I don't know who had more energy, the band, or the audience. OhMyGod! A crushing first set. Wild, screaming crowd. After a while they could no longer remain seated. Spontaneous outbursts of enthusiastic dancing erupted aound the room. It seemed like the entire cast of the now sadly closed "Hairspray" show came for some much needed healing. Mom was there -- Senora Lopez. What a delight. Every time Jerry or Lenny would cuss onstage, I leaned over and yelled "MOM!!!" She'd laugh, and reply "I can't understand what they're saying..."
Copped a few decent pics tonight. Below: Gil, Johnnie, Jerry.
Below, the awesome bassist and total gentleman Adrian Garcia, his friend Kimberly, and Jerry during intermission. Check out Adrian's way cool new website (click his name). Excerpt from his fascinating bio:
"I was born in Havana, Cuba in March of 1958, a very interesting time in my native country. The son of Alejandro and Maria, I was exposed to music from the very beginning. My father, my hero, was Cuba's premier trombonist and my mother, an angel on earth was a teacher and played the piano. My older sister, Xenia also played the piano.
Since I can remember, I have been hopelessly in love with music and the bass guitar. Come to think of it, the only thing that surpasses my love for music is my love for my Lord Jesus Christ and my love for my family..."
"Shout out for joy to the Lord, all earth; Burst into jubilant song with music" -Psalm 98:4
Speaking of bassists, Rochon blew the house away during his ride in "We are Nothing." Y'know, Roch plays solos that most advanced guitar players couldn't cut. Dude is simply amazing. (BTW- Gabe's percussion solo and Pepe's drum solo in "We are Nothing" were friggin' killer)
UPDATE: Brad Cordle
Saw Brad Cordle last night and got his new bidness card from him. He's gonna get me the specs on his new westside gig, and I will post the info on the blog. This cat can flat-ass sing. Jerry and I totally agree on that point. I got to hear him one night over at The Orleans. Stay tuned for details.