Voxtrot (Last concert ever) – Bowery Ballroom – June 27th
I’ve only ever been to one other final show (at least that I know of). Jump, Little Children. December 30th, 2005. You could say my JLC obsession was rather pronounced. The timing was right. It started when I was about 15, the band toured almost exclusively in the Southeast (both where I’m from and where I went to school), I had a lot of spare time, and a disposable income. Unsurprisingly, after seeing them over fifteen times, the last show was emotional.
I’m not going to lie. With so much going on with Northside Festival and with the Creators Project, the major reason I decided to go see Voxtrot was because I wanted to experience the range of emotions that accompany a final show: the adrenaline-fueled performance, the obsessive fans – all coupled with premature twangs of nostalgia and loss.
It’s been three years since Voxtrot released their last proper album, but the crowd seemed determined to give the band a good final show – at least the people who made it out. (Despite the fact that it was a ‘sold-out’ show, the floor seemed to be roomier than usual… perhaps due to the aforementioned alternative events.) From the first notes of “Introduction” (ha), people cheered and moved enthusiastically to the music. I love this song! Oh my God! someone yelled. On stage, lead singer Ramesh Srivastava jumped around wildly when not at the mic and even managed to break a string during the first song.
As predicted, the scene was both energetic and grim. Nearly every song was dedicated to a friend, fan, or member of the music industry.
This is of course the last Voxtrot concert ever. This is very exciting for us. I was really worried. We haven’t put out a record in years. I thought it would be empty, so thanks. This is of course our favorite place to play, said Srivastava.
As he fought to fix his guitar string, the crowd started singing him happy birthday. He was 27.
As I listened to the set, I couldn’t help but ponder the significance of the lyrics and the songs they played. The line: “I used to be your biggest fan.” The songs: “The Start of Something” and “The Wrecking Force.” Then, in the final song: “Oh and I am dead and gone.” Yikes.
I sort of had this plan of making this evening like a Hindu funeral, but I only got as far as this shirt, Srivastava said, only half jokingly.
They energetically powered through their set, often apologizing for being out of practice. You know, we used to be professional but it’s the last show, so I don’t really care now, admitted Srivastava.
Following their hit song, “The Start of Something,” things got a little mushy. There are so many bands out there and it means a lot to me that you’re emotionally invested in my – I mean our – band.
It was impossible not to cringe when Srivastava introduced “Missing Pieces” at the show’s conclusion. Ok. Thanks again. This is our last song ever as Voxtrot. Thank you so much for believing in music and for coming. Then, as if addressing a crowd of graduates, Srivastava continued: Don’t lose your sense of curiosity. Just do whatever you want to do […] Don’t cry. During their last song, he briefly jumped down into the audience for a final hurrah before walking off stage for the last time.
Raised by Wolves
Your Biggest Fan
Soft and Warm
Mothers, Sisters, Daughters & Wives
Age of Consent (New Order cover)
Berlin, Without Return
The Start of Something