We got to see Magnetic Fields last night!
It was funny. It was dour. It was lush and lovely and maudlin and dear, just like one would hope. I had never seen them live, so I hadn't heard the great string arrangements of their live shows...it was so fun to see how synth-dance songs sound modified for cello, ukulele, piano, and guitar. I was dazzled at how full and sweeping some of the arrangements were.
When a band you like has hundreds of songs, it's silly to get your hopes up for particular songs, but they played a few of my/Josiah's very favorites. My heart felt so full and happy.
They played about half of their new record, Realism, which is mostly very dainty and sweet and full of ukulele and toy piano. I was so happy the other day when I hit play and heard track one, which is a perfectly wry, cheeky, catchy jingle - no more, no less. That's one of the things I find most comforting about Stephin Merritt's songs...they're content to be clever or catchy or pretty. And there was lots of clever, catchy, prettiness last night.
They gave Land gallery a little shout out at the encore, which was cute. It is a great store/space...plus, I have a show there coming up in June, and I was very tickled.
Go Magnetic Fields!