Last night I had the thrill of going to The Coop with my bro who won tickets here on DCF. With no idea of what to expect, I googled Fred & realized it was going to be an interesting, fun night. Bro rounded up the gang & away we go.
First of all, as we go in & are looking for a table, there is a fairly large area filled with what I call the "Fred Boutique", merchandized to the gills. Not that that's a bad thing. I liked it. It said to me that Fred was no fool. Fred was a "brand" before branding was cool. Reading some of the tshirt slogans & cd titles it was obvious the guy has a sense of humor & a unique way of looking at the world.
We settled in & found ourselves loving the Ginn Sisters (sorry if I've mangled the name) in a slow, twangy, creep up behind you way. I dug & respected those chicks getting out there, doing their thang. Excellent harmonies, a jazzing flute when you don't expect it & the epitome of a cool rockin chick ringing the hollow body guitar. The lyrics fit the music and the music fits the lyrics.
After their set the "Fred" tension rose. Most of the crowd were die hard Fred Head's. The FHs were almost at a breaking point when the band took the stage again, this time with Fred. The FHs went wild. It didn't take long for us to see the light. Fred has a sharp view of the world. He writes about things he has lived. He can twist a phrase like a corkscrew, making you laugh & absorb a lesson at the same time. He is also a fine guitarist. His songs have been covered by several well know country artists but I would not call Fred country. His rural influences certainly shine. He is from Canada & proud of it.
We had a great time getting out to see live music, especially such a fun experience. You know we liked it, we stayed until the end of the concert & didn't get home until almost 11. We don't stay up later than heck for just anybody these days.
Thanks DCF for the tickets so a couple more of our gang could join us.