I can’t pull a hipster card here and pretend like I was aware of Courtney Barnett way before everyone else was. I do recall becoming aware of her around the time she must have been gaining popularity in the US.
Philadelphia’s independent radio station WXPN played “Avant Gardener” and was promoting her local show I believe last year. Originally, it was scheduled for one of the smaller venues in South Philly, and then in that span, she gained a larger following, and the show was moved to the larger Union Transfer. The song stood out to me, as I had never heard any other song mention “pseudoephedrine,” enjoyed the lyrics across the board as well, and took a liking to her vocal style.
This summer, Barnett also played WXPN’s large yearly music showcase, XPoNential Music Festival. While I did not go (alas), I did hear the recap of the event on the radio, along with some live recordings of Barnett’s set. Take a look and a listen here. Live, she had more edge, grind, and energy while still maintaining that delivery of deadpan indifference and disinterest. I enjoyed her even more, and then promptly downloaded her discography. Not to sound like a jaded old person or anything, but it is always refreshing to hear musicians that can really bring it to a live performance, especially with the rampant tendencies in the music world to overproduce, automate, and sterilize all the fun and life out of everything.
Okay, I hear it. I do sound like that guy at the record store. Seriously, though, if you haven’t already, check out Courtney Barnett, especially the live recordings.
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