New Zealand’s fourth most popular guitar-based digi-bongo-acapella-rap-funk-comedy folk duo played to a sold-out crowd at Marymoor Park last week. In case you’re wondering who that is – it’s Flight of the Conchords.
The duo, comprised of Jemaine Clement and Bret McKenzie, pleased the crowd with a joyous set, with a surprising number of new songs. However, we did get our fair share of old favorites.
Eugene Mirman, also known as Eugene the Landlord in the Conchords’ HBO show, opened the show with his peculiar stand-up. But though peculiar, Mirman is so laugh-out-loud funny that he even makes himself laugh. It’s kind of awesome. The best bit of his act was when he read a loud an actual letter of cease-and-desist from a company that produces “digital drugs.” Yes, that exists. Mirman parodied the ridiculous things on his nine-volume comedy album called I’m Sorry (You’re Welcome). We’ll leave that up to your imagination, but please Google it.
After a short but satisfying set, Mirman introduced his friends Bret and Jemaine, and the crowd went wild. The weather was just perfect for an outdoor show, and the Conchords’ odd but easily digestible songs somehow quench your laugh muscles while being really damn catchy.
The new songs were fantastic, especially the epic western track “The Ballad of Stana,” where the punchline revolved around the protagonist meeting his doppelganger, and proceeding to make love to him. It was weird and wonderful all at the same time. Here’s hoping they put out a record with these songs on them soon, because I could play the jazzy “Shady Rachel” on repeat for days. “Someone once gave me a cucumber, and I played jazz on it. I can play jazz on anything!” Jemaine exclaimed, during one of the dozens of instrumental breaks for banter.
Early on into the set, the guys invited out the “New Zealand symphony orchestra,” which, as you can see from the photos, was literally just one guy with a cello. Oh those silly Conchords.
The last song, pre-encore, was a welcome and bittersweet tribute to the late great David Bowie. As soon as they started in on the “BOWIE’S IN SPAAAACE” riff, everyone in the audience sang along. “What you doing out there mahn?” It was a perfect place to put that song in the set, because the encore brought back all the silly.
“Business Time” rolled into the absurd “Angels,” where the song ends with Bret and Jemaine screaming out in operative but suggestive voices “There are angels in the clouds, doing it, doing it, doing it, DOING IT!”
But the actual finale of the night was the anthem for everything painfully self-aware, “Think About It.” At one point Jemaine butted in to the lyrics, “maybe not everyone gets a gun” and the whole crowd just lost it. There was cheering and laughter and sing-alongs, and everything that makes up a great evening. It was impossible to have left unhappy when Flight of the Conchords were your night’s entertainment.
Chips and Dips
Father and Son
The Most Beautiful Girl (in the Room)
Foux du Fafa
Mutha’uckas / Hurt Feelings
1353 (Woo a Lady)
The Ballad of Stana
Fuck on the Ceiling
Think About It