A night with Feist
“When the optic nerve is stimulated by a heavy blow, the brain interprets the signals it sees as light. Hence we 'see stars'.” –Monarch (Lay Down Your Jeweled Head)Actually, that’s what happens when your optic nerve is hit by the presence of Feist. Feist not only makes you see stars, she makes you hear what's beyond them.
I went to the Feist/Broken Social Scene show last Thursday at The Majestic, primarily to see Broken Social Scene. But, once Feist brought her sprite self to the stage, I could’ve cared less if Jesus was coming up next.
(Just kidding about the Jesus thing… I have to make sure I don’t piss God off too many times this year. I’m reaching my quota.)
Feist transfixes you as she plays hopscotch with her ranges. You pay close attention just to find out the next place she can go. Bare-chested (figuratively) and exposed on Gatekeeper and Now At Last, her voice and guitar become all the music you need. It makes you wonder, am I really at a rock show?
Hell no! According to Feist, she puts on a “roll” show. That’s right, we rolled with her sexy bossa nova, jazz-pop, indie rockin' voice. Even Harry Houdini couldn't resist her. His ghost made a cameo appearance at the beginning of Broken Social Scene's set, causing lead singer Kevin Drew to run around in his green-striped undies. Thank you Leslie for being able to bring back the dead.
Look for more Leslie Feist on the new Kings of Convenience album, Republic of Two.
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