Friday, July 18, 2008

I love music

Last night I attended a free concert in Groton, CT, at Esker Point Beach. My handsome husband and I arrived at 4-ish, greeted by several friends and then the band members. The band is the Ryan Montbleau Band. I've known these guys for a few years now, and they're some of the most talented musicians I've ever met, yet not a one of them is stuck up or egotistical. Months before I even got engaged, I told Ryan that they would be playing my wedding. Yes...it was pretty much an order. Lol.
If you ever have the chance to attend one of their shows, I highly reccomend it. You will boogie your ass off I guarantee it. Even if you are not normally a dancer and fancy the chair or the wall you will feel the music move slowly through you. By the end of the night you'll be groovin and feeling the good vibe. If you consider yourself a person who appreciates good music, lyrics, rythms, then you won't be dissapointed.
Introduce yourself and say hello to the guys. Not while they are playing music obviously. And maybe that should go without saying but I've seen that shit before...and I'm not talking shouting out song requests but crowd members trying to actually trying to strike up a conversation with individual band members while they are singing and playing. Um, hello? McFly?
They will love to have a conversation with you after the show. Ryan (guitar), Matty (bass), Larry (viola), Jason (keys), James (drums), and Yahuba (percussion) are all down to earth and truly appreciate comments about thier playing, and will inevitably thank you for coming to the show. All around great people.
I love those guys, I feel blessed to call them my friends.


More jewerly related posts later, I promise...but it's noon here, I have the day off from work, the sun is shining, and the hoop is calling. Time to put on some music, stretch, and head outside.

1 comment:

Carol said...

Every once in a while I run across a musician who isn't friendly with the crowd. The ones who are just plain too good to mingle with their fans usually end up with no fans. Or band mates. Or anyone that wants to book them to play their establishment.

Oh, I believe I feel a post coming on....