Wondering Soul

The van had to brake suddenly for a kid's soccer ball in the street and everything crashed on the floor. Crash! Chunk! Bang! Booooom! Don't laugh, but the drum set cymbals where the last to fall. Poetic, I know. Luckily, it survived the drive to Encinitas, CA. A Lou's parking lot gig was hip stuff. Indie band merit badge material. As a roadie, I arranged it. I do the phone calls and I help lug equipment. At no time do I play any music. This is a good thing, trust me.

I get to sit back and enjoy the scene. Which is what I did at Lou's from the van. Man, what was wrong with those kids? You could see them in the back watching in their flannels and smoking cigarettes; it was just like the 90s again, but none of them moved. Delta Spirit sung one of their foot stompers called "People C'mon." The song devastates the clubs. People start rocking out and the gals look so sexy moving to the bluesy beat with their denim asses. Then again, all those cats are legal and of drinking age.

Alcohol helps. I hate to be cliche, but I wanted to scream at the crowd to c'mon, just like the song. If any band can help rekindle the spirit of the 60s, it's Delta Spirit. I know their songs are of the Ben Folds Five/Eels-variety, but they have enough of a folky vibe for the soul. When Modern Fix, the San Diego music mag, compared them to Dave Mathews Band, I knew they had arrived.

So move your feet kids. We know what's good for you.