Ida Maria: Meltdown or rock star business as usual?
A short list of things I loved about seeing Ida Maria perform live twice earlier this year:
She fucking rocks. Is that enough for a list? I don't know, but when I go to see a rock show, I like to see a singer who blows me away, who screams and shrieks and sings and plays her heart out. It's an extra awesome bonus when she's a woman, and not a stick-thin indie ingenue, and is a little messy and very sexy and shamelessly more than a little drunk.
Which is why all these reports of her basically losing her shit at one gig after another on this Perez Hilton tour are a) not surprising, and b) a little heartbreaking, and c) sort of very rock and roll.
Oh and, d) not exactly something for us to all write a hundred blog posts about.
I can't even count on one hand the number of times, for example, that I went to see Ryan Adams play a show where he was too wasted to hold his guitar, and just about as likely to jump in the crowd and scream in someone's face as he was sing a song. I didn't particularly enjoy paying for that experience, but it didn't ever seem to knock him off his then-indie king perch. (When I first saw Ida Maria, I said she was like Adams' band Whiskeytown by way of Bjork.)
Here she is, by the way, a week ago on this same tour, possibly under the influence and definitely kicking ass.
It's never all that cool for a musician to bail on a set, not because they're too coked out to sing or just bored and belligerent. But rockers are fuck-ups, almost by definition, and generally a crowd of dudes will cheer on another dude who's pounding beers on stage or taking shots offered by the audience between songs. If Ida's really at that needing-help phase, I hope she gets it. And if she's far from home and on a tough tour and taking it out on her liver—well. It doesn't make her any less of a rock star to me.
She fucking rocks. Is that enough for a list? I don't know, but when I go to see a rock show, I like to see a singer who blows me away, who screams and shrieks and sings and plays her heart out. It's an extra awesome bonus when she's a woman, and not a stick-thin indie ingenue, and is a little messy and very sexy and shamelessly more than a little drunk.
Which is why all these reports of her basically losing her shit at one gig after another on this Perez Hilton tour are a) not surprising, and b) a little heartbreaking, and c) sort of very rock and roll.
Oh and, d) not exactly something for us to all write a hundred blog posts about.
I can't even count on one hand the number of times, for example, that I went to see Ryan Adams play a show where he was too wasted to hold his guitar, and just about as likely to jump in the crowd and scream in someone's face as he was sing a song. I didn't particularly enjoy paying for that experience, but it didn't ever seem to knock him off his then-indie king perch. (When I first saw Ida Maria, I said she was like Adams' band Whiskeytown by way of Bjork.)
Here she is, by the way, a week ago on this same tour, possibly under the influence and definitely kicking ass.
It's never all that cool for a musician to bail on a set, not because they're too coked out to sing or just bored and belligerent. But rockers are fuck-ups, almost by definition, and generally a crowd of dudes will cheer on another dude who's pounding beers on stage or taking shots offered by the audience between songs. If Ida's really at that needing-help phase, I hope she gets it. And if she's far from home and on a tough tour and taking it out on her liver—well. It doesn't make her any less of a rock star to me.
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