
It's easy to think that an artist is shining you
on with an admission like, ?I've been looking forward
to this show for a long time.? But at IOTA on
Thursday night, Grant-Lee Phillips sounded
nothing less than completely sincere. Arriving
with a new album, a new three-piece backing
band, and his well-traveled blend of narrative
lyrics and engrossing melodies, the singer played
to an eager crowd who had not seen him play
with
a band in over two years.
The
first portion of the set was devoted to a collection
of tunes from his newly released Virginia
Creeper album.
A mostly pensive record featuring sparse acoustic
arrangements built around Phillips' singular
voice, these performances were well fleshed
out by the live band. Mona Lisa ,
a plea to da Vinci's eternally smiling lady,
created
a warm reflective atmosphere while songs
such
as Lily-A-Passion and Calamity
Jane were able to gather a rollicking
juke
joint energy that is never quite reached
on
the album.
While
about half of the show covered Phillips' solo
career, the second half was entirely devoted
to a crowd pleasing selection of songs from
the singer's landmark 90's band,
Grant Lee Buffalo. It was
at this point that the true range and power
of Phillips' talent was displayed. Playing
highlights from all four of GLB's albums, Phillips
showcased his wide vocal range effortlessly
swaying between
a growling baritone and a soaring falsetto.
The near hits Fuzzy and Dixie
Drugstore had
audience members reeling as the singer reached
notes hovering somewhere near the rafters.
Other more somber tunes like Lone Star
Song and Bethlehem
Steel rang with a thunderous intensity
that was punctuated by Phillips' pitch-perfect
guitar work. Playing his trademark acoustic
twelve-string that was occasionally fuzzed
out with a distortion unit, he managed
to create a dissonant chorus-like effect
that nicely complemented the pitch and
roll of his vocal lines.
Seeing Grant
Lee Phillips at a venue like IOTA is a
bittersweet experience. On the one hand
this cozy club with its brick walls, wooden
rafters, and close confines perfectly
reflects the timbre and feel of his songwriting.
But it is always somewhat dismaying to
know that despite his enormous talent
and critical accomplishments the large
popular appeal experienced by more recent
singer-songwriters, still eludes him.
However, for the faithful who squeezed
through IOTA's doors that night the payoff
was huge as they, just like the singer,
had been looking forward to this show
for a long time.