{"id":1017,"date":"2012-06-04T09:35:00","date_gmt":"2012-06-04T08:35:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bolachas.org\/testes\/?p=1017"},"modified":"2020-09-14T22:29:39","modified_gmt":"2020-09-14T21:29:39","slug":"mattelliott-mercadonegro","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bolachas.org\/?p=1017","title":{"rendered":"Matt Elliott @ Mercado Negro, Aveiro (31.05.2012)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net\/hphotos-ak-prn1\/552780_446675932010338_197928016885132_1651784_1455744813_n.jpg\" width=\"960\" height=\"720\" \/><\/p>\n<p>If you\u2019ve ever been to an amusement park, certainly you\u2019re familiar with that\u00a0anxiety minutes before riding that humongous, scary and life-threatening roller coaster (even if at the last call you decide to quit, like my mother used to do a couple times). And although it\u2019s not that sort of concert which you don\u2019t have a clue of what\u2019s about to be, this same feeling got into me, maybe just for the thrill of it.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>And so I went, like on the roller coaster, to the front row, so I could take the most of \u00a0the sorrow virtuoso dark-folk guitarist <a href=\"http:\/\/www.thirdeyefoundation.com\/\"><strong>Matt Elliott<\/strong><\/a>. The acoustics of Mercado Negro\u2019s auditory were more than capable of bringing to the surface the\u00a0depth of Matt\u2019s voice, just as his howls of pain (incredible performance of \u201cI Name This Ship the Tragedy, Bless Her &amp; All Who Sail With Her\u201d, with an astonishing wall of sound made by simply lots of layers of those shouting choirs). This was also brought to his acoustic guitar, loaded with a loop station and many fuzzy effects &#8211; electric guitars? who needs them &#8211; giving the right amount of roughness in every song.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net\/hphotos-ak-ash3\/556861_446675865343678_1411468262_n.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The show started with \u201cDust Flesh and Bones\u201d, from the most recent record,\u00a0<em>The Broken Man<\/em>, and it\u2019s right on the game: chords directly imported from a western, the indispensable\u00a0whistle, all this\u00a0culminating in a great crawling melody bringing to the insanity words of \u201cthis is how it feels to be alone\u201d. Fucking\u00a0ravishing.<\/p>\n<p>Moved on with the new material, since it was the only new song being played, the old works were brought to Matt\u2019s own noisy, shoegazy, build-up folk world, as the already mentioned \u201cI Name This Ship the Tragedy\u2026\u201d and the follow-up \u201cHowling Song\u201d. And man, this was tough. Very, very deep emotional stuff. I could see some and other people with the little tear in their eye, I think all the room sank with all his pain in some profound way (well, the most of it, but let\u2019s not talk about that, you know what I mean if you follow <a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/mattelliottthirdeyefoundation\">Matt\u2019s facebook page<\/a>).<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net\/hphotos-ak-ash3\/179352_446675982010333_299128755_n.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>After all this heavy emotional stuff discharged, the concert got\u00a0assumedly lighter, a lot due to three cover versions of Tarantino-<em>esque\u00a0<\/em>songs: \u201cI Put a Spell on You\u201d, by Screamin\u2019 Jay Hawkins, \u201cBang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down)\u201d, by Cher, and that traditional tune turned into the goofy theme of Pulp Fiction, \u201cMisirlou\u201d,\u00a0ironically constructed with all the six strings of the guitar. While the tone of the concert itself didn\u2019t change &#8211; Elliott knew how to add a couple of layers of misery on those covers &#8211; still, they don\u2019t stop being those songs, and you get that little surprise of recognizing the song, which in the context kinda ruined the mood for me (probably not for everyone else, with people singing along).<\/p>\n<p>Finishing with \u201cBomb the Stock Exchange\u201d, from <em>Howling Songs<\/em>, the concert ended up being much longer than it seemed, thanks to the 10-minute songs and increasing, and we all went home with a heavy heart, but\u00a0consoled and certain that all this ride was worth it. Thanks Matt, see you again in another trip.<\/p>\n<p>BSC<\/p>\n<p>bernardo@bolachas.org<\/p>\n<p><em>(Pics by Jo\u00e3o Pe\u00e7a. Thanks to Mercado Negro for making this happen &amp; everyone who came to the show for supporting great music.)<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Setlist:<\/p>\n<p>Dust Flesh and Bones<br \/>\nSomething About Ghosts<br \/>\nI Name This Ship the Tragedy\u2026<br \/>\nThe Howling Song<br \/>\nDesamparado<br \/>\nI Put a Spell on You (Screamin\u2019 Jay Hawkins)<br \/>\nMisirlou (traditional)<br \/>\nAlso Ran<br \/>\n\u2014<br \/>\nBang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) (Cher)<br \/>\nBomb the Stock Exchange<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>If you\u2019ve ever been to an amusement park, certainly you\u2019re familiar with that\u00a0anxiety minutes before riding that humongous, scary and life-threatening roller coaster (even if at the last call you decide to quit, like my mother used to do a couple times). And although it\u2019s not that sort of concert which you don\u2019t have a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[134],"tags":[1848],"class_list":["post-1017","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-live","tag-matt-elliott"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bolachas.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1017","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bolachas.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bolachas.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bolachas.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bolachas.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1017"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/bolachas.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1017\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1881,"href":"https:\/\/bolachas.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1017\/revisions\/1881"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bolachas.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1017"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bolachas.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1017"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bolachas.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1017"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}