Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Thank G it's Concert Season!
There's a slight breeze that breathes cool air on my shoulders as I walk out the door every morning. The feeling of fall is in the air, the changes are evident: store fronts spew pumpkins and colored leaves at us as excited Floridians wear sweaters and boots in 70 degree temps, and thank G it's concert season!
I kicked it off with the Electric Six show at The Social last Thursday. Love that it was at my favorite venue...the $2 PBR's were flowing and the bands were rockin'. I got there in time to see The Constellation's open and had no expectations because I hadn't seen them before. But damn! They were good. The lead singer spit lyrics in a rhythmic old school style and had some crazy back up from his keyboard/tambourine player. Most imppressive was the bass player who rocked the beat so hard you couldn't take your ears off him. I would definitely see them again.
Next up Electric Six.
I always look forward to a wild and wacky performance from Dick Valentin, and he sort of disappointed when it came to losing it in the music. I wanted to see him jump off a speaker, or freak out with some superfly dance moves, say something weirdly inappropriate, come on! Then again, he did bang on the wall with his fist a little bit which delivered some satisfaction...There performance was still fantastic, and thank G they hit up some old records because I can't get enough of 'Mcdonallz".
The Flaming Lips with Le Bucherettes are at House of Blues, Orlando tomorrow 10/14, and my MGMT tix are burning a hole in my pocket for their show 10/25 at Hard Rock Orlando.
Don't forget to support your locals as well y'all. Filled with the need for live musical entertainment I decided to check out Austin's Cafe in Winter park on Monday for a hip hop open mic night. Fun, free entertainment. You see a mix of good, better, best MC's (and a few guys who might have just lost their open mic V card). But it's the kind of place where the crowd is so unintimidating and supportive it makes you feel like, 'Shoot! I'm gunna' get up there and spit some lyrics too!'
If musical satisfaction payed my bills, I'd be debt free by December.