Posted Wednesday, October 29, 2003 at 9:43 PM
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Hello to all my fellow Features fans.
I have been out of action for a while...but as I don't think any of you know me, this is not relevant. It is, however, good to be back here reading about the Features and reading the insane posts that always bring me back...but I digress...
I had the pleasure to be in NYC last week during the CMJ Music Festival, a generally brash scene filled with record labels cramming the stages full of average bands and hyping them to be the next big thing, Rarely do they ever deliver. The opportunity for truly good, undiscovered acts to play is slim to none. But I have seen good shows before, so why not again?
Friday, October 24th 10:00 P.M.
After riding the subway for 20mins, and walking aimlessly for another 30mins through and around Little Italy I stumbled upon my destination, Club Tonic, a smallish cinderblock building nestled on a side street with an 11' x 14' piece of paper taped to the non-descript block wall that said "Tonic", in a freakish late 80's font. I thought to myself, damn I wish I still played music; these are the kinds of rooms you hope for. No brash bullshit, no fancy lights on the bar, no hip door people with attitudes, just a damn block building with people buzzing all around it.
I have been aware of Bobby Bare Jr. for quite sometime, and have always been aware of his talent. But there is no question in my mind after walking into that club and watching him play, that he and his band are truly amazing.
Tom Papas on bass, Mike Grimes on guitar (man that fucker is good!), the drummer for Forget Cassettes (name?), back-up singer (again name?) and Bobby. I have not seen a show full of so much energy, power and talent in a long fucking time. 765 miles from home, 500+ bands in 4 days, and 5 people who live down the road from me took my scalp off.
This is what music is about, this is the feeling that The Features gave me back in '97 at the Bean; this is why music matters. I hope everyone here has had this feeling, I hope you have it again and again. The Features fucking rock, Bobby Bare Jr. fucking rocks...and anyone who gets up on a shit stage and plays there heart out, for better or for worse, fucking rocks...
I have been out of action for a while...but as I don't think any of you know me, this is not relevant. It is, however, good to be back here reading about the Features and reading the insane posts that always bring me back...but I digress...
I had the pleasure to be in NYC last week during the CMJ Music Festival, a generally brash scene filled with record labels cramming the stages full of average bands and hyping them to be the next big thing, Rarely do they ever deliver. The opportunity for truly good, undiscovered acts to play is slim to none. But I have seen good shows before, so why not again?
Friday, October 24th 10:00 P.M.
After riding the subway for 20mins, and walking aimlessly for another 30mins through and around Little Italy I stumbled upon my destination, Club Tonic, a smallish cinderblock building nestled on a side street with an 11' x 14' piece of paper taped to the non-descript block wall that said "Tonic", in a freakish late 80's font. I thought to myself, damn I wish I still played music; these are the kinds of rooms you hope for. No brash bullshit, no fancy lights on the bar, no hip door people with attitudes, just a damn block building with people buzzing all around it.
I have been aware of Bobby Bare Jr. for quite sometime, and have always been aware of his talent. But there is no question in my mind after walking into that club and watching him play, that he and his band are truly amazing.
Tom Papas on bass, Mike Grimes on guitar (man that fucker is good!), the drummer for Forget Cassettes (name?), back-up singer (again name?) and Bobby. I have not seen a show full of so much energy, power and talent in a long fucking time. 765 miles from home, 500+ bands in 4 days, and 5 people who live down the road from me took my scalp off.
This is what music is about, this is the feeling that The Features gave me back in '97 at the Bean; this is why music matters. I hope everyone here has had this feeling, I hope you have it again and again. The Features fucking rock, Bobby Bare Jr. fucking rocks...and anyone who gets up on a shit stage and plays there heart out, for better or for worse, fucking rocks...
...The pellet with the poison's in the flagon with the dragon; the vessel with the pestle has the brew that is true...