Monday, October 12, 2009
Next Big Nashville / The Spin Next Big Nashville Day 2: How I Became the Bomb, Biscuits 'N Gravy and More
Posted by The Spin on Mon, Oct 12, 2009 at 9:16 AM
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Thursdays ("Little Fridays") can be rough nights to navigate for music-lovers, and doubly so during a festival. You want fun, entertainment, rock 'n' roll and good times, but you have to work tomorrow! What is one to do? Fuck it, that's what.
By the time we got to Cannery Row on Thursday we were well on our way to wasted after an excellent VIP party featuring free booze, mind-blowing ribs from Jimmy Carl's Lunch Box and the smooth soul sounds of local up-and-comer William Davenport. It was a seriously boss party, even if they were sorta skimpin' on the vodka.
We walked in to find The Billy Goats' MC Iller dry humping a mic stand for an audience of 10, maybe 15, onlookers--hey, 8 o'clock at the Cannery is a tough spot, so you can't blame a guy for trying to keep himself entertained. The tracks from their newly minted album There's No U in Team sounded hella dope over the big sound system and the handful of people there were obviously having a ball. Biscuits 'N Gravy were up next and dropped a heavy set of big-beat funk that has us convinced their drummer can destroy any other drummer in town.
We ducked out to 12th & Porter to catch an awesome solo set from B 'N G frontman Future, and by the time we got back to Cannery it was pretty evident that the free Citizen Cope show had syphoned off all of the douche-tards that would usually be all up on Lord T & Eloise like flies on shitty music.
Upstairs at Mercy Lounge the indie-schmindy upbeat throwback pop night was in full effect, and we were quite pleased that the crowd trickled in as consistently as it did. Though the lineups at this year's festival are more genre-specific, we were worried the all-town rocking would split the difference. As for the show itself? The night comes back in flashes.
We see a Mercy Lounge uneasily occupied by the early-night-still-sober crowd. We see Bad Cop play songs, but we do not remember them. We speak to King of Australia Dean Shortland, who was enthusiastic about Elle Macho. We see Tristen wearing a dress and recall singing along to "Matchstick Murder." We remember discussing with a friend that Jordan Caress was tearin' it up on bass. Did Eric Lehning mix his musical metaphors and wear Elton John sunglasses while singing into a Frank Sinatra microphone? No one will ever know. And oh, How I Became the Bomb. You always make us dance. Drunkenly dance away our Thursday malaise.
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Thanks for the first paragraph! I totally agree! So what if you have to work...fuck it! Man up, NBN is only once a year! I always find it weird how people wuss out on a once a year thing just because they have to work! I can deal with being a little tired the next day in order to hear some great music. I wish more people were like that, then Thursday nights at NBN wouldn't be so lame. At many of the venues, there were less than 30 people that night.
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