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October 05, 2005
Amos Lee at the Birchmere
Tonight I went with a friend to the Amos Lee concert at the Birchmere. Ahh, sweet bliss.
First of all, the venue is great. I'm embarrassed to admit that I don't get out to live music that often--I don't really like the whole "stand around and listen to a band that usually sounds better on CD" phenomenon, so I don't take kindly to the usual DC venues, like 930 Club. However, the Birchmere is one of those rare treats where you actually get to sit down, have a drink (and even dinner, if you like), and relax. I see now why people rave about it.
Having said that, I would stand in the pouring rain, on a windy night in Kansas to see Amos Lee. Yes it's true, I want to have his babies. And judging from the masses of near-fainting women in the audience, I'm not the only one with those ideas.
His performance was great (after a strange, amusing, and lyrically-challenged opening by Mutlu--I give you the lyrics "can I undress you, it's the last thing I should do, can I undress you, ooo-oooh")--covering a bunch of songs from his self-titled album (released March 2005) and some new stuff, which rocked. I came home and immediately checked to see if there were any other songs I could download, but alas, the one album will have to see me through for the coming winter. And then, in a fit of desperation, checked on his other tour dates--but none coincide with my scheduled destination of Philadelphia later this month. Sigh.
Some notes on the performance:
-- Their bassist (who, to go by their website, is named Jaron Olevsky) looks like a slightly geekier version of a grown-up Peter Brady. Of course, this resemblence is helped along by the fact that I watched the A&E Biography of The Brady Bunch this afternoon.
-- To the woman who sat directly behind me: ma'am, could you please announce your ponderings on Amos Lee's ethnic background a LITTLE louder? Not to be insensitive to your vocabulary range, but I don't know that "mulatto" is a word that people use anymore--at least not in a nice sense. And seriously, thank you for letting the audience know that you were "dropping a twenty" for the bill--while I had thought that listening to the final song was delightful, I realize now that getting a glimpse into your personal finances was much more rewarding.
-- The bathrooms were much, MUCH nicer than other music venues I've been to (well, except maybe the Kennedy Center). The 930 Club could take a few pointers from the Birchmere on this point.
Long story short? I *heart* Amos Lee.
Comments
I'm a convert now, too!
Posted by: Elizabeth at October 6, 2005 04:33 PM
