Where From Here
Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 4:30 pm
With the SliP on the cusp of delivering the record that will undeniably change their careers, I thought I might as well add my two cents to the discussion of where they've been and where they may be going. I don't post on message boards often.
I first saw the SliP at the Rhodes-On-Pawtucket Ballroom, Lazy Day Homecoming 2002. At that point I thought I had gotten into the game a little late, seeing that the band had been performing consistently for half a decade already. I had the luck of being turned onto the band by some "with it" pals who played me 'Johnny's Tune' over a now defunct CD player during the waning minutes of a high school jazz band rehearsal. The Homecoming show was pure magic, delivered with the cunning and virtuosity only a wild few possess. It was late fall, it seemed like there were a lot of familiar faces in the SliP community who had showed up to welcome home the local boys, and there was a feeling of urgency in the room.
There was a moment after the SliP took the stage but before they played a single note that sent shivers down my neck. Brad Barr cradled his jazz box, looked at Andrew, stood up on his toes, and took a deep breath. In a time when bands often beat the drum for themselves in self-servience louder than their audience is beating it, this was a band of spirituality and humility I rarely see in the world, nevermind at a sweat-soaked music show. It was a elegiac and inspiring.
The SliP demanded more from an audience then I ever knew an audience could give. It was taxing just to stand near the stage for three hours while the band played intros and outros and inbetweens. But it was worth every minute. What the band gave out was also equally astounding.
I have wound in and out of the SliP's music in recent years. Caught some great NYE shows, got the opportunity to open for the band, walked out of a Surprise Me Mr. Davis show, and saw silhouettes smoking cigarettes at the bar of a Flaming Lips show.
Whatever the future course of events, I feel indebted to an incarnation of this band that we will never see again. The days of the epic are long gone. And that's okay. It seems that people are finally figuring out a way to market the SliP that is taking their music to a whole new audience and a larger arena to be heard. Still, I feel a little disappointment that something is getting lost in the shuffle. Where I once felt there was a band out there that could change people's perceptions of music and what it meant to be an active listener and indeed a participant in the creative process, there is now a very good rock band.
Still best of luck to the band at this exciting time. Eisenhower is a great sounding rock album and it reminds me that everything evolves. Like it or not.
-David
I first saw the SliP at the Rhodes-On-Pawtucket Ballroom, Lazy Day Homecoming 2002. At that point I thought I had gotten into the game a little late, seeing that the band had been performing consistently for half a decade already. I had the luck of being turned onto the band by some "with it" pals who played me 'Johnny's Tune' over a now defunct CD player during the waning minutes of a high school jazz band rehearsal. The Homecoming show was pure magic, delivered with the cunning and virtuosity only a wild few possess. It was late fall, it seemed like there were a lot of familiar faces in the SliP community who had showed up to welcome home the local boys, and there was a feeling of urgency in the room.
There was a moment after the SliP took the stage but before they played a single note that sent shivers down my neck. Brad Barr cradled his jazz box, looked at Andrew, stood up on his toes, and took a deep breath. In a time when bands often beat the drum for themselves in self-servience louder than their audience is beating it, this was a band of spirituality and humility I rarely see in the world, nevermind at a sweat-soaked music show. It was a elegiac and inspiring.
The SliP demanded more from an audience then I ever knew an audience could give. It was taxing just to stand near the stage for three hours while the band played intros and outros and inbetweens. But it was worth every minute. What the band gave out was also equally astounding.
I have wound in and out of the SliP's music in recent years. Caught some great NYE shows, got the opportunity to open for the band, walked out of a Surprise Me Mr. Davis show, and saw silhouettes smoking cigarettes at the bar of a Flaming Lips show.
Whatever the future course of events, I feel indebted to an incarnation of this band that we will never see again. The days of the epic are long gone. And that's okay. It seems that people are finally figuring out a way to market the SliP that is taking their music to a whole new audience and a larger arena to be heard. Still, I feel a little disappointment that something is getting lost in the shuffle. Where I once felt there was a band out there that could change people's perceptions of music and what it meant to be an active listener and indeed a participant in the creative process, there is now a very good rock band.
Still best of luck to the band at this exciting time. Eisenhower is a great sounding rock album and it reminds me that everything evolves. Like it or not.
-David