In addition to the usual 56 hour work week, this week has held some pretty good live music for those Angelinos who are partial to old sad bastardry, that is, gruffish vocals, occasional harmony, a little bit of twang and a lotta bit of whiskey. Couple three shows with an epic birthday/housewarming of Friday and you have the perfect recipe for sleep deprivation. But fuck it, right? You are only young once...
Tuesday night found us, along with the rest of the beard and flannel crowd, waiting in line at the Echoplex to see Lucero. The line ran down the street, right next to their shiny, huge tour bus which idled all night long. I am sure that with a new horn section and ever growing support team, the bus is packed full, but it is sure a far cry from "Dreaming in America." Both openers were entertaining, part 60's rockabilly, part straight up Memphis, part garage whatever, but neither was really my thing. Lucero played pretty well to a painfully sober weeknight crowd, though it was not the best I've seen (also the fifth time this year...no more, please!) The horn sections on songs from 1372 Overton Park was awesome, but it ws even more fun to hear some old tunes filled up with brass, "That Much Further West" in particular. So yeah, overall fun times.
Up next, why gang vocals rule and Joey Cape makes me sleep...
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