Hopscotch 2012

Day two of Hopscotch brought even more activity, as we ventured to some of the free day-parties in town to check out even more of the acts on display. After the jump, our thoughts (and GIFs):

Alvarius B., Bill Orcutt, and Chris Corsano

Corsano (left) and Alvarius B. (right)

Bill Orcutt, Alan Bishop (aka Alvarius B.), and Chris Corsano had played together only one other time before opening for the WXDU day-party at Hopscotch. The performance provided a rare opportunity to see Orcutt play electric guitar, as his previous performance at the festival was entirely acoustic. With Bishop on bass and Corsano on drums, the trio played noisy free-jazz with occasional shouts from both Bishop and Orcutt. “Here are some expired condoms; go fuck yourselves,” announced a sweaty Bishop, as the trio left the stage.

Chuck Johnson

Chuck Johnson

“The bad news is I have to follow that; the good news is that I don’t need coffee,” said guitarist Chuck Johnson as he took the stage. The statement was made in reference to the high-energy performance by the Orcutt-Bishop-Corsano trio that had just finished. Following suit with the rest of the humble guitarists present at Hopscotch, Johnson played a beautiful solo acoustic guitar set that cleansed the palate.

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Oren Ambarchi & David Daniell

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We’re hot-and-cold on his new album, but Oren Ambarchi’s set with guitarist David Daniell at the WXDU party eased any concerns we might have had. Preceding Ambarchi’s set was some drunk asshole, who jumped onto the stage and yelled for about thirty seconds about nothing particularly coherent. As security took the guy off the stage, a cup of mayonnaise fell out of his pocket and onto the ground. Poor guy was probably saving it for later.

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Guardian Alien

Guardian Alien

We’re all big fans of the group, and we didn’t get the chance to see their set Thursday night, so their presence at Thrill Jockey’s day-party that afternoon felt like a chance to redeem ourselves. We then proceeded to run into members of the group throughout the night—by accident, we promise.

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Zammuto

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Before arriving at City Plaza Friday afternoon, none of us had heard any material from Nick Zammuto’s first post-Books solo effort. All four of the albums he and Paul de Jong made as The Books are really solid, so we were surprised and bummed to find ourselves bored by Zammuto’s set.

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The Psychic Paramount

The Psychic Paramount

The Psychic Paramount began playing right as doors opened at the Lincoln Theatre, and by the time we made our way into the concert hall the the trio was totally engulfed by fog. We couldn’t see any distinct facial features on-stage during their assaulting and fantastic 45-minute set—it wouldn’t be a total surprise to learn that they had long ago tragically melted them off with their own playing. Gnarly.

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The Jesus and Mary Chain

The Jesus and Mary Chain

From our vantage point behind the Jimmy Johns in City Plaza, this seemed like a show a person would dig if they were a fan of The Jesus and Mary Chain. As the show ended, we could see a procession of debutantes and well-dressed southern gentry entering the hotel behind the stage; we hope they’re shoegaze fans.

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Glenn Jones

Glenn Jones

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