There were three bands that I played last year in Shanghai that I didn’t get to watch. One was Mogwai, which I missed because I was taking my vacation back home. Another was Miaou, which a friend just recently pointed out. Then there was Mono. When the usual sites I visit that lists upcoming gigs listed Mono again, I was more than glad that my work schedule now allows me to go to these concerts. These things rarely go past midnight.
I’ve stopped actively listening to post-rock for a few years now, but you don’t just take a pass on these things, especially if you have access to conveniences. I even had my ticket delivered home, on a red-alert typhoon day.
I was two hours early at MAO Livehouse, and was probably person number twelve already. No one was in line, so I just propped myself where I’d expect it to start. Was I first to enter? Nope, and you won’t understand if you haven’t stayed in China for some time. Annoyed, I just settled with the fact that I still got my usual position in front of the stage to shoot.
There were artificial candles, and, not that I was surprised, no microphone stands. The guitars and gadget boxes were not the newest and shiniest gears, but I’ve read in a recent interview that its the same equipment that the band has used since they started in 1999.
I lost track of time the entire set. I was busy shooting stills, and recorded a video of one song (currently uploading). I have listened to a few of the band’s records some years ago, and most of what I heard, I wasn’t familiar with, but after listening to their new For My Parents CD, I realized they played a lot from it. Funny though that the audience kept shouting their woohoos at every dramatic piano-laden intro.
There was no encore. I didn’t take this badly though. The set was great, there was no bone of disappointment, and if the band (or management) deemed that an encore wasn’t necessary, that’s their prerogative.
The aforementioned video:
The list of upcoming gigs over here in Shanghai is not so bad. However, this is the one I’m willing to kill for.