| T O P I C R E V I E W |
| Fluffy |
Posted - 04/22/2008 : 2:46:47 PM
T+D are joined by Jack Johnson for "Pirate Looks @ 40" I think. The video is not so great but the audio isn't to bad:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=RN3hLrnjhBI
T+D much better vid, still pretty good audio "Stay or Leave":
http://youtube.com/watch?v=aWYmf2svmw0
T&D "Save Me":
http://youtube.com/watch?v=Q3XQ4eaTZ10
Kokua Festival Press Conference:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=-56g-W5Zka8
This is Pt. 1 of 4 segments of the press conference. I didn't watch them all so I don't know if TR or Dave speak but they are both up there on the panel. You should be able to find Pt. 2-4 on the above link as they were all posted by the same person. ENJOY! |
| 7 L A T E S T R E P L I E S (Newest First) |
| Fluffy |
Posted - 05/07/2008 : 5:22:25 PM
Dave & Tim - 04/19/08
http://bt.etree.org/details.php?id=514863
http://www.dreamingtree.org/details.php?id=4646
Dave & Tim - 04/20/08
http://bt.etree.org/details.php?id=514874
http://www.dreamingtree.org/details.php?id=4654
Jack with the Friends(including D&T) encore
http://bt.etree.org/details.php?id=514867 |
| Fluffy |
Posted - 04/23/2008 : 09:30:45 AM
Mellow to da max
The laid-back Kokua Festival delivers a meaningful message
Commentary by Burl Burlingame
bburlingame@starbulletin.com
The Waikiki Shell is a nearly ideal site for Jack Johnson's Kokua Festival. Not only does its limited size keep the fest from turning into a monster, it's on bus and trolley routes and within walking distance for mainland fans staying in Waikiki hotels. But mainly, a trick of the landscaping turns the level area behind the seats into an enviro-arcade, a Main Street of cheerful businesses, lobbying organizations and self-help groups dedicated to making Earth livable.
It's in this area that the special nature of the Kokua Festival comes alive.
"It's been tremendous -- so many people with questions," said Dwight Streamfellow, of 21st Century Technologies, a company that deals in water and energy conservation for the home.
There's a sense of community in the enviro- arcade, added Streamfellow after a former customer stopped by to chat about conservation tips. "The people here are predisposed to be interested in the subject. I love Jack Johnson's music -- but our cause here is the environment."
The wise man said there's no such a thing as a free lunch, except in mousetraps. Everything costs, even in ways that cannot be easily imagined, which is why the trope of the "carbon footprint" was established, so that an individual's unwitting contribution of energy-related carbon dioxide can be added to greenhouse gasses. Everything you do, it seems, adds to the gaseous atmospheric scab that is slowly baking the planet.
Bummer. Totally.
The first baby step toward environmental awareness, of course, is the unsettling notion that while being proactive is good, being passive is destructive. Ouch. That's likely why you didn't see a Hummer or a limo anywhere near the Kokua Festival at the Waikiki Shell over the weekend. Jack Johnson's annual benefit for his Kokua Foundation can be viewed as a celebration of smug, self-referencing do-gooderness or an honest attempt to educate while entertaining -- and the two extremes don't cancel each other out. The crowd consists of the already converted.
Which is a good reason to park the car at Kapiolani Community College and take the hired trolley to and from the festival. Why contribute to Waikiki's already massive carbon footprint?
"The folks going down to the show are mellow, really mellow," offered trolley driver Tony Hroncich. "But I expect they'll be more excited and rowdier on the way back. Concerts are like that. But for now, everybody's laid-back. Way laid-back."
So laid-back that many, according to Hroncich, thought the concert was free. Instead, they found that the Shell was mobbed and scalpers were selling tickets for hundreds of dollars. A couple of thousand ticketless fans simply squatted in Kapiolani Park to soak up, by aural osmosis, the vibe wafting outside the security perimeter.
Not free. This year's festival sold out in less than two hours. Newlyweds Justin and Jamie Burriss of Murfreesboro, Tenn., "turned on two computers and four screens to buy whatever seats we could" the minute they went on sale. They scored but admitted it was a near thing. All tickets were gone a few seconds after they got theirs.
"You don't really hear much music like this -- it comes from the heart," said Justin. "It's not manufactured. Jack Johnson's so cool that we're tempted to move here and take up surfing permanently."
The enviro-wareness of the scene makes one question the carbon footprint of everything. The food runs toward margaritas, cheeseburgers, garlic fries and minidoughnuts. Gotta be a carbon footprint there, unless they're using mirrors to cook the wienies. Most of the merch is cash-only. Is credit or debit less carbon-dioxible? Lots of sandals, natural fabrics, water bottles being reused. The enviro-peer pressure is working. The trees look happy. Our photographer says they've been hugged a lot.
The age range is broad. One thing you can say about Jack Johnson, he produces family-friendly music. Oh yeah, the music. From the exciting ska of Go Jimmy Go to the Jawaiian punk poetry of Paula Fuga, the afternoon passes in a daze. Then Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds take the stage in a blazing display of picking and flailing -- Reynolds pretty amazing in a controlled-feedback rendering of "After the Gold Rush" -- and then Johnson puts the button on it with a rousing, heartfelt set. This is his baby, after all.
"I like those little water bottles!" enthused Matthews from the stage. "Fill 'em up ... keep reusing. How about that!"
