On Morcheeba…

There is nothing more frustrating than really wanting to listen to an album, only to find that you haven’t put it on your Ipod. It’s one of the biggest let downs ever. This is what happened this afternoon as I was heading to work. I wanted to put on a Morcheeba album… ANY Morcheeba album. But alas, there was none on my Ipod.

I’ve been on a huge Morcheeba kick ever since I saw their show on Sunday at the Phoenix. Which I don’t think I’ve talked about yet. So, lets do that!

If you’re unfamiliar with their sound, Morcheeba falls somewhere between Portishead and Massive Attack.  Their sound is very fluid and beautiful with embellishments from genres of Rock, funk, and blues.  They took over the stage at the Phoenix to a crowd who was just as enthralled in their presence as I was. 

Skye Edwards is unbelievable to watch live.

She must have been an African queen in her past life. The amount of poise and elegance she brings to the stage is unparalleled by any other performer I’ve seen. Her voice is soft, yet completely powerful. She emotes kindness in a way I’ve never seen before, and watching her was one of the more spiritual experiences I’ve had at a show.

Their sound just washes over you, wrapping you in a cocoon of warmth.  You feel safe and open. As I danced and swayed to their music, I felt myself letting go of all the stress from the day and I fell deeper and deeper into their performance.

 It was a very special night for all in attendance.

Ever since the show, I’ve been listening to their albums pretty much non-stop. While it can’t parallel the live performance, it keeps transporting me there.  This is a trend with me. See a good show, listen to albums by that artist until I’m sick of them, see a different show, repeat. 

Except now my cycle is broken, cuz I didn’t put any Morcheeba on my Ipod.

*sigh* I guess The Tallest Man on Earth will have to do.