Midweek Musicology

On Tuesday in need of some much needed excitement to what was already turning out to be a one-note week, I decided to go catch some local bands play at Smith's Olde Bar. I did research these bands before I left, I don't want you to think I just get up and go to see any type music. I like music but some types of music just do not transfer well live and if they don't why bother seeing them.

Tuesday at SOB is their "3 for 5" night. That means you get to see 3 artists play all for the low, low price of $5. You can't beat that at all. If you've never been to SOB, you definitely should give it a try, at least on a Tuesday. They have this very intimate set up with soft lighting, candle-lit tables and great acoustics makes for a very good show any time, almost any artist. You can listen to an artist before they get big and get all swell headed in a very comfy, non-pressure environment. I love it.

One artist I listened to online that I knew would turn out well was Zach Fowler. He was the only Southern based artist out of the 3. The other two, Silent Treatment and The Saucy Jacks are all Californians, I think. I know the Silent Treatment for a fact. They are southern California, sound like 70's inspired rock. Very good, very groovy. I was only able to catch the last bit of their set, only 2 songs I'm afraid. I wish I had come earlier I really would have liked to see them.

Zach Fowler was great. Very mellow, soothing pop-rock music. I don't know how to describe it but he definitely had that singer-songwriter vibe down and I loved it all. It was just him on an acoustic guitar with his "friend" playing the drums. Very nice. I would book them for anything. Not loud, not crassy, just soft and soothing.

The sad part about this night was that I was the only one there. There was another show playing that was more alternative, electro-pop type music and they had a lot more people. But in my show it was just little ole' me. This kinda explains the theme of my life and this here blog - solo adventures, literally and figuratively.

I commend the artists though, they gave it their best. They played like it was a room full of people and I clapped like there was ten of me.

I've seen local artists play before. I've just never had to be all about me in the room. A little daunting!