Fuji Rock 2010 hosts what I just today decided is the greatest band on the planet: toe. It seems like in rock music there has always been an inverse relationship between instrumental virtuosity and emotional resonance, a phenomenon which interestingly never occurred in jazz. Lots of post rock bands have been gamely flauting that law over the past decade, but I believe toe has achieved the complete destruction of it. I’ve got 33 cuts of theirs stretching over eight years of albums and EPs, and there is not a single note, not a single bit of information etched into a CD or hard drive, that is not five solid and immutable stars of perfection.
If you like the indie-rock melancholy of Broken Social Scene you will like the vibe of toe, and with musicians this jaw-droppingly great there is nothing like witnessing their feats in person. My only regret is that it will be my first full show of the whole fest, 3:40 pm Friday at the White Stage, and I fear it will set my expectations too high for the rest of the weekend.
Further down the list of renown, but in much the same vein of virtuosity, there is Continue Reading…

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The one gem that everybody seems to miss at Fuji Rock is Day Dreaming. I believe that few of the Fujirockers who are contributing to this blog have even made the trek. That’s a shame though, because this stage is the perfect answer to the night before. For starters, you have to take the magnificent Dragondola to get up there. Once on board, you’re whisked away at high speed, and afforded perhaps the best view of the actual festival site (barring a helicopter ride) as it begins its 20-odd minute journey up the mountains. Through valleys and across rivers, you could be forgiven for thinking you’d left it all behind. 










