remarkable. There…that’s concise and contained...everything
the show was
not. I should just search the thesaurus,
seeking alternatives to “perfect” for the remainder of this
review. Just the names of musicians alone are enough to
fill the room with high expectations, long
before the first note was even played.
I know this
review is headed for a youth-centered website. I feel
a little restricted
in my word choices, yet I've
got to at least let out a
“….DAMN!”. If it
weren’t for my target audience, this show
would probably sent me off on a rant of explicatives
that my level of
excitement can’t contain.
his distinct bass lines that hit you in your…your spleen. Spleen…?
Or whatever is deep…deep inside. You literally feel the notes.
volume knob on his drum set was turned to “off”, it would look as
though he was working a solo
for rockers Motley Crue ….yet,
Scott's beats fall lightly…and
precise. His sticks
Just look up his bio. Amazing, amazing stuff.
Jazz guitar as it was meant to be!
Nat Su….I'd not
been lucky enough to hear him play prior to this and what a treat.
Robust and vibrant in the right places, subdued where called upon.
guys together? Why did it take so long? WHY haven’t they recorded?
writing. No written review will do this show justice. I still just want to curse about it! And
jump around! If you ever get the chance to see these guys together,
review it -- in person!