Look ma, I went to The Rakes show and all I got was a man’s elbow knocking the wind out of me as it hit my chest cavity.
After having gone an entire week without seeing one live concert (or having interacted with actual humans in a social setting), I certainly was not prepared for the mayhem that ensued at The Rakes show at the Bowery Ballroom. I haven’t seen a crowd that rowdy in a while. There was an enormous amount of beer cups that went flying into the air during the show–when that stopped, whole pints filled with ice flew through the crowd–one even managed to smack Rakes lead singer Alan Donohoe right in the middle of his chest.
But the absolute best moment was when a brunette girl wearing a black t-shirt jumped onto the stage, raised her hands in the air, and then LEPT belly-flop style into the audience. Yes. This girl wanted to stage dive at the BOWERY BALLROOM. The saddest moment was when the girl finished her ride into the air and fell to the floor after no one bothered to catch her from her stage dive. Incredible.
Alan Donohoe has the Ian Curtis/David Byrne spazstic robot dance thing going for him (see below), and the band played an energetic, tight set that the crowd loved. One dude in the audience finally got his wish when they played “22 Grand Job” right before going off the stage (prior to the encore). That guy had been shouting “22 Grand Job” the entire set long, prompting Donohoe to heckle him throughout the show–making comments about is band not being just “one-hit wonders”. And I do believe crowd would have to agreed–The Rakes have certainly got a future.
Check out a great detailed review of the show (and stuff I can’t remember) over at Music Snobbery.
UPDATE: I was too tired to mention last night that an unfortunate concert-goer got a microphone stand dropped on her head during openers Towers of London. See the gruesome photo and read her blog entry right here. Link from Heart on a Stick. This has prompted me to dub the Towers of London with a new name, Towers of Terror. I really can’t speak to the quality of their music or performance since I didn’t see them, but as I was walking out of the afterparty last night (which featured a great performance by Brakes…more on that when I get to post photos) I saw a band of ridiculously dressed skinny white males walking my way and I instantly knew that they were the ToL. If their dress code is any indication, those dudes must be a bunch of dolts.