The Berries did our first show in a while here in Mondoville, playing at Bar III along with our friends Thee Knee Jerks and Craig and the Bodietones. Everyone appeared to be in fine form — Thee Knee Jerks were “Mach Schau”-manic from the soundcheck on, and didn’t stop until they had played everything they planned and then some. Craig once again busted out his old-school surf pyrotechnics, accompanied by a series of thematically appropriate visuals projected on a big screen. One highlight was a version of The Bel-Airs’/Eddie and the Showmen’s “Squad Car”, which he played as a Lego police chase ran behind him.
Finally it was our turn, and a good time seemed to be had by all. We debuted several tunes — a couple of originals, and covers of “Tobacco Road” and a punked-out “Greenback Dollar” (with an arrangement that owes more than a little to this song.) And when we closed the night with a rendition (as in rending something limb-from-limb) of “Surfin’ Bird”, the crowd seemed to have as much fun as we did. I was actually a bit worried about taking on “Bird”, especially since I do the vocals on it, but figured we deserve credit for being nuts enough to take on a trash(men) classic like that. So it was a great evening all around. I crashed about 2 this morning, but apart from a bit of stiffness, don’t feel too much the worse for wear. Score one for the old guys. But one odd thing about playing in Mondoville — it’s still weird to be coming off the stage after a show and have people address me as “Dr. Moore.”
On the other hand, when I checked Facebook a while ago, I was saddened to learn that Cincinnati jazz staple The Blue Wisp has apparently decided to call it a day. I only went to the Wisp once, in the company of a young lady who was a jazz fan. I was 21, and knew even less about drinking than I do now, but it was a jazz club, so I ordered a bourbon and water and watched the Blue Wisp Big Band, a Wednesday-night institution for decades. I’m not the biggest jazz fan in the world, but I hate to see the mainstay of any area’s scene go under. Here’s hoping for a comeback, or at least another place for friends of the style to listen and play.
And how has your weekend been?