shit was good August 16, 2008

Regina Spektor and rain at McCarren Pool

Last evening’s Regina Spektor show at McCarren Pool was pretty much perfect, despite the rain and a tornado warning, and I say that mainly because she seemed to have made all the right choices. As a new album approaches, I hope these are a sign of having managed to regain control after being led by others in the industry:

She’s dropped the horrid guitar-bass-drum band since the last time I saw her–their presence also weakened her last album, Begin To Hope. This time she played a segment and part of the three-song encore (”Us” & “Samson”) with a two-piece (or three?) string section that provided just the right amount of accent to the piano’s gorgeous sound, without overwhelming it one bit. The cello’s sound, in particular, was warm and fantastic.

All photos, by Kashish, and more stories after the jump.

She was wise to include older songs, including “Ode to Divorce”–I don’t think I’d seen her perform “The Ghost of Corporate Future” or “Love Affair” before; all three are evidence of Regina’s exemplary songwriting when she’s at her best. Except the few new ones she played, Regina’s enthusiastic–mostly young–fans relentlessly sang along to every song, pretty much word for word. And it was a relief that some old routines, like the opening “Eight Miles High” and the guitar-strapped “Bobbing for Apples” and “That Time”, haven’t been dropped.

The addition of beatbox gurus Reggie Watts and another friend, whose name I missed, Only Son (thanks shawnmac) was really enjoyable, and it brought pure fun to the third of the encore, “Hotel song”.

Stories from the show accompany the pictures:

It started pouring after Albert Hammond Jr.’s set, but the rain slowed down right before Regina went on, and picked up towards the end.

As soon as Regina sat at the piano after “Eight Miles High”, there were pleas for the piano to be turned. She was obstructed from the audience’s view for the most part. She said with regret, “It’s too big to be turned”.

“Hotel Song” was the last of the show’s encore, performed here a cappella.

Line for this show started early, and several fans travelled many miles to get here. Bridgette came from New Jersey. I heard some had come from Toronto.

As the line broke for those who had to pick up tickets, a messy situation emerged. Those who came somewhat early soon lost their spots when the turning line morphed into a blob. Attempts to re-create the line allowed those who’d come late to insert themselves towards the front.

Gentleman in blue cap was the first in the line, having arrived at noon directly from California particularly for the show, though doors opened only at 5:30PM.

Regina’s set was so good that the memory of Albert Hammond’s is all but faded. She’d promised to share Russian tricks of recovering from the rain after the show, but no magical treatments involving mittens and vodka were revealed.

Update: pictures from the opening set.

McCarren Pool,
Greenpoint, Brooklyn
August 15, 2008 (Happy Independence Day to India)

I went to see Port O’Brien at Union Hall after this. More on that in the next post.

  • sam:

    umm… albert kinda kicked regina’s ass.

  • Jasmine:

    As great as the show was, I wish the organizers or who ever did the stage setup had the sense to place the piano in a way so that audiences to the left of the stage could also see her face and not just her knees and hair as one of your photos makes clear.. kinda unfair.

  • Son of Sam:

    Sam:

    Albert’s guitarist in the white was almost moonwalking I thought at one point. He was slipping and sliding long before the rain came to wet the stage and all else..

    good set but Regina’s was better from the first tap of her fingers on the mic.

  • Alameda:

    I was a little vexed when it started to pour and every one got soaked. But looking back, I realized that the rain, the umbrellas, and the crowd put together with Regina’s wondrous piano-playing and vocal performance created the ambiance that was just right. The last time I saw Regina Spektor live was at Town Hall last summer and I could definitely see improvements in her performance. Also, the outdoor setting and sound system probably played a part, but when the audience kept singing along in what sounded like perfect harmony, I couldn’t help but feel elated to be a part of the show.

  • Christine:

    I loved that when she first came on she dumped water from her bottle to join the crowd’s wet head look.

    I thought the show was pretty damn good, but yea the piano blocked her the entire time. Although sometimes I could get a glimpse of her hands reflected from the piano.

  • shawnmac:

    At a regina show, you always always always stand to the left of the piano (left-side facing the stage). And the second friend in hotel song was Only Son. Nice photos, btw!

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