night with SU. We decided rather spontaneously to head over to Anderson Fair and catch a couple of blues acts. It is such a cool place, I wish I lived in the Montrose area, I’d go there about every night it was open. No smoking and reeks of old time folk singing, anti-war protests, etc. Very cool place and it is truly a dump! I don’t think that is an oxymoron when applied to artsy-fartsy venues.
The first act up was an old white dude named Paul Geremia (pronounced Jerimiah). He reminds of the kind of person that gets totally absorbed with “the good old days” and wishes he lived in that era. He has an encyclopedic knowledge of the history of the blues and told stories throughout his set. His playing and singing was very reminiscient of the early 1900’s, lots of stuff from the 20’s and 30’s. No way I could keep track of all of the guys he mentioned, suffice to say he is deep into that culture. Very good player of that style, pure acoustic, both 6 and 12 string guitars. Particularly effective with the slide.
Next up was Ann Armstrong with her husband Steve Hughes (what he was there for, I haven’t a clue). I think she is in a time warp, with her 4 foot long gray hair in a pony tail. Must be in her 60’s. A lot of energy, some stories and pretty good playing, although coming on stage after Geremia didn’t help that. She too was playing slide but wasn’t close in ability. Don’t get me wrong, she can play very well, it’s just that Geremia has pretty much mastered that style of the blues. And she certainly has more energy than Geremia, I was kinda afraid he was going to stroke out he was breathing so hard.
Overall, a good evening out with the babe-inski. Uh-oh, no coffee this morning! Rather than get up and go get some, we slept in, then went down to the local joint for coffee (and breakfast!). Late.