When It Comes to Amy Sedaris, Love Is All

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.
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.


