Pitchfork Music Festival 2010 Review: Day 3
Thu, 22 Jul 2010 14:17:07
Sunday - the most highly anticipated day of 2010’s Pitchfork Music Festival. SUNDAY!
There were at least 3 reasons to be psyched for Sunday:
1. Beach House was playing.
2. St. Vincent was playing.
3. Local Natives was playing.
…too many amazing sets lined up...
Best Coast, premiering their new drummer, Ali Koehler (previously of Vivian Girls, who coincidentally played Pitchfork in 2009), sounded much the same as the last time I saw them live. Their 2-minute saccharine songs about boys and things all sounded the same, but were good enough to get my toe tapping.
Next up was Girls, and after 1 song, I was in love. Lead singer Christopher Owens looks like my music hero Britt Daniel – though more flamboyantly dressed – and sounds like Elvis Costello. How could you not love that combination? Their set was energetic and precise as they made their way through 2009 album Album with “Lust for Life,” “Laura” and “Ghost Mouth” among others. Even though I still had much music ahead of me, I knew then that Girls would be my favorite set of the day.
Beach House, as expected, was great, but I found so little difference between their live show and Teen Dream that I was a bit bummed. Victoria and Alex sat in the middle of the stage – far from the audience – and while Victoria rocked out by whipping her hair around, that was about as much visual entertainment Beach House displayed all set. Even so, the crowd seemed satisfied, erupting when the first bars of “Norway” were played (and also for pretty much every subsequent song).
There’s little to say about Local Natives that I haven’t already said. They played their songs as if it was the last time they would ever be able to do so. Their hearts and souls poured out of every note, making for an incredibly magical set. Before Surfer Blood, I took a brief break from the small B stage (where Local Natives had just played) to listen to Lightning Bolt, which to me sounded like noise pollution. So my break was very very brief.
Surfer Blood looked as young as Day 2’s The Smith Westerns, but they sounded infinitely more practiced and mature. Like all other bands of the day, their set pulled mainly from their latest release, and given the superb quality of Astrocoast, their Pitchfork performance was pretty good.
I ended Pitchfork 2010 with St. Vincent hoping to see Annie Clark tear up the stage. While Clark played impressively, like Beach House, she felt distant. I listened through “Actor out of Work” before I headed out, decidedly disappointed that I could have just listened to her CD and had pretty much the same experience.
In the end, 2010 wasn’t the strongest year for Pitchfork. Maybe it was the heat that trumped the astoundingly impressive lineup, or maybe expectations were too high. Nevertheless, I still think it is the best annual summer festival and will most definitely find a way back next year.
Who I Saw:
Heard from Afar:
Here We Go Magic
Favorite of the Day: