Darwin's

I forgot to blog about this one: a few nights ago, I joined my friend Brian at a local blues bar for their 'jam session' evening. I wasn't really sure what I was getting myself into, but Brian was eager for me to see what kind of talent showed up for the jam session, so I decided to check it out. The evening was divided into two portions. First we caught the tail end of the house blues band (which consists of all white guys) playing a mix of originals and covers. After this they had anyone that was interested in 'jamming' get up on stage and play a handful of other blues tunes.

Overall, the night was educational but ultimately really not my thing. I say it was educational in that I got to see a bunch of older white men go nuts doing noodley blues solos, something that kinda surprised me considering how much technical skill they had in a style no one cares about (no offense if you like blues, but let's face it, white blues is less alive today that modern classical music, and that's certainly not saying much). Granted, had these guys been more in line with the black tradition of singing the blues (not just playing it), I probably would have been much more interested, but ultimately, that's not what seems to go on at Darwin's. In the end, I'm glad I went, but I don't see myself going back for a long time.