InOctober
2005, while Swedish-born Jos Gonzlez rode the ripples from the abrupt
wave of international acclaim given to his 2003 album, Veneer, in
the wake of its U.S. release, I watched an unaccompanied Mia Doi Todd
face the impatient, hirsute horde that had amassed for a late-night
show at The Independent in San Francisco. Todd was illmatched as the
opener for another Scandinavian act, the psychedelic quartet Dungen,
and it would be a kindly understatement to suggest that her set was
merely awkward.
Todd’s earnest demeanor, in addition to the
show’s late hour, made few—if any—inebriated converts. Fortunately for
Todd, context was an asset at the Pabst Theater on Tuesday night, with
her mellifluous voice and plaintive songwriting sharing equally in a
warmer reception. At times virtually indistinguishable from the rhythm
of the hand drums on which she was accompanied, Todd’s syncopated
vocals lay stylistically between Sandy Denny minus the Celtic lilt and
Joni Mitchell without the wail. Todd strummed her way through 45
minutes of mostly original material before eliciting a sincere standing
ovation from two men in the front row.
The stage cleared for a
brief intermission before a spotlighted Gonzlez appeared, rousing
anyone still hypnotized by Todd’s sweetly soporific set with the
gorgeous “Deadweight On Velveteen” followed by “Hints,” two of the
moodier compositions from Veneer. Those charmed by Gonzlez’s debut will be pleased to find that he hasn’t strayed from Veneer’s aural austerity, though he treads darker waters on his 2007 release, In Our Nature. Silhouetted
by a limpid blue backdrop, Erik Bodin and Yukimi Nagamo joined Gonzlez
halfway through the set for “The Nest,” a track from In Our Nature. Like much of Gonzlez’s new material, the song marks a departure from Veneer’s lovelorn subject matter.
Its
deceptively tranquil surface barely conceals roiling metaphors for the
scourge of violence and cupidity that lies beneath. And while Gonzlez
may owe his notoriety outside Europe to a slew of placements on
American television, his deftly plucked, expressive guitar and
politically pointed lyrics prove he’s far more than just a troubadour
for prime-time teen dramas.
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