Glen Hansard at Amoeba

Jen and I caught Glen Hansard’s free show at Amoeba tonight.

Jen and I caught Glen Hansard’s free show at Amoeba tonight. It’s an interesting setup. The audience stands in the aisles of Los Angeles’s most famous music store facing a stage where the artist plays. After you get tired of standing for 90 minutes, you can lean forward on the surprising number of CDs for sale by the Motels.

More from the show:

— Hansard knows how to make the ladies swoon. Lots of women there, many with their boyfriends who before today probably thought Glen Hansard was one of the fill-in cousins on the “Dukes of Hazard.” Now they know he’s the Irish guy whose songs start slowly and end in a crescendo of yelling and acoustic guitar, which, strangely, I dig.

— Like I said, Hansard is Irish. I never know what Irish guys are saying. This is what his show banter sounded like to me. “This is a song about gaolach when a man a bhidse on a long drive with a flivva for true achenj love. One, two, three, sneh…”

— I saw the below band section card and got excited, figuring it was a Mr. T band like Hulk Hogan had during the 1980s (Hulk Hogan and the Wrestling Boot Band), and then I flipped the section open to look at a CD and was not excited anymore. Some friends on Facebook and Twitter did tell me that the Mr. T Experience is a pretty good band. If Mr. T would have been pictured on any of the albums, or maybe sung on one of the tracks, I would have bought one. I’m guessing this is why the band never gained widespread popularity. When you promise Mr. T, you have got to deliver Mr. T.


Author: Joe Donatelli

Joe Donatelli is a writer in Los Angeles. He publishes The Humor Columnist.