Last night I went to Notes Live, a little venue in Newtown, one of those dinner-and-a-show places.
I was there mainly for the opening act, The Maladies. I’ve blogged about them before, having heard their songs on FBI radio and really enjoying their eclectic roots-and-psych CD. They were good at Notes, although I could tell they were a little too freaky for most of the crowd. “This Wood and This Wire” was awesome, though they played it first. I was glad that they didn’t tame down the screaming in songs like “Feel So Fine”. A couple of songs, like e new one they admitted no one liked, were poor. But I like these guys a lot, and I’m sure they’ll continue to polish their live chops.
The main act was American Charlie Parr. I’ll admit I’d not previously heard of Parr, but damn he was good. It was just him and his acoustic strings, either steel guitar or banjo. He played some really authentic Delta blues and Kentucky folk. He was, honestly, and aficionado of the guitar. His picking style blew me away, and his vocals were honest and clear. For fans of country blues and folk he was the real deal. I mean, anyone who covers Dock Boggs (“Prodigal Son”) is not just a poser. Parr played some great, great acoustic roots music.