For those with tickets to tonight's Pixies show, we just posted a bonus review from Adam Perry with another perspective, to give you a clear idea of exactly what to expect this evening.
Better than: having whores in your head.
On the surface, it sounds like a wonderful idea: having a band like Pixies play an entire album that's damn close to being a fucking masterpiece, right? They've already got great material to work with and they played them faithfully with Francis in fine form vocally and guitarist Joey Santiago sticking fairly closely to the album's riffs. But the thing was that the songs all seemed to come and go fairly fast. Within an hour, the band had played four B-sides and all of fifteen of Doolittle's tracks.
Since they knocked out the tunes one after another, there wasn't really time to soak in greatness of cuts like "Debaser," "Wave of Mutilation" or "Here Comes Your Man." Or you'd get sucked into a tune like the visceral and energetic "Crackity Jones" and a few minutes later drummer David Lovering was singing "La La Love You," and "Hey" was pretty damn awesome, too, with Francis and bassist Kim Deal trading off vocals. But then it went right into the slow, dusty "Silver," while black and white footage of a desert played on the screen behind the stage (All of the Doolittle songs had their own brilliant visuals), and then the band closed with "Gouge Away."
The vibe seemed to completely change during the first encore as they played the relaxed "Wave of Mutilation (UK Surf)" while the crowd sang along. That energy ramped up even more on "Into the White," with the band engulfed in fog, strobe lights flashing and Deal handling the lead vocals.
But the second encore packed enough wallop to pretty much blow Doolittle set in the water. Hell, coming back while the house lights were on, fog lingering over the crowd and then jumping into an insanely great take on "Where is My Mind?" followed by "Something Against You" and then into the fueled-up "Isla de Encanta," (each from 1988's Surfer Rosa)? Well, the energy in that sold-out Fillmore crowd felt like it spiked considerably. And that vigor carried over into "Nimrod's Son" and "Caribou," a pair of tunes from the band's 1987 debut, Come on Pilgrim.
11/16/09 - Fillmore Auditorium
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