Crooked Still - Look On And Cry - YouTube
I wish Aoife O'Donovan's voice (or just her microphone) were bigger, but I find the banjo and cello combo in the video completely new and amazing, even though I'm something of a stick-in-the-mud who, in his ignorance, is suspicious of any kind of fusion. Even the lightning banjo work of the beloved Steve Martin is too . . . intellectual? . . . for me.
The photos show a senior trio at Bill's Seafood in Westbrook, Connecticut a few weeks ago. You stumble into a place, hoping the food's edible and the service compassionate. On top of that you get first-rate live music to boot. For lunch!
Except for the servers, don't expect to find teenyboppers at Bill's . . . .
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You take us to the best places. So was the food edible?
Thanks for the comment about industrial. Helped me to understand where that was coming from.
I love happening on live music performances. Seem that much better because of the lack of expectation.
They look a little glum. Do you think it has to do with the food? or maybe the music isn't intellectual enough for them.
You know I'm messing with you - right?
AH, perfectly decent food. Thanks for the thanks--I'm never sure anyone else in the world is interested in such places.
Jean, I'm not sure I've ever stumbled onto live music before--there's always been at least a sign outside. But I hope I do again, as long as it's not head-banger stuff.
PA, not glum, just meditative as they tried to feel the intellectual beat . . . or something like that.
I really like the crisp afternoon fall light, the long shadows, the various blue colors and the bright autumn decor in the first image.
But Banjo, you wouldn't want to photograph a tattoo, piercing infested mosh pit? You don't know what your missing!
Oh, Stickup, I bet I do know what I'm missing. Sorry to keep banging the head-banger drum, and no, I've never seen, much less participated in a mosh pit. But plain old dancing is such a mystery to me that I'm pretty sure my personal Hell would involve a mosh pit. Or a tango competition.
man, does that look good.
Ken, I'm pretty sure it was for squares--old squares, at that. But I thought it was good jazz. I wondered what they'd lost since their prime. Whatever it was, I couldn't hear it.
Ha! when I was attending Cal State Long Beach, I took a ballroom dance class. Not a big hit with men. Oddly it was with Vietnamese, Laotian and possibly Cambodian men - a time when these different groups were out creating there "Little Saigon" etc etc that signed up. I don't know why. Besides being considerably larger then my partners, I also discovered that western musical beats and rhythms were very different...and of course the fellows were in charge of leading. It was just.....all SOOOO wrong.
PA, that story is fodder for a great post at your place. Whaddya think?
I just might offer a fuller response as the next post.
Music and lunch go together very well, but as you say - both things have to be good. And to ones taste. The lack of teeny-bopper might help too (or am I getting old?)
"Teeny-boppers are like Tabasco--a little dab'll do ya." I just made that up and am therefore in love with it for the next 20 minutes.
Footnote to Bryll Cream, as if anybody knows what that is (was?) anymore . . .
Rune, let's call it wisdom and character, not age.
I'm so glad you posted the link to Crooked Still. I love their music. Just spent a bit of time listening to a few of their other songs. My son plays cello and guitar (and has a draw to folk music), so he really loved listening to them too.
Kelly, great. I thought of the cello as a gorgeous, but never a hip instrument till I saw that video. Does your son add all that body English to his playing???
By the way, that video/song is the only one of theirs I really like a lot. Most of the rest are OK for me, but not stirring.
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