ITS ALL THAT WE CAN DO: FOALS @ BOWERY APRIL 24

Spring is in the air, which means its time for a Foals concert obviously. I had forgotten the simple pleasure of being able to walk to a concert without freezing your ass off. My friend Annie and I went to Cosmic Cantina before the concert and can I just say it was some of the freshest bestest mexican food ever? Its all organic and delicious and full of yum. It was the perfect complement to the perfect weather that I basically wanted to make love to, but it didn’t really prepare us for the sweaty pit of Foals madness.

We missed the first opening band, but I ran into my friend Keith from the awesome band A Million Years, and he said that they were called Telepathe and they were “really horrible and boring”. Since Keith and I have very similar music taste, I trust his opinion. I wish his band had been opening. Because they rule.

The second band we were there to see and they were called The Epochs and I really couldn’t decide if I liked them or not. They had moments where I kind of just sounded like they were making a lot of okay sounding noise and added some creepy vocals over the top, but then they would have these moments of total epic-ness where if sound could explode, I think it would have exploded. I used to think that I really didn’t like prog-ish rock very much but lately I’ve really been getting off on the jamming parts of shows so pretty soon you might find me learning Stairway to Heaven on my guitar and listening to The Wall.

When Foals took the stage was very excited because 1. Foals are from the UK and that puts them at an advantage already and 2. I found their music so catchy and addictive that I couldn’t go one night of DJing without playing one of their tracks. They played my very favorite song “Cassius” second which, for some reason always makes me want to do a Native American type jig while simultaneously windmilling my arms in opposite directions….yeah. The crowd shared my enthusiasm and before long I was swept up in a sweaty man filled mosh pit. Maybe its the heavily featured saxophone but I found this crowd to be kind of testosterone driven, with this group of guys behind us pretending they were English (yelling out “alright boys?” and chanting “England, England” etc.) it was pretty entertaining. Despite all the men around there was this group of girls who was getting super annoyed with them being rowdy. I would like to take this opportunity to vent against pissy girls. Dear bitches, maybe you don’t go to very many concerts or something, but there are two constants: beer and drunk people. When those factors are present combined with the fact that people are dancing and in close quarters there is a very high chance that drinks are going to get spilled. Its a way of life, so get over it. I got like three beers dumped on me and do you see me complaining? No. It cooled me off. It tasted good. Get over yourselves. Whew, OK end rant.

Foals’ music simultaneously makes me want to jump out my skin in ecstasy and listen really hard to what they are doing because their music is so complex with the guitars and the sax and the drums and they keyboards and everything its just insane. In any case I just wish that they had more material than one album because their set was just under an hour due to the fact that they “sort of ran out of songs to play ” for us. Which was sad, because all of their songs are awesome. If you want to know the setlist, just check out their debut album Antidotes, because its awesome.

So Annie and I skipped home high on music and life, and windmilled all the way home. The End