{"id":2008,"date":"2009-06-07T05:35:14","date_gmt":"2009-06-07T13:35:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lefsetz.com\/wordpress\/?p=2008"},"modified":"2009-06-07T05:35:14","modified_gmt":"2009-06-07T13:35:14","slug":"last-night-of-the-world-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lefsetz.com\/wordpress\/2009\/06\/07\/last-night-of-the-world-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Last Night Of The World"},"content":{"rendered":"

I’m sipping Flor De Cana and lime juice, it’s three a.m.<\/span><\/p>\n

Maybe on the east coast.\u00c2\u00a0 But in L.A., it’s just shy of midnight.<\/p>\n

I should be winding down, loading up my car and driving to Felice’s house for some shut-eye.\u00c2\u00a0 But I’m all revved up, buzzed, even though writing’s ultimately gonna keep me up all night, I have to.<\/p>\n

I know these people who live in the West Valley.\u00c2\u00a0 So far out, it’s got a different area code.\u00c2\u00a0 Could even be a different time zone for all I know.\u00c2\u00a0 They may not lunch at the Palm, you might not see their names in "Hits", but they’re in the music business.\u00c2\u00a0 They’ve all got jobs, but their work is secondary to their avocation, putting on house concerts.\u00c2\u00a0 And one of these music lovers decided to go big time, to put on her own acoustic music festival on the Santa Monica Pier.<\/p>\n

On one hand, it was a mistake.\u00c2\u00a0 This is a professional business.\u00c2\u00a0 You can’t compete with those who’ve dedicated 10,000 hours.\u00c2\u00a0 They know how to rip you off, scam you in a way you can’t foresee.\u00c2\u00a0 But Renee Bodie wanted to put on a festival that no one else would, and therefore she had to do it herself.<\/p>\n

I was stunned that the sound was so good.\u00c2\u00a0 It’s so hard to get it right outside.<\/p>\n

Richard Thompson reminded me of the days when an executive like Hale Milgrim would sign an act like him to a major label.\u00c2\u00a0 Natalie MacMaster was a real surprise.\u00c2\u00a0 I went from not caring to running right down front, needing to be closer to her magic.<\/p>\n

But I was absolutely stunned by Bruce Cockburn.<\/p>\n

I was talking to Russ & Julie, Renee’s West Valley counterparts, when I heard the P.A. system go live.\u00c2\u00a0 I walked out to hear Renee give her thank yous.\u00c2\u00a0 And then Bruce took the stage.<\/p>\n

I bought my first Bruce Cockburn album back in the seventies, at Grammy N’ Granny, my favorite record store in Westwood.\u00c2\u00a0 Back when the record emporium was my shul, when I made a weekly pilgrimage every Friday afternoon.\u00c2\u00a0 I’d say I was their best customer, but Ken Russell used to come and buy an armful of soundtracks at a time.<\/p>\n

Then Donnie Ienner gave Bruce a big time chance twenty years back.\u00c2\u00a0 But even though those Columbia albums are stellar, they didn’t break through.\u00c2\u00a0 Bruce Cockburn works the margins.\u00c2\u00a0 He’s not an acquired taste, he’s just a prisoner of the cognoscenti.\u00c2\u00a0 If you know…<\/p>\n

I thought I knew.\u00c2\u00a0 But I HAD NO IDEA!<\/p>\n

Bruce walked on stage wearing a thigh-length jacket that would keep the sand from your insides in the Sahara.\u00c2\u00a0 I wasn’t sure if it was a look, or whether, like the rest of us in attendance, he was fighting the unseasonable cold.<\/p>\n

He picks up a green guitar, yes green, and starts playing in a unique way.\u00c2\u00a0 How he’s picking the notes, I can’t exactly tell.\u00c2\u00a0 He’s got both a lead and a bass line happening simultaneously.\u00c2\u00a0 It’s riveting.\u00c2\u00a0 I’m immediately transported to that place only music can take you.\u00c2\u00a0 One where the rest of the world doesn’t matter.<\/p>\n

I’m slapping my thighs, caught up in the groove.<\/p>\n

And then Bruce plays "Last Night Of The World".<\/p>\n

I’ve got three versions on my computer, NONE of them are as good, as great, as the one I heard tonight!<\/p>\n

The radio’s playing Superchunk and the Friends of Dean Martinez<\/span><\/p>\n

Old acts are supposed to be old farts.\u00c2\u00a0 I don’t know how many people in attendance knew who these two referenced acts were.\u00c2\u00a0 But when Bruce sang this line, I swooned.\u00c2\u00a0 You see "Last Night Of The World" is one of my personal favorites.\u00c2\u00a0 It’s the song I play when things are imperfect, when I see the challenges, but have enough oomph, enough chutzpah, to carry on.<\/p>\n

