One By One I'll Knock You Out

Last night, Blahblog went with Glitterfish, Jen Cady, and Mr. Sundance to a surprise Beck concert at the Echo. After two hours in line and fifteen dollars, we were ready to be wowed. And we were. Beck played an amazingly funky and magical set, unparalleled to any other concert I've seen. Except Jon Brion. But don't make me choose. Just don't.

My experience was tainted slightly by the young hipsters that surrounded us. I have no problem with old hipsters- "the originals" I call them. It's the young ones that represent everything that is annoying about the current state of indie rock. This girl in front of me, wearing an outfit so atrocious it almost sent Jen into tears, was talking about all the concerts that she has seen and the bands that she loves. Evidently, she loves Bright Eyes, Broken Social Scene, and Beck (of course!!), but she doesn't like Bloc Party because they are too "radio." I am going to try to use that phrase as much as possible now. I also just realized that all the bands she was talking about start with the letter "B." Perhaps she had her iPod in front of her.

Then Jonny overheard a guy talking to his friend's girlfriend. He said, "The Postal Service is like, emotion, and Death Cab is like, rock." It was hipster hell in there.

Maybe I'm too judgmental or maybe I read glitterfish too much, but when Beck sang, "One by one I'll knock you out," I was convinced he was talking to the young hipsters in the audience. And I cheered.