Sunday at Pitchfork. The Post-Rockist recollects….

1:00 p.m. Times New Viking (C)

Todd: Every time I play TNV’s Rip It Off for someone, I always hear the same complaint: “It’s too loud for my ears. They’re signed to Matador, why can’t they take advantage of more modern production techniques and add flutes and piccolos and dance beats to make it easier to listen to? I’m going to go read the AARP newsletter now.” Guess what? The way they sound on the record is exactly how they sound live. The Viking kids put on a really fun, noisy show with lots of references to being teenagers and doing drugs. Two of the greatest joys of youth.

The best part: when the drummer/vocalist brought his vocal mic directly into contact with the cymbal he was banging to create a fantastic racket on the loudspeakers. The sound guy rushed out because he thought something had fallen only to be shrugged off like the chump that he was. (Continued)

^{Jarvis Cocker}

Hi kids,

Todd and Scotter here. As some of you know, we’re based in St. Louis and Detroit respectively, but we made our first collective concert outing last weekend at the Pitchfork Music Festival. Like usual with these kinds of things, we’re a little behind the other blogs, but what we lack in timing we make up in making things up.

Here’s our report on Saturday’s festivities (many pretty pictures following the jump): (Continued)

Hello My Babys,

Scotter here. Well, the Pitchfork Muzak Festivale has come and gone and Todd and I are working feverishly (kind of) on a re-cap (sort of) of this past weekend’s events. We’ll have fotos and werds up shortly, but in the meantime, here’s a selection of pics of the big screen monitors the good folks at P4K provided when the sold-out crowd had the brazen audacity to keep us from getting the the front row to see our favorite bands from mere yards away. In the words of Stephanie Tanner, “How rude!”
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Thanks for clicking onto the site. We’re currently out of the office (read: aren’t at work blogging at our jobs when we could be doing the actual work we get paid for) (j/k if my boss is reading this. LOL). The Post-Rockist is at Pitchfork Music Festival.

Sadly, we’ll be commuting Friday night, so we’ll miss Mission of Burma, Sebadoh, and Public Enemy, but we’ll have our usual half-assed coverage for Saturday and Sunday, with pics and stories about whatever trouble we got into and updates on the bands and the fans.

Here’s what’s cool. Pitchfork will be streaming live much of the weekend festival here, so tune in and see if you can see us. We’ll be the ones in swimming trunks, parkas, and Native American head dress.

Here’s a quick list of some of the artists we’re really excited about seeing:

Saturday

Jay Reatard - “Blood Visions” (from Singles 06/07)
1:30 p.m., Stage A

Dizzee Rascal - “Wanna Be” (from Maths + English)
4:00 p.m., Stage C

The Hold Steady - “Slapped Actress” (from Stay Positive)
7:00 p.m., Stage A

Animal Collective - “Winter’s Love” (acoustic)
9:00 p.m., Stage A

Sunday

Times New Viking - “Times New Viking vs. Yo La Tengo” (from Rip It Off)
1:00 p.m., Stage C

King Khan & the Shrines - “Took My Lady To Dinner” (from The Supreme Genius Of)
3:15 p.m., Stage B

Spiritualized - “Electricity” (from Ladies and Gentlemen We Are Floating in Space)
7:00 p.m., Stage A

Dinosaur Jr. - “Feel the Pain” (from Without a Sound)
8:00 p.m., Stage C

Thanks very much for your clickage. We will get back to you upon our return. In the meantime, if you do dare, leave the most absurd, stupid, or weird comment in our comments section. We won’t have any access to the interwebs while we’re there, so feel free because we won’t be able to censor you until Monday morning.

Aces,

The Post-Rockist

^{The parking structure just off the main stage for George Clinton}

Friday

Millions of Brazilians

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The Comerica Cityfest 2008 has come and gone and I’m absolutely exhausted. I do win the 5-day attendance award, but not without losing some much-needed rest and 4th o’ July relaxation. But another great festival it was, and thanks to everyone at The New Center Council for making it happen–and for making the shows free–for the twentieth straight year. If you didn’t get a chance to pay for any of the food or drink that pays for the acts that you got to see for free, you can always put in your time by signing up to volunteer for something.

Well, I told you about Wednesday night already and tried to contribute some thoughtful ideas about The Zombies’ performance on Thursday (ideas which, I fear, may be misconstrued as negative), so here’s a recap of everything else I remember. Let me know if I forgot to remember something.
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^{Bass guitars without headstocks: Kind of lame}

The headliner for Thursday’s Comerica Cityfest was 60s rock legends The Zombies.

The Cityfest typically schedules at least one classic “Classic Rock” band every year to satisfy the Baby Boomers, and previous acts have included Cheap Trick, Eric Burden, and Ray Davies. I think this is a good practice and I’m happy to have the opportunity to see “oldies” bands for free. But this year, we of the non-Baby Boomer set didn’t get the kind of enjoyment that a free show would usually provide. Maybe it’s because The Zombies weren’t as influential as The Kinks. Maybe it’s because they aren’t an Indie guilty pleasure like Cheap Trick. Either way, they came across to the non-Baby Boomer set as (let me repeat what I heard) “flat,” “terrible,” “boring,” and most of all, “lame.”
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