Let me say that culturally, since I moved to Atlanta two months ago, I have had some of the best food, met some good people and seen some very good shows.
I thought seeing Bob Mould on March 18th at the Variety Playhouse would be interesting, since I was a fan of him, Husker Du, and Sugar in my youth. He was not interesting; he was fantastic. Even his opening act, Halou, was so good, my wife, Mrs. Christi, bought their EP. The whole evening was a “wow” event for me.
But, the following Saturday, in the same venue, we went to see Jonathan Coulton (and Paul and Storm.) This was not a “wow” event. Not even close. This was a “my cheeks were hurting from laughing so much” event. This, friends, is rare. Paul and Storm hearken back to a quick witted vaudevillian act, with jokes that include words like “hexadecimal” and “semaphore.” Coulton, on the other hand, still dizzy from jet lag, let, as I expected, his songs work their magic, bringing out the smiles and the occasional “Arrrrrr!” from a very tuned-in audience.
I loved it. If you have a chance to see them, do.
I also had the opportunity to meet Chad Mcfarlin, better known as birdpony on flickr who besides making interesting pre-show conversation, takes great photos and gave me permission to post his shots of JoCo and Co.
Paul & Storm – If you do not find them hilarious, your inner child eats boogers.
Mr. Coulton – effortlessly doing what he does.
And – unlike most shows, they all got together and “exchanged synergies” – in a PG-13 way.
Good stuff. Highly recommended if you get a chance.
Side note: I truly appreciate the way Mr. Coulton promotes himself, as he explains on this episode of TWIT; the R.I.A.A. is probably still scratching their heads.