It often happens that there is more than one show a night that you want hit. But generally, you have to pick and choose what you see. However, this was not the case for a triple header, concert trifecta that I had so diligently planned out. The appetizer to my evening began with the Black and White Years, which Ice Cream Man will have an interview with coming soon. This was an early show so it allowed for plenty of time to make my entree show of the night: Crystal Castles.
Crystal Castles was playing a free show across the river in Greenpoint, Brooklyn, home to Studio B, Brooklyn’s big dance haven. I had witnessed the awing power of Crystal Castles at this venue in the past. Apparently so had a lot of other people because the line stretched around 3 blocks. Even after the doors were shut, faithful fans waited in line to hopefully gain entrance. The venue was packed to the brim and anticipation ran high, really high. As keyboard beat extraordinaire, Ethan Kath took stage, the screaming started and vocalist Alice Glass’ entrance tore the roof off the building. For the next solid hour, sweating, dancing, shouting & crowd surfing were to be had by the audience and Ms. Glass. The club got so hot and steamy the walls had condensation dripping. It was truly an indescribable experience; a spicy main course that left me thirsty for more.
Dessert was only a few blocks away. “A Morning with Modest Mouse” as it was dubbed. The show was announced only hours before and sold out faster than NSYNC in 1998. The show was slated to start at 1:30 which quickly became 2:30. The band seemed to dwarf the stage at the Music Hall of Williamsburg. The six member band was larger than life. And they played what they wanted. Old stuff, new stuff, anything that seemed appropriate; no “Float On.” Front man Issac Brock led the show along with guitarist powerhouse Johnny Marr to a 4:00 AM wrap-up, that left everyone thinking, “how am i going to get up and go to work tomorrow?” At one point Brock jumped into the crowd and got plain rowdy, stirring up the already pumped crowd. When it was all over, I felt satisfied and full, leaving me in a true music coma.
