The first week after vacation is usually a tough one. The second week, even more so when you wake up on a dreary cold and dark Monday morning in January to the news that David Bowie died. It was a weird day that Monday, trying to figure out why I was so sad. After all I didn’t know him personally and I would not even count him among my top favorites, but I was pretty much out of it all the same. I know some friends really related to him when they were going through their freaky stages in high school and he made it ok to be different. Me, I was just not that interesting in high school (or now) to have that level of connectedness to him and his art. I guess, I just always thought he would be around to provide the musical soundtrack of the different phases of my life. I had a couple things to get me through the week- David Bowie on the radio all the time, my dearest friend in the world was coming to visit and Weird Hot was holding a CD release party on Saturday night.
One of the reasons, Sue was coming to visit was because she wanted to make sure she shared at least one show with me this celebratory year. After all, we have known each other for 40 + years, shared a lot of music through those years and she turned me on to bluegrass music and the Winterhawk Bluegrass Festival that become a constant of our summers for about 15 years. I could not have gone through the year without her.
When I told her what show we were seeing on Saturday, I hedged with the description of the band. If you know Weird Hot, you understand why. They are this every eclectic band- kind of glam, kind of punk, definitely rock and roll and kind of 80s pop and bluesy. They are fronted by the Shawn Kilroy, my favorite, and completely overscheduled, electrician in town, who has a sexual energy and moves that rival Mick Jagger. At the show, we met up with friends who we have seen shows with and also enjoyed Shakespeare in the Park together. I would say that the group of people who I saw at the show were a good metaphor for the eclectic music we enjoyed that night.
Weird Hot is a great band. Period. Each musician in the band is totally uniquely and spectacular. One woman was in fishnet stockings, while the lead guitarist was in red leather pants. They are fun, high energy and tight. Man, that band is tight. They just keep getting better, too. They opened with a couple of notes from Space Oddity and then launched into their set. The crowd started out seated and by the end everyone was on the dance floor, doing their own thing. And when they played Bowie’s “Let’s Dance,” the crowd went even a little crazier. I did not realize how much I needed, and how therapeutic it was, to dance to Bowie. But it was exactly how I needed to end the week.
Next time they come around, do yourself a favor and go see them. Though you may have trouble describing their music, you will have no trouble having fun.
17 shows to go, 138 days left…