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Twenty years ago today, I shot this clip of the Heligoats, the solo project from Chris Otepka of Troubled Hubble. This was a solo acoustic show at Indie Coffee in
#Madison, just after TH broke up, opening for a solo acoustic set by Jason Anderson of Wolf Colonel. After his set, Chris handed the guitar to Jason, and something illuminated the coffee shop, the night, and the lives of the maybe 15 people in the room.
Anderson stepped into an area maybe a yard in diameter, surrounded by kids and peering out from under a faded hat. He began to play some driving, simple chord progression and sing with a mid-range rasp. He called on us to sing call-backs and we did it, reluctantly at first, and then less reluctantly. He cajoled the holdouts personally and it quickly got loud; I wondered what outside passers-by must have thought hearing a coffee shop shouting "Hell yes!" en masse.
His material exalted and reminisced. His words were obvious and edifying; this was a secular revival. He traveled more than performed, bringing us with him. He told us where we were going and why. With every song, with every shout-out-loud, he demonstrated communion with ourselves, with who we were and who we are.
Near the end, it became clear that this was something special. An emo boy across the room from us took off his sweater and began to cry. Anderson seemed to understand what was happening and began to preach the gospel of rock. Don't let this go and don't discount it, he said. "This is our church," but not in a creepy way. It's what we have to bind us, to bring us together across distances. After, Anderson hugged everybody who came up to talk to him and said it was the most amazing thing he'd ever been a part of, even warning potential CD buyers that the recordings couldn't duplicate what we'd just done. This may never happen again in this way, but it happened once, and that's enough.
(Adapted from a 20-year-old blog post)
#concert #indierock #wisconsin