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Fat Possum

July 11, 2006
Much has been made about Built to Spill's tour being postponed because of the detached retina Doug Martsch suffered while playing a pick-up game of basketball. While a detached retina sounds like an incredibly terrible thing to have happen to someone, I was very interested to hear that Martsch was an avid basketball player as it added credibility to a story my roommate's friend, Tue$day told me. Let's face it - when a guy goes around calling himself Tue$day (yes, with a dollar sign) he needs all the credibility he can get. Upon learning that I was a fan of the band, Tue$day told me that he had lived in Boise for a while and frequently played basketball with Martsch. Apparently not receiving the enthusiasm out of me that he expected, he added for extra effect, "Dude's got a wicked jump shot."

Maybe his mind was drifting to thoughts of the detached retina, but when the band took the stage, Martsch, for some reason, looked a little bored. Fortunately, ever the consummate professional, Martsch gave no indication during the night's performance of the reason(s) behind the dour expression. Devoid of all the unnecessary posturing and stage antics, and with the between-song banter limited, Martsch wasn't chatty, but instead allowed the music to do the all of the talking.

After so many years together one would expect a band like Built To Spill to be tighter than a snare drum, and rest assured that they were. With a set comprised of about half new songs and half from the rest of the band's back catalogue, the Boise quartet played everything flawlessly. Which is even more notable because there was plenty of time to fuck up; the audience was treated to numerous hits over the nearly two-hour show. Songs like "Goin' Against Your Mind" and "Liar" sounded fantastic when heard live for the first time and classics such as "Untrustable" retained the spark that made them so memorable in the first place.

The highlight of the night was Built to Spill's encore. Consisting entirely of "Broken Chairs," the normally nine minute long song was stretched and pulled to nearly twice its length. For long-time fans of the band it was truly a transcendent experience. The extended jam harkened back to the early records and seemed like a seamless addition to an already exceptional song. By the end of the encore, the band had been on stage for over two hours. Quite an impressive feat for anyone, but truly remarkable given the fact that this was only their second show of four in as many days at the same venue. I usually can't see why people would go see a band on consecutive nights, but as I walked out of the dank, hot club into the cool, misty air, I found myself wondering how hard it would be to score tickets to the following night's show.

SEE ALSO: www.builttospill.com

Kevin Alfoldy
An aspiring global adventurer who cut his teeth on the sandy beaches and dirty bitches of Southern California, Kevin Alfoldy now spends his non-vacation days in Brooklyn, New York, where he occasionally finds the time to rub the crust out of his eyes long enough to contribute reviews and feature articles for LAS. A longtime staff member, Kevin also captains the tattered, often half-sunk raft of EPmd, our irregular column of EP reviews.

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