Oh well hellooooo there, Solid State!
Whew! What an absence, eh? Who the hell am I, Dan Bolles?*
At the risk of giving you all a little too much information, let's just say that I've been busy... redecorating. And for the first time in over two weeks, I can say with confidence that things are looking better. What a difference a fresh coat of paint makes!
My "redecorating" has managed to not only keep me away from blogging, but also the local music scene, save for one special night out for my birthday. Yep. I'm officially twenty-five. Does that mean my opinion now matters? I'm not sure. But it does mean I can rent a car, so I guess it's something.
That night I headed over to the Monkey (surprise!) for what I thought would be a nice mellow evening with all of my favorite people, including Cannon Fodder. Instead of just dancing along to Paddy and the boys though, I also fell in love with a new musician.
It usually takes me much more than just one live performance to determine whether or not someone's music is to my liking, but that night at the Monkey, I fell head over heels for the music of Nathan Moore. Which, in case you hadn't noticed, much of Vermont already has. Case in point: Moore is the cover of the current issue of State of Mind.
That Monday was another night in the singer-songwriter series that Cannon Fodder has organized. Basically, they invite a singer songwriter to play a set, then they get up and play a set, and then finally, the guest musician comes back on stage, and Cannon Fodder acts as their backing band. They've gotten some pretty impressive people to join them so far, and it has made for some really good shows. But this one blew the others out of the water.
The show opened with a set by Jess Clemons, who had a hard time quieting down the crowded bar. But when Moore took the stage, people shut right up. Not because his music was mellow, though. Just because he was so engaging. And intriguing. In that he sort of looked like the love child of Paddy Reagan and Kelly Ravin. Weird.
If I hadn't been so busy "redecorating" I would have sat down the next day and written a better description of what Moore's music actually sounds like. And then I would have told you to catch him at Honky Tonk Tuesday last week. Or at least tune in to hear him on The Radiator.
Luckily it's not too late to catch him in Vermont. This Thursday, Surprise Me Mr. Davis, which features Moore, will be playing the Showcase Lounge at Higher Ground. And guess who will be opening? None other than our boys, Cannon Fodder. I hear this band, which pairs Moore with Boston's The Slip, is an exploration of alter-egos. So the show will probably be quite a bit different from my birthday night. Then again, I can't remember my birthday night well enough to describe it to you, so what do you care if it's different?
Let's put it this way. I myself am putting on a show Thursday night, and I still felt the need to mention Nathan Moore's competing Vermont appearance to you all. Yep. The businesswoman inside me is SCREAMING right now. Let's calm her down with this: if Higher Ground isn't your scene, perhaps my bennie is. Steph, Maryse, Marie, Aya... the gang's all at the Monkey! 8 PM doors. $3. Money goes to Michelle's Earth Foundation.
Whew. Shameless self-promotion out in only one breath. I'm getting better.
My blogging is certainly choking though. Give me a break while I get my feet wet again?
*And as for the cheap shot, Dan, I am totally kidding. I actually suspect you might be on speed this week with the amount of writing and brand!spankin!new! online calendar stuff you're doing. I, for one, am not at all jealous of your work load. Just your celebrity status.