Blues Goblins (featuring Sam Coomes of Quasi)City: Portland, Oregon
Venue: The Blackbird
You made me love youThe act of playing other people's music seems to liberate Coomes. Inside of the music he's free, the old bluesman's material offering a psychological burn that's like rocket fuel for his psyche. Tonight Coomes is up here naked and alone. It's just him, a chair, an electric guitar. No drums, no band, no guest appearances from friends or former band mates. That's been known to happen at the Blackbird: one night you might catch Sleater-Kinney in the audience, another night Stephen Malkmus and his Jicks might perform unannounced. But tonight Coomes is on his own, and it seems fitting. Towards the end of the set, Coomes leaves his six-stringed pitchfork for the electric piano sitting in a wooden box marked "FRAGILE MUSICAL INSTRUMENT". He comes unglued all over again, banging his elbows up and down the keyboard, hunched over like Beethoven gone stark-raving mad. He hits the delay pedal, walks back to the guitar, adds a wash of distortion over the repeating piano lines. Complete madness. And then it's over, abruptly. The crowd wants an encore; Coomes says he's only got one more left. And then quietly, and sweetly, he dedicates it to his baby daughter, and proceeds to launch into a maniacal blues stomp that torches the place.
And you made me cry
You should remember
That you were born to die.
blues goblins (featuring sam coomes of quasi) blues goblins (featuring sam coomes of quasi) Blues Goblins (featuring Sam Coomes of Quasi)