Saw Concrete Blonde at the Disneyland HOB with redmaenad. Many thanks to her and her sister for making it happen.
Wow, Johnette is amazing. I hadn’t seen her play live since 1987 or so, I think. If anything she’s better. She has the pipes and the songs and a total abandonment to her art that is unique. The vocal pyrotechnics don’t sound forced or showy, just genuine. Fine, fine version of “As Tears Go By” among others.
There aren’t too many singers who can give me goosebumps, and she’s one of them.
I sort of knew her in the 80s, friends of friends thing, and I remember seeing her in my neighborhood in Hollywood a lot. She wasn’t a kid even then, and she had a presence that was notable even hung over on a Sunday afternoon at the local restaurant where we’d see each other across the room over eggs and tabasco. I was the kid writing for a paper and she was the older, mysterious rock star lady. She was nice to me.
She’s 46 now and roaring through her prime. Can I be her when I grow up? Not a note out of place, but every emotion is real.
The opening band raised a question to me: why would 25-year-olds who can play instruments want to make supermarket rock? They sounded like every cookie-cutter guitar power pop band on the Star 98 (Vertical Horizon/Matchbox 20/whatever), but they’re a bit too late for the big money train. My suggestion is that they switch to the God Team and go for Bad Christian Rock, where it’s okay to be a few years out of date if you’re cute and can hold a tune. Good money and lots of blowjobs from cornfed Kansas girls, guys. Their name was “Studio Trash”. Uh-huh. Did Daddy buy that amp for ya?