Jack Johnson with Coasta and ALO @ Makuhari Messe (15th Apr. '06)
No Monkey Business In The Riding Giants Of This Tripartite
"Well, that was the river, this is the sea," stridently reverberates Mike Scott of The Waterboys in one of their classics featured in last year's Riding Giants soundtrack. Fittingly, the same could be said of the repeated restorative surf hitting the shores of Chiba in the 3-set convergence shared between Matt Costa, ALO and big wave vet closer Jack Johnson to this normally near barren man-made area filled to capacity as the massive Makuhari Messe convention complex.
Just as the approaching beauty and power of an incoming swell, this night builds steadily in the happy anticipation of the building tasty waves to savor in full as a sweet relief from the daily grinds of urban pressures in this monstrous megalopolis. Costa, the newest addition to this burgeoning global circuit, shows no fear awash in his craft, happily and confidently paddling out swiftly and strongly riding out his 'Songs We Sing' debut to a growing audience onshore. The 2-step nose ride "Sweet Rose" disarmingly smitten all. Gathering in numbers, his raw, yet smooth focus liberates amidst his earnest vocals complimenting his clean cuts on acoustic.

Yet like any sweet surprise session, Costa's satisfying one soon inevitably ends, but importantly the favorable waves continue within this trans-Pacific venture as California's ALO (Animal Liberation Orchestra) leave the shore. Empowered by both vivid recollections of last fall's tour de Nippon alongside The Beautiful Girls in conjunction with being on the heels of a South American tour opening for Jack Johnson, a marked growth is evident from start to finish for this quartet. Barefooted Zach Gill (vocals, Rhodes, guitar, ukulele), Dan Lebowitz (guitars, percussion, vocals), Steve Adams (bass, vocals) and Dave Brogan (drums, vocals) paddle out smiles wide in the coalesced love between them, their music and their environment tellingly opening with the quiet Brogan-led questioning reassurance of "Fly". The awe-inspiring, groovy unfurling of "Barbeque" precisely opens all those dangling possibilities to a the imaginary beach party ongoing in full as complete liberation is evident throughout the floor to their mutual joy for this final long ride to shore.
After a brief shore break rest for all, revitalizing in grinds and grog, the masses within warmly welcome their soul savior Jack. Forget the Coke, well perhaps not, but his now legendary status still holds an obvious impression on the humble Hawaiian himself giddily sipping a tropical drink onstage. Still wearing a shy smile despite going from a near unknown to a household name within the lexicon of love and life this side of the Pacific, he and his trusty curious counterparts of Merlo (bass) and Adam Topol (drums) add Zach Gill to truly ride as giants in their seamless synergies that all happily ingest infectiously. While "Never Know" provides the first pleasing plunge, it is the intricate knitting of follow-up "Taylor" that firmly finds Jack and company firing on all cylinders unaffected happily. A better world most likely cannot be found than here perfectly follows with "Gone." What makes this night most special is the undeniable balance within as Jack brings Matt Costa as well as the entire ALO crew into the fold amidst the numerous waves, solidifying a brotherhood for all to imbibe in food, drink and utter joy. Fade away? Impossible as this gathering stokes the fires neglected within. Bringing it back to the beginning as Scott calmly closes that Waterboys classic, "Behold the sea." Indeed. Time to paddle out in earnest my friends.
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report by michael and photo by Kentaro Kodama
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