Midnight it was bike tires whacking the pot holes<\/span>
Milling humans’ shivering energy glow<\/span>
Fusing the space between them with bar-throb bass and laughter<\/span><\/p>\n

Today a show is spectacle.\u00c2\u00a0 Handlers say the MTV generation demands it, that music is not enough.\u00c2\u00a0 But they’re wrong.\u00c2\u00a0 One man with one guitar can move the world.\u00c2\u00a0 Those in attendance tonight remember.\u00c2\u00a0 With their graying hair and lumpy bodies, they had to come out for that hit, that only music can give.\u00c2\u00a0 Bruce is thwacking the guitar strings, punctuating the licks with lyrics.\u00c2\u00a0 It’s a concoction only an alchemist can create.\u00c2\u00a0 Where before there was silence, now we were experiencing something exquisite, far more valuable than anything Tiffany can craft.<\/p>\n

If this were the last night of the world<\/span>
What would I do<\/span>
What would I do that was different<\/span>
Unless it was champagne with you?<\/span><\/p>\n

What would you do if it truly was the last night of the world?\u00c2\u00a0 Log on to you bank account and see how much money you have?\u00c2\u00a0 Go sit in your automobile?\u00c2\u00a0 Luxuriate in your mini-mansion?\u00c2\u00a0 That would be sad.\u00c2\u00a0 If it’s truly the last night of the world, possessions, accoutrements no longer matter, we’re all equal.\u00c2\u00a0 It’s time to go out in the streets amongst the people and communicate, and party.<\/p>\n

If it’s the last night of the world, I want to be at the gig.\u00c2\u00a0 A Bruce Cockburn show would be perfect.\u00c2\u00a0 Because it would make me feel fully alive before I die.<\/p>\n

I’ve seen the flame of hope among the hopeless<\/span>
And that was truly the biggest heartbreak of all<\/span>
That was the straw that broke me open<\/span><\/p>\n

I awoke to a tweet asking me if "the state of music has ever been THIS bad?"\u00c2\u00a0 I responded that tech drives the world today.\u00c2\u00a0 And that’s truly heartbreaking to those of us who remember when it was the opposite, when you had to listen to the radio, to records, to know what was really going on.<\/p>\n

Tonight I had hope.\u00c2\u00a0 And I’d been hopeless.\u00c2\u00a0 There were no paparazzi, no TV cameras.\u00c2\u00a0 I thought I was at the Santa Monica Pier for an evening of entertainment.\u00c2\u00a0 But that’s not what I got.\u00c2\u00a0 What I experienced was the ESSENCE OF LIFE ITSELF!<\/p>\n

You play these records at home.\u00c2\u00a0 Over and over again.\u00c2\u00a0 You go to the show and the performances don’t quite capture the magic, they’re perfunctory.\u00c2\u00a0 Without the studio wizardry, they just don’t measure up.\u00c2\u00a0 BUT NOT TONIGHT!\u00c2\u00a0 My favorite song came early in the set, before I expected it.\u00c2\u00a0 I could barely contain myself.\u00c2\u00a0 I was singing along so loud I was afraid of irritating my neighbors, I was bouncing in my seat like I was spastic.\u00c2\u00a0 That’s what music does, it takes over your body, you’re no longer in control, YOU’RE POSSESSED!<\/p>\n

I’m looking up at the sky.\u00c2\u00a0 With those clouds off in the distance, and the full moon illuminating the surrounding the landscape.\u00c2\u00a0 On one hand, I’m so far from home.\u00c2\u00a0 Where I grew up, the ocean was on the other side.\u00c2\u00a0 Where you went to college, who your parents were, they were all that mattered.\u00c2\u00a0 Rejecting that, I got in my car and drove to the land of the Beach Boys, where all could be accepted, where a bit of fun with your work was not taboo.\u00c2\u00a0 L.A.’s where you come to reinvent yourself, where you come to take chances.\u00c2\u00a0 Renee Bodie took a chance and started her own festival.\u00c2\u00a0 I was the beneficiary.\u00c2\u00a0 Bruce Cockburn’s performance of "Last Night Of The World" was the best thing I’ve heard all year.<\/p>\n

This YouTube performance is good, but nowhere near as great as tonight’s performance.\u00c2\u00a0 Because playing solo, Bruce Cockburn had to carry the entire tune, he had to be the engine that kept the song moving forward.\u00c2\u00a0 Tonight, he was a veritable FREIGHT TRAIN!: <\/p>\n

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LA Acoustic Music Festival June 6 – 7<\/a><\/p>\n

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