Click the photo to view our Sasquatch! slideshows. Photos by Renee McMahon.
Bjork, Arcade Fire Where: Main Stage, Sasquatch! When: 9:30ish till Bjork got old (about four songs) Would Meatface Approve? Yes and no. He'd love Arcade Fire, but not Bjork.
Why didn't anyone tell me?
How have I been so ignorant?
The Arcade Fire's set tonight was easily the best show I've seen in a year. And I was expecting nothing. I had no preconceived notions about how this family of a band would translate live. The records, Neon Bible included, have nothing on the show. But that's to be expected.
You can't capture the essence of a stageful of musicians swapping instruments, singing through megaphones, and hurling drums in the air like they were pancakes at a firehouse fund raiser. It was emotionally draining to live through that many climactic songs that did not disappoint. And when the set was done, the thinning crowd to a joint drag from a Marlb Red. It was good for me.
Bjork on the other hand was ... ok, there was nothing wrong with the woman's set, or at least what I saw of it. I'm not above admitting that I bailed early, which is something of a testament to how much she moved me.
The first track was good. The Icelandic princess took the stage in what looked like an oversized mop, and was flanked by an orchestra of Teletubbies. I'm glad I rushed back to my room, and another dinner of Ranier and a Hungry Man.
Obviously this was my first Bjork and Arcade Fire performances. But, I feel like I went in a little jaded on the Bjork end to begin with. I haven't gotten giddy over anything I've ever heard from her. So, I expected little.
Click the photo to view our Sasquatch! slideshows, including one of Bjork. All photos by Renee McMahon.