> Well the solution to this is of course for Henneman to strip off his
>shirt, and
>stick a cucumber down his skin tight white pants. ehh. or maybe not.
Well, he almost did last night! They're just finishing up the album due
out this Spring, and got out of the studio (back in Brooklyn) for the
first time since the first of the year , for the Mercury Lounge's 5th
anniversary show. This was one loose and pretty juiced show--and much fun,
as far as I'm concerned.
It was an all-requests night, which led (surprisingly) to fairly tight
versions of their best-known songs (but no prolonged debate over Radar
Gun...you know, I was trying to figure out Henneman's real ATTITUDE towards
the character there.....) but the loud rockers were a challenge since they
were using an acoustic lead. "We have a rule about no electric leads until
the new album comes out"...so "this is the last time you get to hera us as
a kind of country band."
That sounds a little ominous, but once their bass amp started to emit the
gnetle patter of flatulence (Translation" really loud sounds that weretooy
like chains of farts for them not to comment), waylaying the talented but
quite ripped new bass player, we got Oral Recitation versions of
Indianapolis, and sometimes cookin' sometimes incredibly sloppy and drunk
versions of Steve Earle, George Jones and Merle Haggard numbers. Also:
They've announced that they are lifetime members of the Church of Shania
Twain. I really belive they like her, but I detected a hint of less than
total respect. Or maybe it was the liquor talking. Just an observation.
And they had to get all that into one hour.
Barry M.
