BOZ AT THE UPTOWN AND EVEN MORE RECORDS I NEVER HEARD UNTIL JUST NOW

I got to see a childhood hero last night at The Uptown, and Boz was really great, playing a 90-minute set and two encores to a crowd that didn't want to let him go.  He is in fine voice and played the hits and interpreted other material as well--which was awesome.   He took a guitar solo during the second encore that showed he's still a bitchin' guitar player and could play the blues and soul canon and put on a masterful show doing just that. Of course hearing the songs I've known from my sisters' records was the best and I wouldn't want it any other way.

Maybe because cruelty and menace are on the march in our country and these are really weird times, it felt like the audience needed Boz and his music in a way I haven't felt at a show in a while, if ever.  As the saying goes, they could have played all night.


I continued week 2 of commuting to music I never done heard before with Bibio's atmospheric kind  of classical-sounding music, really dug it.


I also checked out the new Francoise Hardy, which is elegant, perfectly spare, and melancholy. 


This re-master of Senagalese pop by Cheikh Lo doesn't seem to know any music boundaries.  I hear Cuba and Brazil and I suppose all of those loop back to African influence anyhow. 

I'm enjoying checking out all new stuff on my commutes because I tend to be routine-driven and there's a great big world out there that ain't same 'ol same 'ol, brothers and sisters.