All I can say is that I'm glad I didn't pay for my ticket, because otherwise I'd be asking for my money back.
I often start these whiny posts by stating clearly that the artist was not at fault, and once again I find myself in that position.
Gin herself was beautiful, funny, engaging and a total pro. Her performance was spot on and she was accompanied by an awesome band.
It's just a shame that either the sound tech was totally retarded or the venue was so bad that we couldn't really hear much but gurgled noise.
The problem with Gin is that she has a voice which demands a very talented sound tech. I like Gin, and I like her sound, but the top notes need to be more understated and the bottoms need to be boosted - and that does not mean turning the sound up to full bore.
I really wish I could say I had enjoyed that concert more. I wish I didn't feel so bad about it, because I kinda feel like I'm complaining a lot about gigs at the moment when - in actual fact - I just have standards when it comes to shows - I don't even feel like they're that high. I just want to be able to hear the music and the lyrics, and not feel like my ears are going to bleed due to massive volume, which was only amplified when Gin really let lose (something she should be able to do - as I said, the woman is amazing).
Forgetting about the sound for a minute, Gin's little interlude making fun of Air New Zealand's use of her song Under My Skin was a crack up. She insisted that if the plane is going down, we're all fucked, so why are we playing such a happy wee song? Bless her, she's right.
Overall, I would see Gin again, but I have serious doubts about seeing another concert at the Bruce Mason Center... which sucks, because Vampire Weekend are playing there in April and I'd love to see them too.
Why not play at The Powerstation people? It's a million times better (and bonus, it doesn't require a trip over the Harbour Bridge).
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