The crowd cheered. Mostly for themselves, but then, you didn't see many water bottles littering the area either.
http://starbulletin.com/2008/04/21/features/story01.html |
| Fluffy |
Posted - 04/23/2008 : 09:15:28 AM
Updated at 3:15 p.m., Sunday, April 20, 2008
Dave Matthews, Tim Reynolds the best of the Kokua Fest
By Kawehi Haug
Advertiser Staff Writer
It was right around the time that Dave Matthews said, "I smell weed. I smell chicken," that it became clear: He, along with guitarist Tim Reynolds, was going to be the highlight of this year's Kokua Festival.
And not just because he was right on both counts, and funny to boot. From the moment Matthews' name was announced at 6:30 p.m. — to the delighted shrieks of thirtysomething fans who no doubt have fond memories of swaying in their college dorm rooms to the sing-songy melody of "Crash" — to the moment he sang his final note at 7:40 p.m., Matthews had the attention of the 8,000-plus festival goers. Even his mostly incoherent babbling (sometimes using a Grover-meets-Louis Armstrong voice) between songs was a hit. People laughed like they were in the company of a lovable, but perhaps not-all-there, friend.
And then he would start playing again and there was no denying it: Matthews can jam. Add to his skill the astonishing talent of guitarist Reynolds, and the Kokua Festival, for an hour and 10 minutes, was the only place to be last night.
The festival on a whole, though, was bespattered with organizational snafus. Now in its fifth year (but still performing like it's a baby operation) the annual event suffers from the same lack of professionalism as it did in its first year. Though the scope of services has increased, the level at which the services perform leaves much to be desired. For example, a shuttle service has been implemented this year as an alternate mode of transportation to and from the Waikiki Shell, but it was painfully inadequate. There were literally thousands of people who opted to park and ride only to discover that there were but two shuttles doing the transporting. Poor planning on the part of the festival organizers resulted in angry, impatient crowds.
If only, in the midst of the push-and-shove to get home, people could have remembered that they had just been witness to one of the best musical duos performing today.
Matthews and Reynolds did a 10-song set that was jazzy, bluesy, folksy, and groovy with a solid experimental (and in some instances, even a bit psychedelic) thread tying it all together. Reynolds is hands-down, one of the best guitarists alive and Matthews, now sans band, is a solid guitarist whose vocals are still every bit as haunting and lovely as we remember them. If anything's changed, it's that he's better than ever — and had the good sense to partner with Reynolds.
Whatever happened before and after Matthews and Reynolds might have easily been forgotten if the main act didn't happen to be one of our own.
And how could we forget Jack Johnson? He's a big-time celebrity whose star seems to have risen and exploded all over the planet. And still, after four hit albums, five Kokua Festivals and countless concerts, Johnson is a bit awkward on stage, seemingly uncomfortable in his rock star skin. At this stage in the game, it's probably pretty safe to say that he'll always be a little out of his element while he's performing, but who's keeping tabs (besides finicky critics)? The audience certainly isn't, because the guy could lie on stage and whisper his words to the tune of a stringless guitar and the fans would scream. It's his gift: the ability to connect deeply with his listeners in spite of himself.
Last night Johnson took the stage for a solid 90 minutes, playing a 25-song set that was everything everyone expected. For some, that was wonderful news. For others perhaps, a disappointment. Still, he did what he came to do and to that end, he was wildly successful.
Johnson shone brightest when he performed with other festival guests. Matt Costa, Mason Jennings and Johnson did a crowd-pleasing, all-in-the-family version of Costa's "Sunshine," the song bringing out the best in all three singers, but it was when Johnson and Matthews sang Jimmy Buffet's "Pirate Looks at 40" that the whole thing came together. It was pure perfection: the Waikiki Shell bathed in the neon colors of a pretty, if not a bit over-the-top, tropical cocktail, the cool trade winds, the swaying crowd, the fun song sung by a couple of guys' guys who happen to be men of conviction (at least that's the impression we get). Perfection.
Had it all ended there, Kokua Festival 2008 would've gone down as one of the best. And it should have ended there because leaving the six-hour event with a children's song in your head about recycling is no way to end an evening.
Here's a simple rule to follow if you're a musician whose repertoire includes a soundtrack to the "Curious George" movie: If you can smell weed and chicken at the concert, it's no place for children's songs.
Reach Kawehi Haug at khaug@honoluluadvertiser.com
http://www.honoluluadvertiser.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/200804200200/BREAKING05/80420010 |
| gnome44 |
Posted - 04/22/2008 : 11:24:16 PM
Hmmm...not too old.
He's been playing it for a few years. I'd say he's at least been playing it since 2005 or so...other's might know more exactly.
It's as of yet unreleased. |
| dancheatham |
Posted - 04/22/2008 : 10:53:45 PM
quote:
Originally posted by gnome44
The song is called "Che".
Awesome. Thanks =) I assume it's an older one then? |
| gnome44 |
Posted - 04/22/2008 : 10:53:01 PM
The song is called "Che". |
| dancheatham |
Posted - 04/22/2008 : 10:42:06 PM
Any info on Tim's solo from the second night? Dave says the name of it after the song, but I can't quite understand what he says (Shape, maybe?). Is this a new one, or just something I'm not recognizing?
http://www.sendspace.com/file/bl386d |
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