Sam Sneed playing some PULP on a boat with mermaids. Living the life…
Ah, Day 2 of Forecastle. We couldn’t have had more perfect weather for a summer festival. Wasn’t too hot, didn’t rain, hell I didn’t even bring sunscreen. Shout out to Jay Cardosi!!!! But enough about the weather, for more info on that check out the Backseat Sandbar Weather Tumblr. Was the second day all about Jack White? Nah. Day 2 was about everything. Music, foodz, drinkz, weirdos walking around with signs and stuff. Yeah man, everything.
START DAY 2 OFF LOUD OR LEAVE. Anwar Sadat. Allow me to repeat. ANWAR SADAT. The trio from Louisville kicked the day off in high gear by grinding away under a highway overpass. Or is it underpass? Doesn’t matter, after they played I’m pretty sure there’s structural damage to I-64. Hell yeah, man. If you like things loud and fast, go see them every time they do anything. If you don’t like things loud and fast, well then I’m sorry for you. After that set I had to sit down and process things for a while. What better way to do that than with food?! A really nice edition to the Forecastle App this year was food menus for the various face stuffing booths/trucks. Though I decided against the TGI Friday’s truck since it was Saturday and Guy Fieri was probably there.
Next up was to go catch Louisville’s own Jalin Roze. Jalin was joined by a slew of guests under the name “The Grand Nationals“, as well as some special guests from Nerves Jr. and The Pass. A few months ago Jalin played a show with a full band over at Zanzabar and it was one of the best shows I’d seen in a long time. Somehow he went and topped that at Forecastle. He was bringing together every single person at the WFPK Port Stage, and it’s one of those performances people will be talking about for a while. At the end of the set he wasn’t giving up, he went off the stage and up to the crowd for the finale. Such a great set from someone you can tell is passionate about what he’s doing. Don’t take my word for it, relive the magic or hear if for the first time to make your life complete and go have a listen to his complete Forecastle set over here!
Now if you saw Sharon Jones and The Dap Kings without tearing up, or smiling, or dancing, then you are a fool with no feelings. Sharon was scheduled to play Forecastle a few years ago but was forced to stop her tour due to cancer. Well you know what, this woman beat the shit out of cancer and is out there giving her all by belting out songs for the thousands of people gathered to watch her. If that isn’t rad as hell and inspiring then I don’t know what is. She’s a true gem that we should be proud to see. At the end of her set she got the whole band dancing, and according to her there was “none of that twerkin’, none of that breakdancing.”. What a class act. More of this! More of this all the time!
Slint, man. Making Louisville proud. Anwar Sadat did their structural damage to the highway early in the day, and Slint helped build it back up with all the feels that were under that damn road. The pictures here won’t do them justice, and nothing I write could either. Enjoy that they were and are here again, and hope they come home again soon for another round.
Jack White (not pictured because reasons)
Louisville got treated to Nashville-via-Detroit neighbor and half of The White Stripes Saturday night. Now, I was a bit skeptical going in to this. I’ve been a diehard Third Man Records fan, going all over the place because of things this dude had created, but I just haven’t been digging the new solo stuff. That didn’t matter. Sure, I didn’t think The Hardest Button To Button needed more than Jack’s guitar and Meg on the drums, and that the old minimalistic set was enough to make Jack one of the biggest musical icons in the world. But hey guess what, all that stuff he created stands on its own. Those songs of his are still anthems that no matter how they are played are some of the greatest songs OF ALL TIME (Kanye style). As long as Jack is playing them, I’m on board. And you know what? Dude still shreds on everything he does. It hasn’t been Jack on guitar and Meg on drums in forever, and may never be again, but now it’s Jack finding his own top tier musicians and bringing them in for the ride. Not only does he create all this world of music, but he’s been playing talent scout by curating an entire brand of not only himself but a meticulous selection of sight and sound. From everything being in threes, or color schemes designated for each separate project. Whether it be a yellow record store in Nashville, or a stage on the Louisville waterfront being drowned in blue, all of it means something. This set at Forecastle meant something. I may have started out feeling like Jack White at a Cubs game, but ended the night with a huge smile on my face. Starting with Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground, hitting later with Blue Moon Of Kentucky, Cannon and Astro (personal favs), to closing out with everyone in Louisville chanting Seven Nation Army, this dude still has it and won’t be stopping. Good! Don’t stop! But sometimes you might have to think of how you got started sitting in your little room.
Is it that obvious I miss The White Stripes? Smiley face emoticon.
Don’t even get me started on that afterparty at Haymarket with The Pass and Amtrac. We are all still feeling that.
We weren’t able to photograph Jack, so here’s a shot from the back of the Slint crowd.