When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. ~Hunter S. Thompson
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| Third Annual Tax Day, Squeeze This at Acoustic Cafe |
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| Written by John Abbott | ||||||
| Tuesday, 20 April 2010 03:56 | ||||||
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As the day wore on today, I thought the band Squeeze This had planned this weather. Most of the day it was dark and cloudy. Gloomy, cold, depressing. Filled with despair. And then in the hours before showtime, the sun broke out and before long the sky was cloudless. Really the same pattern as their show. I seldom write this way. I usually take a note or two. When I am out seeing music I try to write down the name of my favorite song of the night. There is nothing more embarrassing than when I am writing it all up the next day, and I am writing my usual review of "bitch, bitch, bitch". And then there was this great song …what the hell was it again? No, no, that is very bad. So I always write it down. But tonight I am alone at the Acoustic Cafe, just me an' the laptop. So I am hooked into the wireless. Writing at the same time I am doing some data transfers for my real job. I wish these were all billable hours. Musicians surround me. A few tables in front of me Billy Krause guitar player with the Longbeds, Mike Perry's band, at the table next to me, Jerika Christianson drummer and guitar player for Quinn Elizebeth.
Paul Cook with Squeeze This, on stage at The Acoustic Cafe, April 2010
Squeeze This is made up of Paul Cook and Joel Jensen they play a (usually) light hearted variety of songs. But tonight isn't about light hearted songs. Tonight the first half of the show is about Despair. Taxes and it's partner, love lost, cheated and mistreated, not to mention the inability to buy beer. As Paul put it mid show, "I'm sadder than hell and we ain't done yet".
The Acoustic Cafe just by virtue of it's location and menu draws a few people who could care less about music. Ok, listen to me about to rip into the handicapped guy, but there is a guy in a wheel chair sitting right up front. He has a cell phone with a ring tone like the old style rotary bell phones. And, each time it rings he has to have a conversation I can hear just fine, above the music, and I am sitting six tables away from the guy! The first time it rang, I thought it was a stage prop. Paul and Joel wouldn't be above working phone calls into their routine. But then I realized it was someone in the crowd. I realize he has some challenges that prevent him from leaping up and dashing outside to carry on a phone conversation if he must. Perhaps being polite and turning off your phone?
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