I told the sitter we were going to see Magnetic Fields tonight, and she said, “I think my mom listens to them.”
Having a slightly wry This American Life – style spoken-word duo open for a rock band was a good idea, but not wholly successful in practice.
Claudia played piano, not drums, and the band played the whole show seated (except when Claudia stood on the piano bench to sing her part of “Yeah, Oh Yeah.” Some songs (especially “Three-way”) revealed interesting new stuff when played softly, others (“Too Drunk To Dream”) just sounded bounceless compared to the record.
Something I’d never noticed before about Magnetic Fields — how often they arrange the lines so that you have to sing the stress on the wrong syllable of the word. I wonder if this is an intentional act of aggression against the singer? They especially like to force a stress on the “ing” at the end of a participle.
They seem more serious than they used to. No sloppy covers. Mrs. Q said Stephin looked like he was at work, and I think that’s about right.