Hipsters, unite!
Get your man buns, skinny jeans, your bohemian dresses and your oversized glasses and meet me at Red Butte on Thursday night for your dream double-billing.
Get this: Professional sad man Gregory Alan Isakov and the-even-their-name-is-clever Blind Pilot are hitting the stage.
Isakov, born in South Africa, but raised in America has been to Salt Lake plenty of times, usually as an opening act for someone else (Jason Isbell, Lake Street Dive). In fact, last time he played Red Butte, it was as an opener. And, for reasons I still don’t entirely understand, he played an encore—as the opener. I remain baffled by that one.
I’d totally cut him a little slack since he’d just gotten off a solo tour, but to be honest, I don’t need any more sadness in my life, and the singer-songwriter’s music is full of it. He’s got a HUGE Salt Lake following, though (this partially explains the opening encore, I suspect). I’m the outlier, for sure here.
Blind Pilot, from Portland (ovbiously), while more cheerful are not without their own faults. Everything you need to know about them is encapsulated in this one story, found on their wikipedia page: The band once toured from Washington state to San Diego, on bicycles—while carrying their instruments on custom-made trailers they designed themselves.
Next-level hipsters, ladies and gentleman. Next-level
Isakof and Blind Pilot play Red Butte on Thursday, August 10. The show is sold out.
