I was concerned that we were going to be the oldest at the Teapacks concert last night by far. We may have been the oldest, but clearly not by far. In fact, the audience although not extremely large, ranged from toddlers to us. I would guess that the median age was probably mid to late 30s. Our table neighbor suggested that the Teapacks were very popular in Israel 10 – 15 years ago, and that a lot of the audience were their fans then.
I don’t understand why the music needs to be so loud. When playing the same music on a CD, no one would reach this decibel level. The problem is that it drowns out much of the subtlety of the music, and certainly makes the words (irrespective of language) hard to understand. In fact, Kobi Oz, the Teapacks lead, announced that one song would be in Gibberish, “so it doesn’t make any difference if you don’t know the language”. It might of been Gibberish, but it could just as easily been the English or the Hebrew.
The words, which Oz writes, are very clever (of course, I take that on faith, since there is so much I couldn’t follow). And much but not all of it expresses strong social positions. In addition to “He’s Gonna Push the Button” (see the Youtube clip below several posts), there is a song trying to determine what is more important, peace or food. The song is “Salaam, Salami”. There is another song about the capitalists taking over the world, with a great line that reads something like “Go ahead and sue us, our lawyers work like snails”. And there is a pounding song that attacks the audience directly: “You’re so dumb, you’re stupid, stupid, stupid, and all we do is make money off of you.” The audience loves it.
There was quite a bit of dancing. Or maybe not. Because the dancing seems to be bouncing. You stand in front of the band, you do whatever you want with your hands (you can just let them hang, you can wave them back and forth, you can do anything) and you bounce like you are on a pogo stick. You can do it with a partner, with your friends, by yourself. You don’t even need to know if you are dancing with anyone. Perhaps this is the way it is at all rock concerts now?
The members of the six man band (guitars of various types, drums and a keyboard/accordianist) look like you would expect them to, more or less. Tall, thin, motley dressed, never been to a hair salon. But Kobi Oz, who is the lead, and who sings ALL of the songs (it was a 90 minute set) is a small bundle of energy. Small = maybe 5’2″ Bundle = compact, non- angular Energy = rapid, kinetic, frantic, uncontrolled, awkward, graceful movement, without even a hint of slowing down.
The venue (State Theatre in Falls Church, right on Route 29) is quite nice. I was told that they often have up to 700 people for a concert and, for the reggae and a few other concerts, they remove the tables and can fit in 1000. (I assume that none of them is the fire marshal.) They have a rather complete menu and friendly servers (“No, no, you’re not the oldest person we’ve ever had here, are you kidding?”), and the ceasar salad and the guacamole were first class, but watch out for the frozen, one-size-fits all salmon, which was dry and tough and not possible to really eat. And their coffee brewer was broken, or so they said.
I’d go back to the State Theater, but would be a fish out of water at most events, so probably won’t. But some upcoming programs seem interesting. Anyone want to go with me to see Girl in a Coma?