In the middle of May, MommaBear and I gathered ourselves and a few others to take in a show at the fabled Crystal Ballroom, here in Portland. I love seeing shows at the Crystal, it is such an amazing building. The dance floor is on springs, the massive vaulted ceilings with two of the largest chandeliers I have ever seen dangling above. Huge windows looking out on the main vein of Metro Portland, W.Burnside, and of course, the history of music. Stepping into the Crystal Ballroom you can feel the years of amazing music that has soaked into the old wood beams. Try hard enough and you can almost hear the classic shows of yesteryear emanating back through history.
But now back to the present. I wanted to go see Shpongle with MommaBear, who may or may not be referred to as Tupelo from here on out. It’s her type of scene, and I like to experience things she enjoys with her. Even if I am not such a big fan myself. My expectations were kept fairly low, with the hope that they would be dis-proven.
The show was opened by part of the horn section of the March 4th Marching Band, and we walked into the Ballroom to the sounds of three saxophones, alto, tenor, and baritone. There was also a mixer / synth that was looping beats and a DJ spinning. As one of the horn players grabbed a guitar, the sound became a little more rock, I smiled and really thought I was going to enjoy this night.
As I have had this post in draft form, and I have three others in draft form I am going to try to wrap it up.
Mongo does not care much for DJ music. Please learn to play an instrument, in front of people. Preferably with other people who also can play an instrument.
Oh, but these were awesome.
Divine Moments of Truth by Shpongle live in Portland, Oregon