last night i went to star hill music hall to dance da reggae. burning spear was in town and his opening act was soldiers of jah army. it was very fun indeed.
the soldiers were a group of white boys that have the rasta voice going on. they also added in some mean guitar jams and warpy soundscapes. i sat in the geriatric section for most of their show because i wanted to conserve my energy for burning spear. i also wanted to peacefully drink my dark starr stout and people-watch. one of the people i saw dancing to the warm up band was burning spear himself.
when the audience was properly warmed up and full of anticipation burning spear came out with all his legendary energy and a great horn section. he liked to call out every so often,"talk to me people, talk to me!" which sent the crowd into a roaring frenzy. i settled myself to dancing in what i perceived to be the good energy section of the crowd and apparently i was correct because of the sweet smelling something being passed around behind me. a good dose of aromatherapy was all i needed.
isn't it sad that i am happily married but have to go out to clubs by myself? that's because we have no baby sitter. in ann arbor it was so easy with my mom living less than a mile away. now dan and i take turns going out individually to see what we want to see.
tonight ween is playing at the charlottesville pavilion. it's one of those shows i could hear just be standing on the overpass near the pavilion, but i'm too tired from last night. and in a few days wilco is playing in the same location. and somewhere at uva at this moment is free indian music that i'm missing because we're in the process of coloring easter eggs.
it's good music season in charlottesville. happy full moon!