“What he’s demonstrated, very clearly, is that you have a choice. He took all that torment, all that agony, all that confusion and pain, and he transformed it into something beautiful. He’s like the silkworm, you know? You take this raw material, and you transform it. You come out with something that wasn’t there before. Something beautiful. Something perhaps transcendent. Something perhaps eternal. Insofar as he does that, I think he’s representative of the human spirit, of what’s possible. That you have a choice ‘And this has been my choice, to give you Sugar Man’. Now, have you done that? Ask yourself.”
“I wouldn’t be playing music if it wasn’t for this tape,” Deerhunter frontman Bradford Cox said from Atlanta’s Variety Playhouse stage last night. The cassette in question was the Breeders’ 1993 classic Last Splash, purchased by Cox’s mom many years ago as a birthday present for her then-pre-teen son. That she was in the audience, Cox was celebrating his 31st birthday, and Deerhunter was opening a sold-out show for their Dayton, Ohio alt-rock heroes seemed almost too good to be true. And yet, here they all were – Cox getting a small chorus of “Happy Birthday” from the crowd before his band played a note, and using time between songs to wax rhapsodic about his “favorite album of all time.”
This show was fucking amazing and I’m so glad I was there.