Garcia Peoples, Unpredictable as Ever
As the COVID-19 pandemicâs made it all but impossible to safely attend a live show, livestreams have proven to be the next best thing, though admittedly not the real thing. And New Jersey band Garcia Peoples are the type of band you want to witness live, whether to take in a heady, yet freewheeling jam or appreciate the playersâ instrumental dynamism. As such, Thursday nightâs Garcia Peoples live stream from Sony Hall in NYC was the least polished online event Iâve witnessed so far, and thankfully, the closest Iâve felt from a stream to witnessing an actual concert. It made me realize what I missed the most about seeing live music in person wasnât necessarily hearing new arrangements of old favorites as much as the inherent unpredictability of performance.
To get it out of the way, hereâs what happened: Garcia Peoples taped two sets that you could purchase in advance. When it came time to log on, many of the unique codes associated with previously purchased tickets were not working, causing some folks to have to buy tickets again. Glitch in the ShowClix platform? Possibly. Annoying at the moment? Definitely. But then the music started, the band ripping through their 14-minute âSuiteâ from 2018â˛s Cosmic Cash, the swirling guitars conversing as much as the vocalists themselves. A fiddling, psychedelic intro to âGliding Throughâ revealed a band eager to show off their new hooks, Andy Cushâs limber bass buoying buzzy guitar solos, moody jamming, and licks in sequence with Macrodoseâs trippy light show. A surprise addition from the previously published setlist was the baroque pop-meets-explosive riff-fest of âAltered Placeâ in between âGliding Throughâ and the flute-laden, âDig A Ponyâ-esque âHeart & Soulâ. That was set one, filled with lots of bluesy riffing in between tracks, starts and stops, false starts--things you witness at, well, a real live show.
Then, we waited. The first set ended, and the second set...didnât begin. We had watched less than half of what we paid for, and set #2 wasnât loading. As we were told to wait patiently, some of the band members spent time on the streaming platformâs message board, conversing with fans about their live curation, reminiscing on past shows, and wholeheartedly apologizing for something that was not at all their fault. Eventually, the platform let us know that they werenât gonna be able to resolve whatever technical difficulties were preventing the second set from being loaded, and weâd get it tomorrow in our inboxes. In the before times, this would have perhaps been the equivalent to a bandâs amp blowing, but then they might not have been able to finish their set. Here, some fans cracked another beverage and re-watched the first set, looking for elements they missed the first time around or simply letting loose again. As for me, I went to sleep with something to look forward to. It was a non-ideal situation that all of a sudden felt like I had gotten two shows for the price of one.
I spent the next day regularly checking my inbox, looking forward to receiving a link, waiting to be surprised in a past year otherwise filled mostly with art on demand. When I got the link, like some fans the night prior, I re-watched the first set, paying special attention to the âSuiteâ so I could compare it to the suite from Nightcap at Witsâ End theyâd play during the second set. This time around, the band was even more impressive: After the lilting, arpeggiated, yet chugging âWasted Timeâ, Garcia Peoples didnât stop through side 2 of Nightcap, from the expansive psychedelia of âOne At A Timeâ to the bluesy sways of âA Reckoningâ. Combined with the gentle breeze of Natural Facts highlight âCanvasâ and Nightcap side 1 gems like the tempo-changing âPainting a Vision That Carriesâ and pulsating âFire of the Nowâ, the whole experience, not just of set #2 but of the entire livestream, felt less like something mistake-riddled and more like something rewarding of patience. And if that doesnât encompass the Garcia Peoples ethos, I donât know what does.