
more bubbling vitriol than s to be found
m Cash's disturbingly calm version on
Unchained, but less than in Sound-
garden s Zeppelin-on-crystal original
A handful ol these covers are worth
hewing stncfty on their own merits, out
side the tributary context Guzs propul
sive "Guess Things Happen That Way"
sounds like Mike Ness jamming with
Pere Ubu, and The Titman Rossmy
Quartet and Whils transform "Orange
Blossom Special" and “Thirteen."
respectively into sultry elegant Teutonic
pop with tust enough ol that subliminal
sadomasochism teal makes German
culture so compelling
I could see myself passing this
along to a youngn feUNe one distant
day. though l m not sure it would do tee
snapper enough psyche damage to be
worth my sacrifice of Bernadette U
Hengsts electro-boppm "Em Madchen
Namens Gerd “ (tnkont de)
WEEZER
Maladroit
Geffen
1994 was by and large a pretty
good year tor geeky jittery guitar rock
That Kurt Cobam's sincerity had uh,
backfired$0 severely created a collec
tive appetite lor goofy, diffident seff-
deprecanon. and Weezer was there when
the kids needed it The band's sett titled
94 debut may have ignored aH the mosl
basic laws of pop psychology m its
defusionalty naive lyncal masochism
but tee flavor was popptei and fnendker
than the creepy, ametodte sludge
Cobam's displaced tans were getting
from Mudhoney and company America
needed a humorously sefMoatemg ver
sion of The Cars, and got one
1996 was, by and large, a tucking
odious year for popular music in gen
eral littered with wretched albums from
otherwise decent bands and overhyped
gatbage from the decline ot the mid-90s
alt-rock signing frenzy In '96, Weezer
issued Pinkerton which, with ditties like
"Tired Ot Sex" and lyrics that compared
mushmouthed frentman Rivers Cuomo
to a gentle winged insect, didn't win it
any new converts But. in hindsight,
most diehard Weezer buffs will point to
this as their favorite album The fact that
it didn't make any concessions to pop
ular taste (or arguably taste m gen
eral—Cuomo's penchant tor romantic
bootticking isn't the sort ot thing I d want
my kids obsessed with), along with the
tact that not many people even the
preppies that had been sporting
"Weezer Ruck Music" tees a year earlier
bought it rendered it Property Ot The
Weezer Cult And it actually was a solid
rock record, deserving of all the praise it
did and didn't get
Thus cult would grow steadily as it
waited five years lor the tepid follow up
nicknamed "The Green Album" to dis
tinguish it from tee bands infinitely
superior maiden voyage Of course, tee
cutt dKknt have lo waif long for tee
equally tepid Maladroit but tee damage
is done ladies and gents The kids liked
Pinkerton largely because ft underap
preciatod The luds will tolerate
Maladroit, and probably many more dull
records just like it. because it's a
product ol Weezet
The record is too deadly somber to
be taken lightly (Rivers lays on the neg
ativity m mosl every song, particularly
"Keep Fishin’." "Slob" and "American
Gigolo’) and too cutesy to be taken seri
ously ("Dope Nose’ talks of “bustling)
itiymes." while the extremely faux sta
dium rock of "Death And Destruction"
gently tickles all the lifeless, atltuent
suburban whiners that wish their lives
were more like Heavy Metal Parking Lot.
out snicker at actual metaihnads)
Let it be known Weezer did rock
during tee '90s However hatt-torgotten
at its creative peak <n 96. Weezer stuck
around to phone it in, and is now such a
goddamn institution that its fans don’t
dare tump ship Sad
Oh PS. Let me issue tee following
pre-emptive reassurance to all tee
Rivers devotees mteose onion-skinned
egos will be hurt by any denunciation ot
their hero Considering my absurd loy
alty to James Bond ail these years
you re under no obligation to take my
opinion seriously (220 Colorado Ave
Santa Monica CA 90404)
timer ptays M the tk-Fi Buys
Amphitheater m AttanU on Monday
Jury 29
Emertftft Damaro*
JULY 24, 2002 • FLAGPOLE COM 25
CHRIS McKAY