Sifting Through the Vanity Projects in the Festival's Fourth Year
I was surprised at how few people were at Tuesday night's Black Heart Procession show. Maybe it was the icy cold that set in, keeping everyone in. Either way, the eerie, orange mist hanging over the streets set the perfect stage for the moody crooning of this (apparently) still secret band. Anyone who is a Three Mile Pilot or Ugly Casanova fan should give them a listen—they have a solid discography of brooding, love-sick and love-lost songs that are perfect for dark Pacific Northwest winters.
Their line-up shifts; last time I saw them I think they had five people playing, and this tour it was only three. This made each song sound a little slower, a little more sad, and it was a Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers cover that eventually stirred up the energy.
Chelsea Wolfe opened the show, making it a double header of dreary noise—perfect for the night that it was.
Bring it on, cold front.
Pictures after the jump!