A Davis Square Saturday worth writing about
1. Most productive trip to CD Spins ever.
2. WTF is with "alternative country" Thursdays at Redbones? We already know how much hipstered out country music makes me sick, but at Redbones? Redbones was once a blues club, in the 80s and early 90s. It is still a barbecue joint. Its innards are plastered with images of Southern blues greats.
It seems a travesty to turn it into an "alt-country" venue when it could be hosting blues again. Maybe we'll be pleasantly surprised. At any rate, it's nice to have yet another venue around here.
3. Making good on my hatred of "alt-country," I saw New Enland's only non-alt (double negative?) western swing band at Johnny D's. The Spurs packed the place, and I've never seen a crowd have so much genuine, un-forced fun. I had gone to witness Jerry Miller's disgustingly sick guitar playing, but four other dudes' studious heads blocked my view. There were dozens of old people, young folk from the BOS music scene, and what appeared to be a very drunk, ass-shakin' bachelorette party. The Spurs rocked all. Seeing these six dudes meld their incredible talents together made me want to run home and play my fingertips off. Their New Year's show at the Plough and Stars should be awesome.
- Alligator Records 20th Anniversary Set
- Alligator Records 25th Anniversary Set
- Prince, Musicology
- Maceo Parker, Funk Overload
- The S.O.S. Band, Too. This early 80s Atlanta band is where Maceo's present, earth-leveling guitarist, Bruno Speight, got his start.
2. WTF is with "alternative country" Thursdays at Redbones? We already know how much hipstered out country music makes me sick, but at Redbones? Redbones was once a blues club, in the 80s and early 90s. It is still a barbecue joint. Its innards are plastered with images of Southern blues greats.
It seems a travesty to turn it into an "alt-country" venue when it could be hosting blues again. Maybe we'll be pleasantly surprised. At any rate, it's nice to have yet another venue around here.
3. Making good on my hatred of "alt-country," I saw New Enland's only non-alt (double negative?) western swing band at Johnny D's. The Spurs packed the place, and I've never seen a crowd have so much genuine, un-forced fun. I had gone to witness Jerry Miller's disgustingly sick guitar playing, but four other dudes' studious heads blocked my view. There were dozens of old people, young folk from the BOS music scene, and what appeared to be a very drunk, ass-shakin' bachelorette party. The Spurs rocked all. Seeing these six dudes meld their incredible talents together made me want to run home and play my fingertips off. Their New Year's show at the Plough and Stars should be awesome.
posted by Rob at 7:41 PM
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