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Concert Review: The Ghost of a Saber Tooth Tiger

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Concert Review: The Ghost of a Saber Tooth Tiger

Posted on 30 January 2011 by bamboooffshoot

By David Lau

Charlotte Kemp Muhl and Sean Lennon share the stage at the legendary Troubadour in West Hollywood. Photo by David Lau.

Unusual things have happened at West Hollywood’s Troubadour nightclub, explained Sean Lennon, frontman of indie duo The Ghost of a Saber Tooth Tiger.

“Elton John made his debut here … my dad [former Beatle John Lennon] got bounced out of here for heckling … and now The GOASTT has done a cowbell solo on this stage.”

Charlotte Kemp Muhl, the other half of GOASTT, agreed: “There’s so much history here … I think I saw Jim Morrison’s puke upstairs. Framed.”

With its dry wit and avant-garde songwriting, GOASTT made its own mark on the Troubadour Sunday night.

Fans ranged from gray-haired hippies to teenage hipsters, the former old enough to own the Beatles on vinyl and the latter young enough to first hear Abbey Road on iTunes.

Yet Lennon’s band moved beyond any Beatles-clone preconceptions and played its own brand of indie-folk.

When Lennon and Muhl took the stage with guest multi-instrumentalist CJ Collins, each member settled into a nest of microphones and instruments. Within the first five minutes Lennon was tap-dancing on kick drum and hi-hat pedals, harmonizing with Muhl and strumming his acoustic guitar.

The bearded Sean Lennon looked very similar to his Abbey Road-era father, while guest horn player CJ Collins resembled the Mad Hatter. Photo by David Lau

Each song took the audience on a new sonic adventure, from the delicate guitar arpeggios of “The World Was Made for Men,” to the upbeat accordion swing of “Jardin du Luxembourg,” with Collins’ horns alternating between smooth melodies and sharp blasts.

Weaving Muhl’s breathy soprano with Lennon’s strident tenor, GOASTT managed to put beauty and emotion into eccentric lyrics like, “Now the peas speak Chinese/and the moon’s made of American cheese” (“Dark Matter”).

The music traversed equally eclectic ground, meandering into jazz chords and Middle Eastern scales without losing its pop sensibility. Lennon demonstrated a penchant for sonic experimentation–perhaps inherited from his mother Yoko Ono, with whom he has toured– and he even incorporated an accordion/guitar interpretation of Beethoven’s “Fur Elise” into his set.

The band rounded out its set with a cover of Bob Dylan’s “Girl from the North Country,” simultaneously paying tribute to GOASTT’s folk roots while adding a glockenspiel twist.

Download a free song by The GOASTT here.

The Troubadour’s small, intimate setting served as a perfect venue for the duo as they traded jokes with fans and shared stories from their tour.

Lennon’s deadpan delivery complemented Muhl’s laughter as they described everything from their diets (“While I’m eating a sandwich, Charlotte says ‘Hold on!’ and looks for an animal to slaughter”) to their creative process (“This is the first song we wrote together, back when we made weird music in our pajamas … actually, it was one pajama that we shared”).

Muhl showed equal skill on bass, glockenspiel, accordion, melodica, and vocals. Photo by David Lau

Just as their songs exuded a strange beauty, Lennon and Kemp exuded a peculiar friendliness. It was as if they were playing a house show instead of at a historic nightclub.

They even eschewed the typical exit-and-encore ritual of most musicians, saying, “We don’t need that pretending business… we’re glad to be here.”

As the concert ended and the crowd spilled onto the sidewalk, conversations buzzed with words like “surprising” and “not what I thought.” Those expecting a John Lennon tribute band were pleasantly surprised to find that The GOASTT pioneered its own musical trail.

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The guessing game: “What are you?”

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The guessing game: “What are you?”

Posted on 31 July 2010 by bamboooffshoot

By Esther Fensel, guest writer

Photo: Esther Fensel

What are you?

I get this question from nearly everyone I meet. They’re asking, of course, what my mix is. I’m half-Korean and half-German, but I look “ethnically ambiguous,” as a friend once said. People look at me and can’t figure me out: they are trying to categorize me racially and they’re stumped.

This happens to virtually every mixed-race person I know. I do it too. And really, there’s nothing wrong with it – we have a natural tendency to categorize and classify. We do this to better understand what we come across.

I am a part of HapaSC, a social group on campus for multicultural and mixed-race people. We’re a room full of people who blur the lines of racial categorization, a group of young adults creating our own racial identities. In the fall, we walked over to the California Science Center to check out its exhibit entitled “RACE: Are We So Different?

The exhibit is intended to challenge our preconceptions of race. And some of the installations in the room did: one booth has you match voices to ethnically diverse faces – much easier said than done. There are pictures on a wall from Kip Fulbeck’s “The Hapa Project,” portraits of beautifully unique mixed-race faces.

But there are also installations that make painfully obvious the fact that race is still very much a pertinent issue. One piece illustrated the stark differences between the average incomes of different races in the U.S. – the money pile representing the income of a white person towers over that of a Hispanic person.

One of the installations is an interactive feature: a vote on how the 2010 U.S. Census should categorize race. Should we keep it the same? Should we make it simpler? The majority of college-aged students thought it’d be best to eliminate race entirely from the census.

Race is still an issue. To deny this is more dangerous than to acknowledge it. Our president is biracial, and there are people who do not support him because of it. A judge in Louisiana will not marry interracial couples because he “fears” for their future biracial children. I hear racial “jokes” all the time that are ignorant, not funny.

As a mixed-race person, I don’t really feel that I belong to a specific race. My mother is Korean and my dad is German. I am neither. I do think that people are beginning to better understand race and differences, in letting people check more than one racial category on the census, for example. A person’s appearance alone is nothing more than a chance to learn and appreciate such differences.

So go ahead and ask me, “What are you?” I’ll be happy to give you a real answer.

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