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You never really know what you're going to get at a Lucero
show--but you do know the evening will involve some combination of drunk dudes (on or off the stage), beers raised in tribute and plenty of shouted requests. Friday night's show was the first in a pair of dates at Mercy Lounge
and by the time we arrived the show was already sold out and there were only 100 tickets left for Saturday--much to the chagrin of the couple in front of us in line.
We did roll up to Mercy a touch late--the fleet-wide mutiny on this week's Battlestar Galactica
left us pretty emotionally exhausted--but still managed to catch the bulk of the Dexateens' set. Their ragged country-tinged rock was the ideal pregame for Lucero's, well, country-tinged rock--and therefore many in the audience took their set as the opportunity to get drunk. Real drunk. By the time the quartet from Memphis took the stage with "That Much Further West," the crowd was at a heady froth.
Most of the more rambunctious activity was confined to the front of the stage where beer was being sprayed sports-locker-room-post-championship style and the occasional rube trusted his skull to the drunkards below him and went crowd surfing. We decided to stay safe and in the back where the more low-key fans quietly mouthed the words and a couple of girls--who didn't seem to be paying much attention--discussed an upcoming Dave Matthews Band concert. (We recently found ourselves subconsciously singing along to "Stay" in T.J. Maxx and pondered the invention of a miracle machine that could erase all DMB songs from the afflicted's head without pain.)
Staying out of the fray ended up being a wise decision, as we watched some shove-happy drunkies being led out by security. At one point frontman Ben Nichols
quipped, "I went to a boxing match and a Lucero gig broke out." As for that Lucero gig, it was packed with old classics like "Kiss the Bottle" and "Nights Like These" along with a whole slew of dreaded "new songs" (the band is working on an album with plans for a summer release). The foursome seemed loose and happy--Nichols couldn't help but giggle when he messed up some lyrics only to have the correct ones fed to him in a chorus of voices. When we headed out around 1 a.m. Lucero were still going strong, with promises to play all the ones they skipped Friday the following night.