It would be relatively simple to proclaim Final Fantasy’s too-brief, strikingly intimate in-store appearance yesterday afternoon at Wordsmiths Books as, simply, the most moving show I’ve taken in this year.
Or maybe that would just make sense to those 30 or so who were there-the soaring, swooping orchestration that is Owen, his voice, his violin and his loops of both, put in the confines of a bookstore with high ceilings and a lovely echo.
To those lucky few, by god it was freakin’ magic.
The folks at Wordsmiths have yet to begin recording a single freaking thing, despite their continuous pull of massive A-list musical talent, so instead of being able to present you with a recording from Owen’s closing song yesterday, his massive, emotional version of Beirut’s “Cliquot”, instead all I can give you is the best that my Youtube scouring has uncovered-something from somewhere that wasn’t Wordsmiths:
Try to not get chills.
(His version of “Peach, Plum, Pear” stopped my heart.)
For more photos, check Wordsmiths’ blog. If you weren’t there and you’re reading Res, you probably can’t feel authentic emotion anyway, so no worries.
This version is slightly closer to the Wordsmiths’ rendition. Oh, and if you haven’t seen it yet, there was a nice recap of Final Fantasy Day on Local Ephemera, with some more photos from the book shoppe and from da Corn. ;)
Hope the “Housewarming” event is going well today.