i started the night as a couch potato, and ended it as a drop kick queen. my thanks to The Dudes and a good friend who saw my potential as more than a motionless television-watching vegetable.
a concert-esque pub-crawl started the evening’s musical journey at Mavericks for some harmless pop punk. we were supporting friends and the local scene, sort of...in person, not financially. i smudged some eyeliner along my wrist to mimic the entry stamp and made a noteworthy stealth entrance. while i was nowhere near the right frame of mind to enjoy three chord progressions to the extent of the crowd around me, i couldn’t help but appreciate the energy of the bands on stage.
ducking out after two half-sets, we headed to stop number two. our mission entailed solely a post-concert social visit, but to our surprise, Jet Planes of Abraham were just finishing up their set. this meant we were just in time to catch The Dudes. i would like to take this opportunity to note: i fully condone any/all support and concert attendance of Jet Planes. I had the opportunity to see them play a show last week with Do Make Say Think that was auditory heaven.
back to The Dudes...who are The Dudes? they are one of few bands i am willing to classify as legitimate rock and roll. without delving too deep into debates of genre, i will say their live show was energetic. (btw. according to Microsoft Word, full of beans is a synonym for energetic…) their sound was impeccable, and the crowd loved every minute of it. they were tight. the kind of band you can tell has been playing with each other long enough to sound like gold, but not long enough that they don’t care anymore. mostly playing upbeat and danceable tracks, even slower songs like Don’t Talk came across louder and heavier than the album version. The Dudes recorded sound translated into a kicking live show. the combination of witty lyrics and range in mood let every song stand on its own.
the interaction between crowd and band culminated during the encore. covering the legendary Bob Dylan is no easy feat, but they covered I Shall Be Released and well. The Dudes extended an invitation to all lyric-knowing audience members to join them on stage for the song. two souls were brave enough to step up. the rest of the audience danced, danced and danced, compelling the band to play their last, last song. all in all, a great show and a great night. i’m glad i got up off the couch.
so say The Dudes,
a concert-esque pub-crawl started the evening’s musical journey at Mavericks for some harmless pop punk. we were supporting friends and the local scene, sort of...in person, not financially. i smudged some eyeliner along my wrist to mimic the entry stamp and made a noteworthy stealth entrance. while i was nowhere near the right frame of mind to enjoy three chord progressions to the extent of the crowd around me, i couldn’t help but appreciate the energy of the bands on stage.
ducking out after two half-sets, we headed to stop number two. our mission entailed solely a post-concert social visit, but to our surprise, Jet Planes of Abraham were just finishing up their set. this meant we were just in time to catch The Dudes. i would like to take this opportunity to note: i fully condone any/all support and concert attendance of Jet Planes. I had the opportunity to see them play a show last week with Do Make Say Think that was auditory heaven.
back to The Dudes...who are The Dudes? they are one of few bands i am willing to classify as legitimate rock and roll. without delving too deep into debates of genre, i will say their live show was energetic. (btw. according to Microsoft Word, full of beans is a synonym for energetic…) their sound was impeccable, and the crowd loved every minute of it. they were tight. the kind of band you can tell has been playing with each other long enough to sound like gold, but not long enough that they don’t care anymore. mostly playing upbeat and danceable tracks, even slower songs like Don’t Talk came across louder and heavier than the album version. The Dudes recorded sound translated into a kicking live show. the combination of witty lyrics and range in mood let every song stand on its own.
the interaction between crowd and band culminated during the encore. covering the legendary Bob Dylan is no easy feat, but they covered I Shall Be Released and well. The Dudes extended an invitation to all lyric-knowing audience members to join them on stage for the song. two souls were brave enough to step up. the rest of the audience danced, danced and danced, compelling the band to play their last, last song. all in all, a great show and a great night. i’m glad i got up off the couch.
so say The Dudes,
i heart rock and roll.
