Went to see a gifted Austin folkie named Matt the Electrician at a "house concert" last night. (He got his name because he took up a building trade to support his music habit, which fortunately has developed well enough to support him and his family, now.) But he's still wry and funny, with a rasky on-key voice to support his unique songs. With one exception none of the ones he played show up on the LaLa, so I went with his story about the streaking "Valedictorian," which gives an idea of his warm, memorable style.
But first! He played Phoenix on Thursday night, and had a little story about the "weather weenies" out there, who sound possibly even more wussy than the Californians.
Matt said that he and his guitar wiz partner Scrappy were heading for the gig at a coffee house, listening to a classic rock station on the radio. He said:
It's drizzling outside, barely raining, and there's not even a lot of water collected on the ground. And the classic rock DJ comes on the air, and she says the Governor just declared a state of emergency. She says it's really bad out there, and tells everybody just stay home!
Fortunately he said a number of Phoenicians ignored the "emergency" and came out and had a good time at the gig. The house party, for forty so folks in a friends' living room, turned out to be plenty fun for us too. Who needs cover charges, Ticketmaster, crowds, etc. Just visit with great musicians at home…
Here's Matt:
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