Friday, March 12, 2004
Magnet
Well, after a wee week of procrastinating, 'tis time to post my thoughts on Mr Magnet:
Saw Even Johansen (aka Magnet) at a small, sweet spot in central Melbourne known as Pony.
It's quite small, maybe 50 folk in attendance. Some twat played support, direct from twiddling knobs in his bedroom. Even sat in the back, comfy couch, paying attention. I'd never seen him before, but he obviously was the guy we were here to see - he was glowing.
On stage he was unassumimg personified. He only had one album to showcase, and basically played it all, 'cept the gorgeous duet which could never live up to its rep without Gemma Hayes being present. Some drunk asked for it quite loudly, but Even dealt with him with subtle calm. Dealt with him 'tween each song actually. The joint was full of first-year uni students very drunk. One actually apologised for their drunken-ness, then got upset when I ignored his apology. Nothing worse than the wrath of a sober drunk towards drunks...
Upshot: this was one of those gigs, like seeing Ed Harcourt in a similar situation (did) or Jeff Buckley (didn't). He is the Nick Drake of the Naughties, the Radiohead for fans who like tunes, the cutest warmest jumper on the planet. I used to only have one falling asleep album (Treasure - Cocteau Twins), and now I have two. If you don't believe me, read this
Magnet Homepage
Saw Even Johansen (aka Magnet) at a small, sweet spot in central Melbourne known as Pony.
It's quite small, maybe 50 folk in attendance. Some twat played support, direct from twiddling knobs in his bedroom. Even sat in the back, comfy couch, paying attention. I'd never seen him before, but he obviously was the guy we were here to see - he was glowing.
On stage he was unassumimg personified. He only had one album to showcase, and basically played it all, 'cept the gorgeous duet which could never live up to its rep without Gemma Hayes being present. Some drunk asked for it quite loudly, but Even dealt with him with subtle calm. Dealt with him 'tween each song actually. The joint was full of first-year uni students very drunk. One actually apologised for their drunken-ness, then got upset when I ignored his apology. Nothing worse than the wrath of a sober drunk towards drunks...
Upshot: this was one of those gigs, like seeing Ed Harcourt in a similar situation (did) or Jeff Buckley (didn't). He is the Nick Drake of the Naughties, the Radiohead for fans who like tunes, the cutest warmest jumper on the planet. I used to only have one falling asleep album (Treasure - Cocteau Twins), and now I have two. If you don't believe me, read this
Magnet Homepage
Listening to: T. Rex - Mustang Ford
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