Since we last met on here at CPF HQ, I’ve been out and
about, enjoying live music. C’mon along!
First, The Wallflowers, launched their fine new album,
“Glad All Over,” with a cozy show at the Black Cat. I summarized that show with a photo gallery for examiner.com, and you can see it here.
The soundboard guy was nice enough to give me his set list, so there are a few new pages around that, plus a shout back to a rare show theband did at Alcatraz prison, at Whatcha Gonna Play.com.
The weekend after, I was at my lovely little local, Jammin
Java, to see Sixpence None the Richer, best known, of course, for the sweet
little ditty, “Kiss Me.” Singer Leigh Nash’s voice is the touchstone for that
band, so it was a bit alarming when the first part of the performance showed
her having vocal problems. If she had been an “American Idol” contestant, it
would have been a case of “you’re a bit pitchy, dawg.”
Luckily, she was able to pull it together by the time, late
in the set, when “Kiss Me” came up and so, the night ended on an up note.
Perhaps Nash's issues wouldn’t have been so noticeable if it weren’t for the fact
that the opener, Elenowen, had such beautiful harmonies in a short set that
drew from two EPs and included a cover of Springsteen’s “I’m On Fire.”
And then, to complete a trio of nights out, Hubby and I went
to the impeccably restored Howard Theatre for our first visit to see a night of
reggae with The Easy Star All-Stars. (I had mentioned the show in a preview piece for examiner.com.)
Openers The Aggrolites (see them below) did an enjoyable
set, including a bouncy cover of The Beatles’ “Don’t Let Me Down.” (God bless
the Fabs, they sound good in so many different styles.) Trouble was, the group
started late and seemed to run long and it became apparent that, for whatever
reason, the All-Stars were slow in getting to the club. (Hubby said he saw one
of them walk across the back of the stage near the end of the Aggrolites’ set,
as if to say, “Okay, you can wrap it up now.”)
And so, much as we enjoyed the All-Stars’ take on songs by
Michael Jackson (“Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin’” was an early burner), Pink Floyd
and Radiohead (I’m particularly taken by their version of “Karma Police”), we
were burned out before the end of the show and didn’t hear what I imagine would
be a rousing late-set performance of “Thrillah.” We left about an hour into the set, during a version of "Beat It" which, to my mind, suffers from being slowed down to a reggae riddim.
Still, a good night out - and proof that we ain’t dead yet.
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