So, last Friday was the Guster concert in Port Chester (just a half-hour train ride up the Hudson River!). We had General Admission floor tickets, so we just sat where ever (which happened to be in the center, about 7 rows back, on the aisle). Yellowbirds was the opening act, and he was lovely (and Guster’s Luke Reynolds played with him too!). He apparently lives near the Passaic Bridge in Brooklyn and wrote a song about it, which was quite good.
A Guster concert is basically watching a game of musical chairs. I was unbelievably impressed with the variety of instruments they could all play. They shifted seats after almost every song. Ryan Miller was hysterical – blunt and sarcastic. He improved a song while taking his coat off called “I’m A Sexy Mofo” and later improved another song called “Brian’s College Thesis,” when a fan showed up with a copy of Brian Rosenworcel’s college thesis (weird? awesome? I don’t know.).
The Guster String Players were awesome too. I can’t recall either of their names (and I can’t find them on the internet either for some reason) but they were a wickedly awesome violinist and cellist. They added a ton of depth and emotion to Guster’s already fantastic songs. The song Beginning of the End was probably the highlight for their talents and we all cheered after the huge solo in the middle. How their fingers don’t kill by the middle of that song is beyond me.
They took requests in the middle of show, from the guy sitting in the furthest reaches of the balcony, and from those who brought the weirdest crap imaginable to the show (at Ryan’s request on Twitter earlier that day).
“This is our last song. After that we’re going to leave the stage for about 14 seconds, and then come back and play one more. So here we go,” stated Ryan before they played This Could All Be Yours. Their true finale (pictured above) was the most stripped down (although the entire concert was acoustic, but ya know) as the four of them approached the end of the stage and played Jesus on the Radio (video here!).
You can find the entire setlist here. Afterward my (truly awesome) date and I went for chili at this hole-in-the-wall called Pat’s Hubba Hubba before stopping into a bar to warm up before catching a train back to the city. While at the nameless bar, a Guster song (I believe it was Satellite) came on and we (the bar patrons) cheered.
I will definitely go see Guster next time they play near the city. They’re worth the trek and 12* weather.