Saturday we went to see Carbon Leaf at Blueberry Hill. Blueberry Hill is famous for two things: the bathrooms , and the Duck Room, the concert "venue." (Gary was telling his parents later about the Duck Room - the basement of Blueberry Hill - and found his parents had been there back in the '70s. Sort of like when I explained to Mom why I'd named my stuffed rabbit "Tux Bunneke" and she crisply informed me she was quite familiar with Tex Beneke, thank you, and why wasn't my room clean?)
While we were standing in line the bass player for the opening band squeezed past us. He's the one on the right.
He scooched past and I thought, "Ooooh, he's with the band." I didn't know which band, but he was clearly with a band. He just had that glow. Maybe all the sweat opens the pores, I don't know.
Now, look at the young man next to the bass player. Straight nose, curvy lips, glasses?
I say we breed them. (That is, breed the Alternate Routes guy with Steven Page on the right. Because if I were to breed Alternate Routes guy with the Alternate Routes bass player, you know their babies would be sickly.)
The first thing I noticed was that Beatle Bob was there. He's been at one other concert I've been at - I think it was the Cheap Trick concert, perhaps. I felt a little sorry for the bands. Here they walk out on stage into Chuck Berry's basement and then there's a manic giant playing air drums right next to them.
Here's high praise for both bands: I stood for five hours on an uneven basement floor to hear them. I did hear the music, though the crowd and the music was so loud I couldn't make out most of the lyrics to the first few verses of Coral Sand. I heard enough to know I like the song.
And speaking of lyrics, I hunted through Friend 0.75's Coldplay CD looking for the lyrics. I couldn't find an image of the lyrics, so here is an artist's representation:
Anyway, both bands were excellent, the air conditioning kept the basement at a comfortable 90 degrees, during a recent argument about the hardest substance on earth Gary nominated the Duck Room floor, and I didn't wake up until 4:30 the next afternoon.