LOCATION: Ram's Head Tavern, Annapolis, MD
LINEUP: Karin, Linford, Kim Taylor
REVIEW BY: Ana Maria Correa
Kim Taylor's brief but lovely set consisted of five songs including Glove, A Good Man is Hard to Find (which she laughingly said was inspired by the Flannery O'Connor story but had nothing to do with it), and Birds and the Bees.
...Over the Rhine...
Faithfully Dangerous
I Want You to Be My Love
Hush Now (Stella's Tarantella)
Bluer
Born*
Spark*
Suitcase*
Anything At All*
Lookin' Forward*
Drunkard's Prayer**
Ohio**
All I Need Is Everything*
Cruel & Pretty*
Encore:
My Funny Valentine
Rhapsodie
* = w/ Kim Taylor
** = Karin solo on piano
Karin's confessions: My Funny Valentine is her favorite song...Anything At All was written while they were on tour with Cowboy Junkies...and Back Porch has chosen Lookin' Forward as the album's first single, although she isn't crazy about it ("it doesn't hardly suck at all"). I got the feeling it was more a wish that BP had chosen another track for the first single rather than actual dislike for the song.
Random notes:
Well. After having read all of your raves of the new songs, it was interesting to experience them for myself... And I gotta say that Spark is far and away my favorite (with Drunkard's Prayer and Born following close at its heels--Who Will Guard the Door goes without saying).
It was heaven, people. Utter heaven. And to have Kim with them... I was constantly getting chills, transported into an alternate reality where this music was the only thing flowing through my veins. It filled me to the brim with warm light and the certain ache that only poignant beauty can give. (Actually, I think we need to coin a word for this feeling that only comes when you're sitting there with your eyes closed, Over the Rhine playing live... It exceeds even "sympathetic vibration.")
And just when I thought it couldn't get any better, they played Cruel & Pretty. (With a few little whimsical "Ooo"s thrown in for good measure.)
I don't know what else to say. For a little while, the off-kilter universe
righted itself, the stars aligned, and I somehow, incomprehensibly, could
believe that everything will be ok. The lines comprising my jagged, unresolved
situations, facts, and blunt truths softened into a shape resembling a
loving plan. (Haunted by the Holy Ghost indeed...)
"And all shall be well and
All manner of thing shall be well
By the purification of the motive
In the ground of our beseeching."
~ T.S. Eliot, "Little Gidding"