Bluegrass stalwarts Young Edward sling a mean standup bass, spot-on clawhammer banjo playing and great three-part harmonies.
Eleven bands hit the stage on Thursday, Jan. 28, to raise money for the Red Cross relief effort on the ground in Haiti. We took in $1,050, which is fantastic.
Up the Holler. I can still hear the pitch-perfect, old-timey country inflection.
We’re grateful to Launchpad, Eclipse Production Services and Ecco Gelato for helping us do this thing. Thanks to Jessica Billey, Minie Gonzales and Maya Malloy, who contributed art for the silent auction. Love to the Alibi family for helping out and chasing down prizes for the raffle. Further ups to all the bands who put on great shows. (Guys, if you want any pictures for your websites, I’ve got tons from that night.)
Zack Freeman. Years ago he was on “America’s Got Talent” and was robbed—robbed!—by a guy who played guitar with eggbeaters. If you haven’t seen this 505er yet, get it done.
The raffle ticket and silent auction table. That’s Minie Gonzales’ face staring at you over and over from the tabletop.
Enjoy this photo recap:
Blue Rose Ramblers in blue light. “This one’s called ‘Buy a Raffle Ticket.’ “ Jessica Billey’s on the right. She donated gorgeous art, too.
Beatbox queen Saywut!? Where have you been all our lives?
Nastia von BonBon of the Five-Star Motelles. We were supposed to play, but drummer Frau got snowed in. (She could have clawed her way out of Moriarty with her bare hands and iron will, but whatever.)
Jeffie of Vertigo Venus is, IMHO, the most stylish, well-dressed rockstar in town.
Monica and Carlos of Ya Ya Boom, the worst band on planet Earth. We all had neck-aches the next day.
Ecco Gelato showed up and gave out free gelato all night, to the delight of Melissa the bartender (pictured) and everyone else (not pictured).
Somehow (beerhow) we failed to take pictures of World on Fyre. Here’s the cover of their new EP instead. Buy one. It’s great. Kind of like if a Sonic Youth truck smacked into a The Cure deer at night on a lonely road when you were driving on mushrooms. Man, you’re a jerk.
Brian of Dirty Novels. I’ve been admiring this band’s songwriting lately. Hoarse, bar-banging garage rock on top. Thoughtful precision underneath.
The Scrams! These guys will sweat on you. This is Juan Carlos on guitar, with Joe singing behind him. Strange to see them on a big stage like this. I’m used to Scrams in scooter shops and on house party-like stage/floors. Didn’t lose anything in the translation, though.
Made in Bangladesh closed out the night. The singer ran up the wall at one point. That’s nice work.