@ZackTeibloom Saturday at Fun Fun Fun Fest was a sunny, brisk November afternoon overflowing with music, with enough time to ride a mechanical bull, trampoline bungee and catch a little comedy. Thankfully, @Supercooleric stayed on task while I had side adventures, capturing over a dozen bands on Saturday alone.
There was the rapper with too much bling, the bearded rock poet, the kid hanging out in a tree, bear suits, crowd surfing performers and a couple bands who shouldn’t leave the studio. I didn’t even mention RJD2, MGMT and Dirty Projectors. Here’s day one in pics. Photos by Eric Pulsifer, captions by Zack and Eric.
Jeff the Brotherhood is a Nashville drum-and-guitar sibling duo born out of the defunct teenage punk band Be Your Own Pet. I've seen them twice now and both times the lead singer has played an epic guitar solo within inches of my face. 20% sexual, 100 % badass. –Eric
Devin the Dude looks worried, like he knows Wiz Khalifa would get arrested this weekend for tweeting about blazing. Every Devin song was about getting high and his crew may have been smoking blunts in plain sight before they went on. For no particular reason, I walked backstage with them as if I was in the entourage. I stuck out a bit... -Zack
Thax dressed for a Chicago winter, despite 70+ degree weather, as he read at a ton of shows at FFF. I know it's silly to talk about Halloween in early November, but I plan on being Thax in 2011. Grey wig/fake beard tucked under hat, big bifocals, flannel shirt, old winter jacket, stained khakis, white tote bag and it's on. -Zack
The Antlers most recent album, Hospice, tells the story of a terminally ill child, but the only thing that was dying during their set on Saturday was the crowd... because The Antlers killed it. What could have come off as a limp-wristed Bon Iver sans the soul cry-a-thon hit hard (in indie terms) like a sold-out arena rock show from Arcade Fire. –Eric
A pet peeve of mine is when a band keeps the singer's vocals too low in the mix, but when Wavves frontman Nathan Williams' mic is too low consider yourself lucky. Wavves are one of those bands that make killer albums but clearly don't know what the fuck they're doing live (I'm looking at you here too, MGMT). Even after a distinct shift in style with their newest album, watching them live is like watching a Wavves cover band during their first practice session. –Eric
Butcher Bear & Charlie are an Austin act consisting of a dude in a bear suit rocking the turntables (Butcher Bear) and a former opera singer (Charlie). As you might imagine from the description, they're weird as hell. –Eric
If Slick Rick spent as much energy as he spent on bling, we could have really had something here. I'd say he was weighed down by it, but Flava Flav has been overcoming that for decades. Though he does take his off halfway through. Something to think about, Rick. -Zack
Though I could barely hear them in the sonic shadow of the Black Stage (the metal and punk stage), Tel Aviv's insanely high-energy Monotonix could make a deaf man headbang. They drew the largest crowd, which they played in and on top of, to the lonely Yellow Stage (the comedy stage) I saw all weekend. –Eric
Dirty Projectors were just filthy at FFF. The house lights came up every time Nat, Angel and Amber's voices came in perfect harmony. It was like the heavens were opening up to show us how angels sound when they sing. Am I gushing too much? They melted me. -Zack
You probably shouldn't let your infant watch Gwar decapitate a likeness of Sarah Palin that sprays blood onto the crowd below, but if you do, you should let your little one watch from the safety of a shaky tree branch seven feet above a rocky hill covered in port-a-potty juices and garbage. –Eric
Spanish import Delorean played a safe but satisfying set of warm dance tunes that lived up to their slick spring album, Subiza, giving the increasingly intoxicated crowd a chance to show off their drunken dance moves. –Eric
I got to the blue stage expecting to see RJD2 and was surprised to find a jheri curled, keytar holding act. Oh, right. Blue stage was running late. This was Dam-Funk. It seemed like a funky good time, but I only saw enough to realize it wasn't RJD2. Or Prince. Eric says people compare him to Prince for no good reason.-Zack
RJD2 had me thinking we were in store for an instant classic of a headlining festival set when he opened with the Mad Men theme song. The set was strong and closed Saturday well, but he never quite reached that transcendent place. His "Ghostwriter" was strong, but did have us leaving to catch the last 10 minutes of an MGMT encore that never happend. Sigh. -Zack