
It's only one day into the weekend, but I wouldn't be surprised if HEALTH walk with this year's Weirdest Band at Bumbershoot honors, an always coveted title, and one that the fest allows by every year booking at least a couple truly odd acts amidst all the family-friendly folk rock. IT was a HEALTH show: the lanky Asian dude flopped around with a mic hooked up to effects pedals, the drummer rolled out pounding tribal beats, the guitars sounded like shuddering smears of multi-colored feedback, the band went from gentle drones to outbursts of punk thrash to weird, moody grooves, and it was all loud and all good. Cool dads hung out with their mohawked kids in what used to be the Fun Forest, underneath the trippiest building at the Center.
Passing by the same stage, later in the day, a 30-second review of This Providence: Those are some real, real pretty-boys; the song I heard kinda sound like Saves the Day doing a ballad.
The child in the red pants and the blue shirt spazzing out on the lawn to Balkan Beat Box wins the award for best dance moves of the day (sorry, hippie twirler brigade).

The Raveonettes do one thing—J&MC-style feedback pop—but damn do they do it pretty much perfectly. "Last Dance" sounded fucking fantastic. I need to spend some more time with their last album.
I could only take about three songs of Bob Dylan. There, now I've checked him off my list. I can tell the kids I never have that I saw the man. They'll love that story. Dylan's band sounded just fine, the way you'd expect a really solid Nashville session band to sound, and Dylan sounded fine playing the organ, but—DUH—his voice, never really the thing to recommend him, is all but fucking shot. He sounded like your ornery grandfather who just had a stroke, yelling at you about God knows what. He makes Tom Waits, Cookie Monster, and Diane Rehms all sound like that thing where you make your computer speak. You could not do an impression of him that sounded sadder and weirder and funnier than he actually sounded. His records remain indelible, of course, but In the year 2010, the Raveonettes are a better show than Bob Dylan.
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