Fleet Foxes at the Independent 9/19/08

I was lucky enough to get tickets to see the Fleet Foxes at the Independent last night. The secret is buying tickets the day they go on sale, and not waiting until a week before the show. Just so you know.

We got there just in time for Sleepy Sun, a San Francisco group who channel sixties psychadelica. www.myspace.com/sleepysun. It was a little awkward, because they were totally feeling it, like rocking out, and the crowd was pretty indifferent. So here they are having a musical orgasm, and the crowd is like, meh.

After that, this guy with brill creamed hair came out. His name is Frank Fairfield, and he played a bunch of old bluegrass and blues. He was basically a Folkways album in person. It was pretty cool, but after a few songs the crowd got kind of over it, and started talking over him.

www.myspace.com/frankfairfield

Finally, the Fleet Foxes went on. They are some longhaired bastards. They sounded amazing. The only downside was that they had to tune between each track, so there was a lot of loading time. Their whole deal is so seventies that I sort of wanted to go get some fondue in my geodesic dome afterwards. I think it's sincere, though, and not affected. They really are a bunch of longhairs who like vocal harmonizing.

It was a crazy night for shows - My Morning Jacket was at the Greek, and Miss Kittin and the Hacker was at the Mezzanine.