Live Review: Okkervil River Wellington

I was one of those people. I was one of those people that would be BF’s with Phoebe from Friends and they would go to shows together and they would do what I did. They would completely absorb themselves in the music and they would close their eyes and sway sometimes. Shame. But I didn’t care, and nor should’ve you if you were there because Okkervil River on Wednesday night at Bodega Bar was, gush, and yep, I’m going to say it, an almost transient experience in which it would be rude NOT to close ones eyes and take yourself to that place, wherever it may be.

Because Will Sheff writes the kinds of lyrics over the kind of (11 year!) history that can be appropriated by everyone simultaneously, for equally personal and assertive reasons. Perhaps the fact that he manages to delivers them with such rasping verocity night after night also says something for the universality of the themes - even the writer can re-appropriate their meaning for consistently emotive performances? Read on here...