07.19.09 You ever have the feeling that you're in the presence of someone not of this world. You feel as if you're about to witness something so incredible that the greatest pain is not having every single person you know with you to share it with; and those same people are going to all have to sit through a 2 hour phone call just so you can try to accurately describe how awesome it was?
I thought it was going to be just another epic night with my blues buds, Friends of Adam, as they always are. But as expected they always have a lil' something that'll drop your jaw to the floor.
This time they were the opening band. If the F.O.A. is gonna open for someone, than good god, who's comin after? This time it was the Darby Slick band. If you've never heard of him I guarantee you've heard the songs he's written. The one he's most famous for is Jefferson Airplane's "Somebody to Love." You know the one. This man's unquestioned rock authority needs no explanation, if you ever get a chance to see him play, you won't doubt it either.
He went nuts, straight up psychedelic rock straight from the days of bell bottoms and tie dye t-shirts. And to see him in all places, Hawaiian Brians. There he was jamming with his double-necked fretless guitar, tearing it up like no one I've ever seen! He invited the F.O.A. towards the end of the night for one last jam session. At that point Darby Slick stood up, started going crazy with his guitar, pounding out note after note flawlessly, and rose to the mic and yelled "That's how we did it in the 60's!"