You're All I've Got Tonight


In all likelihood, you have not been waiting for this post to appear.

On Thursday, March 10, I kicked off this blog. Hard to believe, I know. It seems like an eon ago. We've been through a lot, including Tuesday's random Russian Google Lobster Attack (that's me, optimizing my Google search results).

In that opening blog, I told you I was going to take this past Tuesday night off to go see a concert, in an effort to drag my lazy, apathetic butt out of the house. As usual, part of me didn't want to leave the house pre-show. Afterward, there was no such remorse or doubt.

Every Tuesday night, a local band covers an entire classic rock album. Last night, local band Station85 covered The Cars, the album released by the band The Cars in 1978.

Holy. Carp. I intentionally did not listen to the album in the weeks leading up to the show. Which begs the question: What's your pre-show routine? Listen to the band ad nauseum and then sing along as they play the music verbatim? Or avoid them like the plague so it all sounds fresh? I prefer the latter, obviously, and totally forgot how amazing that album is.

It's one of my personal Top 20 albums of all-time (albeit in the lower half), and I can defend that choice:
1. The music is timeless. Not only does it sound good, but it sounds ahead of its time. I was convinced this was an ’80s album and was surprised it (almost) came out before I was born.
2. Almost every song is on-the-nuts good: Good Times Roll; My Best Friend's Girl; Just What I Needed; You're All I've Got Tonight (listen to the album version (PHOTO OF A NAKED WOMAN (from an album cover) INCLUDED AT THE BEGINNING) right now. crank the volume way up. that drum intro is thunder on tape); Bye Bye Love; Moving In Stereo.

Most bands would take two of those songs, call 'em hits and knock off to play the senior circuit and call it a career. That burst of poppy, still-arty music is impressive.

But I'm off topic. You came here to talk about Google The Cars Russia Spidermonkey.

The show was great. I don't just throw that around. I've seen Clapton flame out, Pink Floyd from the third row and U2 make an entire audience cry. The band only got better and more into the show as the album (show?) moved on. My friend Craig was there, again, as well, so I wasn't alone.

And, shocker alert, I actually knew somebody else at the venue. A photographer from our paper showed up with a buddy of his. It's possible I'm becoming a local. Mormon Lobster.

Comments

  1. RossMay 4, 2011 at 7:42 PM

    As you mentioned your top 20 albums of all time. Let's see that list. Plus I think the Russians would like to see it as well.

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  2. JillMay 5, 2011 at 7:11 AM

    I'm kind of indifferent to this blog. But, as a music lover, I can appreciate your love and devotion to your favorite music. And, we always have U2. 38-5-4.

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  3. JillMay 5, 2011 at 7:14 AM

    Oh, and I too would like to see your top 20 albums.

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  4. SarahMay 5, 2011 at 7:47 AM

    I like to listen to the band til my ears bleed, pre-show. Of course, that was when I went to shows. Which I've never really done much.

    Elton John was in town last night. I wish someone had wanted to give me a free ticket.

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  5. JPMay 5, 2011 at 8:36 AM

    Popular demand wins the day. Top 20 albums coming up tonight. It will be very populist.

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