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When It Comes to Amy Sedaris, Love Is All

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But of course, Amy Sedaris was wonderful at Neumo's last night: charming and funny and crafty and crude. Everything we look for in a lady. She sat onstage in a big comfy chair for a little chat with local film czar Warren Etheredge, mostly about her new book and related tales of party-hosting, but also about her run-in with Martha Stewart (a very masculine woman), her appearance on My Name Is Earl (could be recurring), and her foul-mouthed Piglet impression (completely hilarious). The full house ate it up, just like the tasty treats provided by Cupcake Royale.

After the subsequent long-ass line for the book-signing, the venue cleared out. But if the audience had stayed put, they would have been in for a great show---though they would've had to wait for it to get good. We skipped out on openers No-Fi Soul Rebellion, but headed back in for Spider and the Webs, which consisted of three college kids from Olympia. There is good amateurish and there is bad amateurish, and unfortunately this was the latter. Kinda like the Pixies, if they had but a rudimentary understanding of how to play their instruments. It was painful. Okay, perhaps we're just old and bitter; the kids were alright, and we probably shouldn't be so harsh when we're talking about twelve-year-olds. Still, you aren't jamming in someone's basement in Oly, so if you want to play more real shows in real venues, you gotta up your game. All matters of skill and professionalism aside, the band's got spunk, so we are willing to say this: give them time. If they really focus, and learn how to sing and play their instruments and write decent lyrics, then maybe they'll go somewhere. But that's a tall friggin' order.

loveisall.jpg Next up was Love is All, but where the hell were all of you? Pitchfork has been slobbering all over this band's knob for going on a year now, so surely there must be more than a handful of people in this town who are fans of both Amy Sedaris and quality indie dance-pop (science vs. romance, we're looking at you). For the twenty of us who were there, Love Is All put on a totally awesome show, with lots of cowbell, a sax, shots of whiskey, and energy out the wazoo. Like every Swedish band, they were way cute, especially given the way singer/shrieker Josephine Olausson repeatedly hiked up her tights in a completely unself-conscious manner. The band ran through nearly every track off Nine Times That Same Song, plus a Pastels cover that they announced was "one of the best songs ever." Based on what we heard last night, that could very well be true. The quintet closed their far-too-brief set with "Make Out Fall Out Make Up" [mp3], their spot-on paean to love's travails. Seriously guys, you shoulda stuck around.

The show was done about an hour early, and for that, dear Neumo's, we salute you.


Amy Sedaris photo courtesy of Flickr / user hunkdujour.
Users jellywatson and P'toxy have some more great shots of Amy.

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  • Cilver Coleman
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    Cilver Coleman
  • damn, neumo's definitely didn't make that clear. after hearing the hype, and loving most artists out of gothenburg, i was disappointed when i'd heard the show was sold out.

  • Wow Tobi, that, like, totally clarifies things.



    Josh: The conversation with Amy Sedaris was completely sold out, but you could have purchased tix for Love is All at the door.

  • I didn't get a ticket in time. I'm really sad that no one stayed for Love Is All. I was actually more disappointed to be missing them than not hearing the conversation with Amy Sedaris.

  • spider and the webs would like to offer another perspective on amateurism, courtesy of billy childish, one of our biggest inspirations:



    Crimes of the professional against society and creativity and the artist's role as saviour and underdog.

    1. The true artist, by nature, is always an amateur and never a professional.

    2. In a world populated be experts the artist must be a forever moving target.

    3. The professional's violence against creativity and his rewards for his cowardice must be exposed and finally ridiculed.

    4. The professional is weak because of his need to be respected, honoured and adored. The true artist, on the other hand, must have the courage to remain unimpressive, shallow and obvious.

    5. The lie of originality, the ignorance of its champions and the intrinsic honesty of plagiarism.

    6 The inherent provincialism of professionals and the intrinsic cosmopolitanism of the amateur.

    7. It is the professional's obsession with good taste that obliterates all creativity. It is actually this fear of life itself that forces the professional to become a neurotic expert and crush the intrepid amateur.

    SUMMARY OF COMMUNICATION 0003

    We have allowed the right of expression to be hijacked by a suspect body of so called professionals and experts. Humiliated in our artistic dreams as children, only a very select few of us go on to participate in the making of our culture. In ignorance we have allowed ourselves to be bullied into becoming passive and admiring doormats to the good taste of these so called professionals, who then spoon feed us on a constant drip-feed diet of de-natured, un-nutritional pap! It seems that we have somehow been tricked into believing that our own personal expression is inadequate when compared to the gaudy hype of these professionals. We, at Group Hangman however, believe that rather than being the poor brother of professionalism, amateurism is in fact the ultimate form of artistic expression, and is far more worthy of praise than the sheep-like professionals pathetic devotion to accolade and success. Our proposals for the rejuvenation of society are three fold.

    1. In all areas of life the violence of the professional must be questioned and where necessary smashed. It must be seen that amateurism is the only creed that invites participation, stimulation and ultimately, personal growth.

    2. Just as the professional footballer ruins football, so too does the professional musician destroy the joy of music. We, at Group Hangman call for the immediate and total disbandment of all professional bodies and organisations and the installation a purely amateur society, where people are encouraged at all levels to express themselves regardless of their ability or so called lack of it. e.g. If a child wishes to sing in the school choir, that is reason enough for that child to do so.

    3. We further demand the disbandment of the current school curriculum and the installation of a syllabus that places the advancement of creative thought and expression at the heart of its activities and objectives, and finally chucks society's heinous and odious obsession with professionalism on the dung heap of history.



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    tobi vail

    ps i'm 37, and at this point we can hardly be dismissed as "college students", i've been playing in bands for 23 years and make a large portion of my living doing it, though it is true we'd rather be playing in a basement in olympia. long live moe tucker!

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