Just attended an Aggrolites/Aquabats concert in SoCal last week with the wife and boychild. Nice small venue where we were maybe 30 feet from the stage. I went for broke and bought myself the anti-negativity helmet and mask.
Mento was Ska’s daddy; a Jamaican sort-of species of calypso.
Oh, mi drink white rum an’ mi tumble down
Mi no wan’ duppy gal come finger me
Mi drink white rum an’ mi tumble down
Mi no wan’ duppy gal come finger me
Iron bar, iron bar
Iron bar, iron bar
Iron bar, iron bar
Mi no wan’ duppy gal come finger me
The song what gave him his nickname.
One of the weirdest songs I’ve ever heard:
I’d sing along to this, as high as I can go, and our dog Elliot would invariably howl, as you can well imagine.
Some of you will have heard the “I” at the beginning of this in a certain fast food chain’s ads.
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I saw the current lineup of the English Beat last week - Dave Wakeling, his daughter Chloe on backing vocals, Antonee First Class as toaster, and a band of Berkelee graduates who hadn’t been born when I Just Can’t Stop It was released.
The City Winery is a weird venue. It skews hard towards an older crowd (I’m 54 and I was one of the younger people there), and there isn’t really any room for dancing which might be just as well since more than one of us would probably have broken a hip. I did some sedate shuffling next to my chair and was sweaty and satisfied that I’d given my all at the end of the night.
The show was a lot of fun. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d gone out to see live music.
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