Please don’t call me Pitchfork, but a couple weeks ago I bought tickets to the sold out Washed Out show that took place last night. I rarely purchase in advance for things like this, but after receiving a cautionary email from r5, something along the lines of “only 40 tix left so don’t sleep,” I promptly obeyed Sean Agnew, biked over to AKA music, and bought 2 of the remaining $10 tickets. Since then, my friend Chris and I have been totally music nerding out about the upcoming show. It was both of our facebook statuses yesterday. With the risk of sounding like an asshole, I should explain that I grew up a total r5 kid and during college was a devoted member of our kick-ass concert board. Needless to say, I’ve seen and booked a lot of touring bands in my day. I guess what I’m trying to emphasize here is how much I was looking forward to this show. And, of course, I was totally disappointed!
The show was at the Barbary, so I prepared myself for the 2 hour delay that I have experienced every time I’ve seen a show there. It’s never a big deal as long as I have a few cold ones to keep me company. Last night was no exception, but there was one big difference, Amanda Blank was having her surprise Philebrity birthday party there at 10 pm, thus the early start time of 7. Obviously, Ernest Greene the little Southern diva of Washed Out was 3 1/2 hours late. He, along with the supporting acts (Small Black & Paper Planes) played for I kid you not, 15 minutes each. Washed Out performed most of his 2009 EP Life of Leisure, nothing from his unreleased High Times*, and both openers sucked to high heaven (even after 3 beers). Washed Out, though rushed was dance-worthy and fun, but I’m sorry where is my free PBR? Dear r5 & The Barbary, you screwed up and our relationship will never be the same. Good job.
* Don’t worry, I shared a track from the album with you today.
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