I can’t remember when the Coachella Music and Arts Festival started, but it’s been going on for at least 8-9 years. Maybe longer, I just don’t know and I’m to lazy to look up a wiki to find out that answer. I do know that Coachella has become quite a popular festival over this time and many bands come from far away to play. While I’ve never been to Coachella and really and don’t ever plan on going (this is the second time The Cure has played), the effects of Coachella are felt far away in Seattle.

Just looking at the main acts you can see that this festival has a lot going on and gets some good bands. Although this year with Paul McCartney on the bill, I think it loses some cred, but that is just me. Now if it was the rest of the Beatles, that would be something different, but Paul doesn’t strike me as the type of guy that would be playing Coachella since when he does tour he charges an arm, a leg, and your first newborn to see him–OK, maybe not the newborn, that honor would probably go to Barbara Streistand or something, but I think you catch my drift.
Since all these bands are coming out to California in April, inevitably that leads to a west coast our if not a full blown tour of the US for many of the acts and this is where the Coachella effect hits me in the Pacific Northwest–too many bands play during the month of April. If it was spread out a bit more, that would be super, but it isn’t.
Last week, I was at four different shows. Four great shows, but they all add up. Of course, one of the shows wasn’t really Coachella related and I’m not sure Travis is playing Coachella at all, but still because of Coachella I’m left scrambling trying to decide what shows to attend and which shows to skip.
Take for example, this week.
Tonight I’m going to Glasvegas with Brian (and I could just as easilly be doing Franz Ferdinand or Turbonegro–Andreas and Anna really like them–but I had by Glasvegas ticket before the others were announced. Glasvegas is a good band that isn’t really doing anything all that new, but I like them. They played the Chop Suey back in January and are now back in Seattle for a larger gig–although I don’t think tonight’s show is a sell out or anything.
Glasvegas builds a wall of sound that fills your body with music, then you find yourself singing along to their chorus, and by the end of the song wanting even more. To me they have some classic songs and while their album is good, some songs work better than others. Personally, I hope they play there two bonus tracks included on the US release of their CD as I find them quite good. I doubt that will happen and I don’t think this show will last longer than an hour, but that is alright with me especially if I can catch that 12:15 ferry home. I love it when I can catch that early ferry. Here’s The Stranger weighing in on Tonights show:
Glasvegas, Von Iva
(Neumos) Glasvegas’s excellent self-titled debut is full of big, soaring, cathartically slushy rock songs that beg to be sung along to—at the band’s live shows (which are also excellent), in the shower, while jogging (“Go Square Go” will cause you to run too fast and break your ankle, but it will be worth it). Singer/guitarist/former footballer James Allan sings with a Scottish accent and a terrifically overblown sense of melancholy that are, in combination, totally swoonworthy (also, I am somehow completely charmed rather than put off by the band’s silly greaser aesthetic and Allan’s pomaded shelf of hair). And the band bathes his songs in walls of sound and washes of reverb that should make Phil Spector and the Jesus and Mary Chain proud. Of their many fine songs, I’m currently most taken with the anthemic, airborne single “Geraldine.” ERIC GRANDY”
Tomorrow night in town is another British buzz band called Late of the Pier. I’d really like to see them, but not sure I can pull it off. I’ll probably try, but let’s look at shows for the rest of the week as well, to put this into perspective of why the Coachella effect is bad for me.
Thursday night El Ten Eleven rolls through town and they aren’t playing Coachella, but since the Coachella effect is in place, it makes hitting smaller or local bands hard to hit. Last week, I missed Wavves (a band I just found out about) and Born Anchor (a Seattle band that I just found out about as well). If I wasn’t trying to figure out how to get to the Coachella bands running through town, I may have found out about those other bands playing sooner or at least before they played their show in Seattle!
Late of the Pier plays tomorrow and while the local press has mentioned the opening band The Whips more than Late of the Pier, I find Late of the Pier to be the superior band. But what do I know?
Here’s what the Seattle Weekly says:
The Whip ~ Tuesday, April 14
On their debut disc, X Marks Destination (released March 3), UK-based dance/rock quartet the Whip emphasizes instrument-fueled musicianship as much as machine-powered mechanization. It’s a combo that makes for potent, refreshing listening, reflecting lead singer/guitarist Bruce Carter and keyboardist Danny Saville’s background in the band Nylon Pylon, as well as their previous lives as club promoters. Think Fleetwood Mac meets Felix da Housecat. Rave-rock opener “Trash” loops fuzz and bass around a teenage anthem-style hook that proclaims “I wanna be trash!” More dance-centric jams include “Fire,” a blazing inferno of feedback and metallic pulsation, and “Sister Siam,” a sonorous electro-fied reconfiguration of a Nylon Pylon tune. The Whip aren’t the next big thing, but they’ll make you pine for some E. With Late of the Pier. Chop Suey, 1325 E. Madison St., 324-8000. 8 p.m. $12.50 adv./$14 DOS. ” And again, not only does Seattle Weekly concentrate on The Whip, but so does the Stranger:
Tuesday 4/14
Late of the Pier, the Whip
(Chop Suey) First of all, let’s take a moment to remember Jared Warren, Joe Preston, and Scott Jernigan’s excellent band the Whip (RIP). This is not that band. Rather, this Whip are a foursome from Manchester, England, that carry that city’s legacy of meshing vocal rock and electronic dance music on to pleasant but not always remarkable ends—certainly good enough to get a dance floor moving at peak hour, but maybe a little hard to recall all that well through the next morning’s hangover. Depending on what dance floors you frequent (and, I suppose, the severity of your hangovers), you may know the Whip from their breakout 2006 single “Trash” (or its many remixes), a catchy, would-be-sing-along (“I wanna be trash” would be the sing-along part, not “And I have become the trigger for your gun”), which opens their hit-and-miss new album, X Marks Destination. ERIC GRANDY
So, it could be a good show. I may just have to go. You only live once and I can Sleep When I’m Dead as I recently told Brian.