It was a long drive down to Birmingham to see this legendary band - and an even longer one back up after the gig. I'm tired, exhausted and pretty much knackered - yet still I might utter "Do it again".
It was indeed time out of mind. We were transported to long ago places when life was very different. Music does that in a way that so little else can, certainly for me - and trust me, this isn't just pretzel logic.
The support band did some of their dirty work for them, and they were good, too - although 30 mins was about all I wanted to hear of them. They performed entirely instrumentally and in a trio format. The music was pure jazz and the instrumentation was Hammond, Drums and Guitar. Nice to listen to, but too much would necessitate even a Haitian divorce. The organist was the driving force, and he was very accomplished, although his skill did not extend to passing on his name in any way that I was able to hear.
"The Dan", as they seemed to be internally known, performed very well indeed, despite the slightly muddy acoustic ever-present in the NIA Academy.
The bass was never more than indistinct, despite playing of the highest quality. The set centered on older music, by enlarge, but with a repertoire so huge there's no telling what we might hear.
My personal favourites were FM and Babylon Sisters. All in all, a wonderful experience, and a pleasant car full to share the night with. We only nearly got killed to death once, thankfully.
Today will be black Friday, I predict.