March 26, 2008
Yours Truly, Jens Lekman
Jens Lekman just makes us happy. Last night at Neumo's, the sweet Swede gave a joyful pop performance, not too different from his show last fall, except now his all-girl backing band is smaller--only four members, two of which (including opener, My Brightest Diamond's Marla Hansen) are actually from the States--and this time around everyone was in grey instead of white. The only other dude on stage, Viktor Per Sjöberg, mans the laptop and other effects, in order to slip in samples like the Chairmen of the Board's "Give Me Just a Little More Time" during "The Opposite of Hallelujah."
Jens and Co. had a great, appreciative crowd, easily charmed by Jens' accent and cute little stories, and happy to clap and even whistle along for a couple songs. Of course, there's always that guy, and last night, he came in the form of a douchebag who saw fit to yell "play on playa!" at any quiet moment.
Jens paid him no mind--he's a timid creature, no playa--and did play on, with a set and two encores that covered most of last year's acclaimed Night Falls Over Kortedala (including a sweet acoustic version of "Sharin") and also hit the high points from his other albums Oh You're So Silent Jens ("Maple Leaves," "Black Cab") and When I Said I Wanted to Be Your Dog ("You are the Light"). No cover of "You Can Call Me Al" this time out, but he did perform an unreleased song "New Directions" and his interpretation of Arthur Russell's tender classic "A Little Lost." But as always, the highlight of the show was Kortedala's "Postcard to Nina," in which Jens both sweetly sings and deadpan narrates the true tale of being tricked into posing as his lesbian penpal's fiance, for the benefit of her conservative family. Play on playa, indeed.



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Good show last night -- who knew the precious could RAWK so hard? ("RAWK" may be generous.)
What was up with the Honeydrips, though? Granted, I knew nothing of this band before coming in, but seriously, just a laptop and a mic and crappy warbling vocals? At least some laptoppies will act like they're playing the laptop -- doing something in real time to imply that they can, if they wish, change the music as they go. This dude didn't even strive for a patina of aloof artiness. He just stood there. For a while with a guitar. But obviously not playing it.
If Caribou does the same thing next month, I'm going to turn into that drunken douchebag heckler we all hate.
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I'm totally with you on the Honey Drips. As someone near me in the crowd texted to his friend, "the second guy just did karaoke." Lame.