LOCATION: Kenyon College, Gambier, OH
LINEUP: Karin, Linford, Jack
REVIEW BY: Katherine Willis
i was at the kenyon college show on friday night, and i intended to write a lil email about the show before the magic started to wear off... but reading your emails about the fitzgerald's show has delivered me right back to the gund commons of k.c. ben & i drove down from kent the long, country road way- through wooster and loudenville, past the mohican river vally. chilly, sunny weather. quintessential ohio spring. all the way down i kept thinking the drive itself made for a precious friday afternoon, and then i'd remind myself that otr was at the other end of the road. we got to kenyon early enough to poke around at the bookstore, which was one of those quirky, singular little shops that demonstrate why borders is evil. then we went to the show. first row seats, a little off to the right (stage left). 2 openers, a local kenyon guy & "dreaming amelia," a band from canton. they were pretty good; rather otr-influenced but nevertheless doing their own thing. ithink the otr influence was slightly more pronounced b/c they had the same kind of set-up- mostly 2 acoustic guitars and a female vocalist, plus they incorporated a lot of sliding guitars into their folksy stuff. on to otr. karin was beautiful: black tanktop, burgundy velvet blazer, coral cropped pants, black boots, and her big ole brown belt. i think linford wore red. i usually remember better, i'm sorry. one thing that was really compelling about this show was that they were performing in front of windows, so you could see reflections of the lights and instruments and musicians. karin was rather funny, talking more than usual, and a lot more than linford. she seemed happier than in the fall, and healthier as well. i can't remember the setlist song by song, but it was very similar to the other shows i've seen in the past year; bothered, anything at all, green clouded swallowtail, jesus in new orleans (ahhh), faithfully dangerous, the world can wait, miles, i radio heaven... and if i remember correctly, that is the song karin vamped in another song that i recognized but couldn't place. jack's valentine, ohio... and it was ohio that really got me all nostalgic and weepy. this being the last show i'll see for ahwhile, presumably, since i'm going westward, i expected to be sad about missing over the rhine. but it was friday night that the wider impact of leaving really hit. i know ohio like the back of my hand. goodbye ohio. after the show ben & i waited around to see linford, because we had something to give him. we teach poetry workshops in area schools (w/ d.m., too), and i wrote a lesson plan using "my love is a fever." ben & d.m. taught it at maplewood vocational school out in ravenna, and the kids wrote some fabulous stuff, so we decided to pass one along to linford & karin. it ended up being this really awkward, comical interaction. i had gone downstairs to the bathroom & left the envelope with ben (even though he is really shy & probably would have felt weird giving it to them alone). when i walked out of the bathroom, linford was walking by. i didn't want to be like, "hey, come w/ me, my fiance has something for you" b/c that sounds so mafia. so i just followed him. we got up the stairs & linford passes ben, and ben holds out the paper & says "linford," but sees me, so as i pop around from behind linford, ben hands it to me instead... so then i hand it to l., who must have been a little flustered that we surrounded him as such. but then, of course, he was totally cool & graceful & touched that vocational kids from ravenna are being inspired by otr lyrics.