Sebadoh, February 24 at the Troubadour

Another band and another show I would have missed if not for Carla. I don’t know how I missed Sebadoh back in the lo-fi heyday of the mid-’90s. I think I was a lot more into Britpop and bigger American alt-rock acts at the time. I was never a Dinosaur Jr. fan and I think I even had a Sebadoh album but it must have been the wrong one because I couldn’t get into it and I got rid of it. Carla is an obsessive ‘90s lo-fi fan, as well as being in love with Sebadoh, and she got me to come along. Sebadoh were playing Bake Sale, their epic, and she got me into it, and I have to admit that I was really missing out, having never gotten it before. I’m not sure how much music I have in my past to connect to the band but somehow I just didn’t come close. Luckily I could (almost) make up for it. Sebadoh played all the tracks on the album, though not in order, which I thought was interesting. Most bands that play their whole albums just run straight through them, which is probably easiest and might make more sense to the audience, but there’s nothing that says they have to, and it might even be more fun that they don’t, since they can be spontaneous and spread it out over the evening and they don’t have to play what might be the best tracks at the beginning of the show. Of course, after the beginning of the show I couldn’t really tell what the order was or exactly what songs were from that album (since I know they didn't play the first track first), but it all sounded great. The Troubadour was probably the best place in the world for them and their sound, being just big enough and with a sound-system that could be what they needed, though it’s unfortunate that their legend didn’t grow enough while they were gone that they couldn’t come back and play a bigger place (though anywhere bigger might not have felt or sounded right). And Barlow might be getting on in years and the cute-nerd look might be fading into scuzzy-hippie but he still has enough charm and enough great songs to show why he and his band should have been bigger than they were (at least bigger than Mascis). Quasi opened the show but I don't think we saw their whole performance. Somehow I remember seeing Janet Weiss on the drums there but I don't recall us getting their whole show. I might be wrong.