But Mike, you can't count. It's supposed to be Post 7... Shut your pie hole... It's Post 8 so read and enjoy. 7 will be here soon enough... Promise.
Awe Snap. Blog chicky BLOG BLOG… another night and I find myself typing at the computer. Wait.. I did this all day too. Damn my geek life.
Tonight’s gig blog is another “catch up” if you will; I’m still suffering from my long time lack of writing. After a nice CDC (Captial Dining Crew), I drug the gang that was left down to the Brink. Real tough getting them down there as most work there. Regardless, people were getting HooDoo’d one way or the other.
So I’m sure your asking what the heck HooDoo is. Well, hmm that’s tough. Get yo’self a blender, throw in equal parts Stevie, Hendrix, Buddy, add a splash of Sam and Dave for Soul, press puree, while blending add some of that swagger you see on those stupid AXE commercials, and pour HEAVLIY over your body… Yeah.. that’s it… now rub that in. Feel Better Already… don’t cha?
Graphic description aside, like most bands I have written about on here, I have a history with the Hoodoo. Way back when Pops was still floating around, on Wednesday nights, an Open Jam was going down at a place call the Cuda Café. Never being one to shy away from playing some tunes with people I have never met, I wandered in a couple of times to see these cats tearing at the roof. Ahh, memories… we had some times and played some sweet sweet sounds out of that barn like place. Fast forward 5 years and here we are.
Add to the stew of my past the fact that they are hooked up with Opus Entertainment and the fine ladies in the ATL and you have some added “irony” behind the story. I do have to say, Spice Right is callin my name. I digress.. so easy to do for the guy with ADD.
Aaron, Shack, and Z were tearing it up as usual. Add to the mix a harp player that was doing some tight stuff with the guys. Aaron caught a look of my lurker self and mentioned that he thought he saw a mouse runnin around. Shortly after set break, harps were obtained from the car, and it was on.
Andy was one of the nicer guys I’ve met with a harp in his hand. For some odd reason, meeting decent, respecting harp guys is rare. The majority of them see music as some sort of one-up-manship if you will. I will never be one to claim that yours truly is better than anyone else…. Quite the opposite. I personally feel that we all have our voice, and I’m blessed to be here playing. With that being said, dual harping was on. Lil Sweet Home Chicago for the fleet, some Hoodoo Originals (buy the cd. I strongly recommend you buy all the blues CD’s you can), and in the end, the depths of the groove were felt by all. These men know how to tell you like it is, was, and forever shall be. Get you’self to the Hoodoo Church, it’s the best blues feed you will find in these parts. Hands Down, Up, and Screamin’ hawt.
Well, this guy should rack it up for the eve. One more gig to update on and my carcass is caught up. That is until this weekend. Wait.. Does Jillian getting “rock star’d” count. Hmmm might have to be my first Karaoke blog. We will have to see.
Til Next Time… It Ain’t Easy….
Mouse
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