Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Backpacking the East Coast

Words cannot describe how meaningful it was for me to quit my job and backpack the East Coast. I will never forget the places I saw, nor will I stop loving the people I encountered (unless, of course, I suffer a case of explosive amnesia). Words cannot describe the change that occurred within me those three weeks, but if I had to try, it would go as follows:


Enjoy :)

(Click the titles for my reviews on some of the places I visited…)

Where at least three people know my name…

New York City
Brilliant bright lights and beautiful people…

Washington, DC
At least trying to learn something historical…

Virginia Beach
Three days here was four days too many…

New Orleans
“I got Bourbon-faced on shit street,” aka, Land of Classy Tees…

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Deeper @ Beale Street Bar and Grill


She swayed back and forth, eyes closed, as her voice drove with grit and tension. Her right hand gently caressed the microphone, sliding up and down the stand in a manner slightly more than suggestive...

This is the method to which Deeper conducts their eclectic blend of rock. A dash of punk with a hint of metal, mixed with (self-proclaimed) influences ranging from Bowie to Nirvana, one never really knows what to expect.

"This song is dedicated to a cowboy," announced lead songstress, Kristy (last names omitted from public presentation), before beginning the extraordinarily fluid song, "Normal." The technical proficiency of guitarist, Eric, was displayed through a complex weave of hammer-ons, pull-offs and brilliant riffs. Drummer, Bob, was spectacular, driving the song to perfection. Bassist, Ben, laid down a smooth groove that really elevated the music. And, of course, Kristy's perfectly pitched vocals, kicking into overdrive during the most opportune moments, added the final dose of emotive energy.

From their online bio: We spew the politics of self. We play rather loud (for ourselves, not for the kids... never for the kids).

Kids are stupid, anyway...