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| The opening band, Jjuujjuu, practices a sort of droning spacey rock. Loud (of course), and the subwoofers apply terrific impact to our chest with every thump or thwack from the kick drum. Whoa! The guitarist is also the lead singer, but his vocals seem buried in a murky mix underneath the fuzzed out guitar. The words are unintelligible even when I move nearer to the PA. Must not be too important to hear! The bass player, Mason, is playing deft, burbling lines that split the difference between a walking blues line and an afropop-style lead bass. Works for me! The crowd is strangely hesitant to come close. Ting and I are the only ones at the stage lip, everyone else is at least 10 feet away. Maybe afraid of the hairy-scary hippie band? Just being shy? Hoping to save their ears for the main event? Hard to know -- I didn't ask any of them. After barely twenty minutes, Jjuujjuu wraps up their set and says goodnight, the video screen drops, and the space in front empties even more. Ting says it's because I'm extra smelly tonight. Harrumph! After the openers get their gear packed away, they come out to sell merch and schmooze, and it seems to me that a healthy number of folks present are friends of the band. Nice of them to show up; wonder why they were being so shy! | The opening band, Jjuujjuu, practices a sort of droning spacey rock. Loud (of course), and the subwoofers apply terrific impact to our chest with every thump or thwack from the kick drum. Whoa! The guitarist is also the lead singer, but his vocals seem buried in a murky mix underneath the fuzzed out guitar. The words are unintelligible even when I move nearer to the PA. Must not be too important to hear! The bass player, Mason, is playing deft, burbling lines that split the difference between a walking blues line and an afropop-style lead bass. Works for me! The crowd is strangely hesitant to come close. Ting and I are the only ones at the stage lip, everyone else is at least 10 feet away. Maybe afraid of the hairy-scary hippie band? Just being shy? Hoping to save their ears for the main event? Hard to know -- I didn't ask any of them. After barely twenty minutes, Jjuujjuu wraps up their set and says goodnight, the video screen drops, and the space in front empties even more. Ting says it's because I'm extra smelly tonight. Harrumph! After the openers get their gear packed away, they come out to sell merch and schmooze, and it seems to me that a healthy number of folks present are friends of the band. Nice of them to show up; wonder why they were being so shy! | ||
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| [yeah, never got around to writing anything about Songhoy Blues ... bummer eh?] | [yeah, never got around to writing anything about Songhoy Blues ... bummer eh?] | ||
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