May 03, 2004
Of Montreal
I spent Saturday evening with friends and Of Montreal, who's not really from Montreal, but actually from Athens, Georgia. One might think they were playing some sort of Mozartian Sonata if you just looked at the wig, but actually Kevin was singing about Rapture - yes, rapture raping the muses. And although there was a piano, there were also guitars and it's quite upbeat.
The whole concert was fantastic, and I'd like to post some more of my pictures. This is my third time seeing Of Montreal. I love going back to see them again and again because then I feel like I have some sort of connection to them. It's funny to call them by first name. The great thing is, though, they allow you to build up that relationship with them by being to personable. I'd like to stash away in the back of their van, sometime, just so I could hear what they talk about on their long roadtrips. I wonder if they listen to their own compact discs on the way. I don't think I would. I wonder if they bring out their guitars and strum songs as they drive (or as one of them drives- preferably not the guitarist). Or maybe they play Boggle, travel games, read books, drink Coke, just like I would if I were on a roadtrip.
Before the concert, we all went out for burritos at Barbacoa - a Mexican Grill like Cafe Rio, but without the lines. We sat outside on the patio and chatted while hefting our huge burritos to our mouths. Luckily, I didn't spill anything on me. I actually was a little worried about that since I tend to spill quite a bit. Something I remember clearly about the evening was this fantastic tree across the street. It was perfectly shaped and shaded two buildings. The sun was slanting against it, creating even shadows. yes... summertime- waiting on benches and looking at trees.
Some other pictures from the concert:
