NY Times review of the NY show:
POP REVIEW | GRANDADDY; SUPER FURRY ANIMALS
Tales of Decline With Opulence and Humor
By JON PARELES
Published: October 8, 2003
here's no clear explanation why majestically bemused rock often arrives with goofy animal costumes in tow. It's not just the Flaming Lips, whose touring show features dancers dressed as rabbits. At Irving Plaza on Friday night, Grandaddy, from Modesto, Calif., performed with videos projected behind the band that showed, among other things, a bouncy human-sized bee.
The members of the Welsh band Super Furry Animals, sharing the bill, disappeared backstage during their last song to reappear dressed in hairy suits for a final reprise.
Maybe the costumes are an attempt to dodge rock's lingering postpunk distrust of grandeur, as if no one who envisioned his songs with a woolly chorus line could be accused of taking the music too seriously. That ambivalence reaches into the music, too.
Grandaddy's songs are stately anthems orchestrated with full late-psychedelic pomp: fuzz-toned guitar strumming, rippling keyboards (including what sounded like a Mellotron), brawny drumbeats. Grandaddy's songwriter and singer, Jason Lytle, is a fan of the richly orchestrated late-1960's Beach Boys and Buffalo Springfield. With each Grandaddy album since the group started in 1992, its music has grown more opulent.
But Mr. Lytle's high, plaintive voice keeps the songs fragile and uncertain. Despite the solidity of the music, he sounds adrift. In songs from Grandaddy's most recent album, "Sumday" (V2), he looks around to see trusted things falling apart and looks ahead only to envision further decline. "I feel so far away from home, always so far away," he sang in "El Caminos in the West," between poppy "doo-doo-doo" choruses. "We're all collapsed and futureless." The comedy on the video screen behind the band was belied by the songs.
Super Furry Animals are also Beach Boys fans, that group's music being among the many styles they dip into. Their set also touched on country, punk noise, blipping electronic dance music, blues-rock and 1970's soul.
What keeps the Super Furry Animals from sounding like an anthology is Gruff Rhys's smoky lead vocals. Their blithely eclectic music often holds glum tidings, with even songs about love having a pessimistic streak. "Subtle as a nail bomb in the head, you came to me in peace and left me in pieces," Gruff Rhys sang to a swaying Beach Boys-flavored tune, "Receptacle for the Respectable."
The band's current album, "Phantom Power" (XL/Beggars Group), contemplates the world after Sept. 11. In a somber ballad, "The Piccolo Snare," Gruff Rhys sang, "As brother fights brother, wrapped up in tarnished flags/Banners and body bags, surrender!" The set moved from wistfulness to disgust and fury. For the final song, as the video screen showed ugly demagogues, Gruff Rhys sang about power-mad rulers and citizens "left to bleed whilst vultures glide." Fuzzy suits didn't defuse the music's anger.