took this picture of David Bazan playing at Mississippi Studios tonight. they did all of “Control”, to celebrate its 10 year anniversary and vinyl re-release (the original pressing of which, is, incidentally, the most expensive thing i’ve ever ebay-ed) and a “best of” smattering of other Pedro The Lion/Headphones (badass as fuck arrangement of “Gas and Matches”)/David Bazan songs.
the first time i saw Pedro The Lion was at the Great American Music Hall in San Francisco, shortly after “Control” came out. at the time i was sort of disappointed that they played mainly songs from that record, because 15-year-old-me was there to hear stuff from “It’s Hard To Find A Friend” and “Whole”, and wasn’t so into the “loud” sound of the cymbals and guitars on “Control”, which is, of course, ridiculous, because a few months after that show i got WAY into it, and now absolutely adore the sound and texture of every instrument and part in those songs. the drums in particular on that record are just unbelievably perfect: the chorus to “Magazine”—kills me. is there a better beat anywhere? everything from the vocal to the keyboard to the feedback is just so interesting, well placed, well blended, orchestrated, full of intention and direction, equal parts anger and wisdom.
i really cannot overstate the impact that this band, and specifically this album (and also every single album that they have made), Bazan’s words and ideas and melodies and moments, have had on my life, on my music, on my writing, on my perception of LOVE and DEATH and all that bullshit. i see this dude every chance i get, and listen to his records a lot, and look forward to continuing to do so.
i love it, and, as i was reminded by tonight’s 10-year party, i’ve been loving it for a while now. Bazan for days, man.