Sunday, May 25, 2008

review: Sasquatch Day Two (Sunday)

Though the sun that was out and hot to kick off the morning was quickly dampened by on-and-off pouring rain, it eventually triumphed and resulted in a day worthy of the festival’s lineup.

The band Awesome and 65daysofstatic kicked off the Sasquatch! Stage, but the first big pit-packer was Seattle’s very own Blue Scholars. The duo repped “that real Northwest hip hop music” and played some new songs, possibly making the most crowd-pleasing performance of the day.

Indie rockers White Rabbits played an easy to enjoy set on the Wookie! side stage that was fun and poppy, not to mention the guys were all matching in their collared shirts and Ray Ban Sunglasses.

The pure voices of Tegan and Sara carried over an immensely packed main stage. The duo was modest and thankful, dedicating songs to producer Chris Walla and Death Cab for Cutie.

Back on the Wookie! side stage, Mates of State performed an energetic set as the weather finally began to cool down a bit. The duo’s sound was phenomenal, and the violin and cello backing brought the act together.

Michael Franti and Spearhead, whose sound can best be described as Bob Marley combined with Duran Duran’s “Rio,” whipped the crowd into a frenzy with his poppy and political tunes.

Though they were nearly an hour late going on, British act The Kooks still drew one of the largest sides stage crowds of the entire festival. Though they overlapped with Death Cab for Cutie, people stuck by their decision to see the act which easily could’ve been on the main Sasquatch! Stage.

Pacific Northwest favorites Death Cab for Cutie played an inspiring set, opening with “Bixby Canyon Bridge” from their new album Narrow Stairs and continuing on with a wide variety of new and old songs. The group was dressed in black, because, according to lead singer Ben Gibbard, “I’m so fucking excited to see The Cure you wouldn’t believe it.” He dedicated “I Will Follow You Into the Dark” to them.

Unfortunately, headliner The Cure was a boring performance. Though the smoke and lighting was brilliant, the actual band was less than captivating. That didn’t seem to matter to the thousands packing into the pit and spilling up the hillside.