“Now that’s a Fuckin’ Rock Band”

(sorry about the shit quality pic folks-the Blackberry Storm has the brightest flash on the planet making discreet photo snapping next to impossible)

I caught a great, GREAT show last night at the Bowery Ballroom and feel the need to share the love with the Blogosphere.  So I’ve been jammin’ out on The Dodo’s new album “Time to Die” since they hosted it (along with videos of the boys shootin’ the shit and lookin fooooine in the process) on their website this summer.  I nabbed tix to the show early, which was lucky for me because it ended up selling out.

So I cruised to the show with my girl Hillary.   The two of us Colorado girls totally got down on the uber-fun island jamrock beats of New Zealanders The Ruby Suns.  Their set was short but Sha-WEET and came complete with set props that conjured memories of Jamaican beach getaways. A great light hearted warmup for the main event.

The Dodos set completely rocked my life. Watching Meric Long play guitar with such intensity had me mesmerized to begin with, but when the group shut the lights and he whipped out gloves with LED lights in the fingertips he nearly blew my mind.  Long then preceded to whip out some crazy cool moves with Keaton Snyder on the vibraphone and I was beyond smitten.  By the time the end of their set rolled around they had nearly the entire crowd of hipsters hand-clapping and head-bobbing. They also had the early-40-something drunk guy behind me dancing his brains out.  I couldn’t tell if it was the pre-show Sierra Nevadas or just the complete awesomeness of the show that had me permagrinning and dancing along with him-but of course I didn’t care. The set came to a close-as all good things must-with a euphoric roar from the crowd and drunky screaming in my ear “Now THAT’s a Fuckin’ Rock Band.”

The one’s for you drunky-sealed with a kiss and a big fat “I concur”