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Band Review

Tab Benoit
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I was watching the band, but my eyes weren't exactly fixated in that particular place. I took in the entire ambience, and how could you go wrong with down and dirty blues played expertly by a Louisiana Cajun boy, and mostly female dancers on the floor in front of him. Old Speckled Hen on tap? Are you kidding? Pinch me, I must be dreaming.

The toy drums were Tama Starclassics, maple with a natural amber finish. The tiny kick was miked, but was more of a bump than a thump. The two toms rumbled nicely, sounding a bit like a Corvette V8 idling. I prefer a Harley V-twin sound, if you know what I mean. Oddly, the kick and cymbals were miked, but nothing else. So I couldn't hear the toms to my liking, as Sandy noted. The drummer was fast and smooth, slow and soulful when needed, and had great technique in his striking movements. What I mean by that is he varied the way he hit his instruments in a way that adds subtle variations to the sound. Very attentive to the other band members. Cool concentration, and very tight, as Sandy said. Very basic setup, instrument wise. Austere, even, except for the excess of two amps. Passion was also abundant all around. Tab looked like he was pushing a boulder up a hill at times, eyes closed with his perfect white teeth glinted in the spotlights.

Tab's voice reminded me of John Mayall when he rocked, and of James Taylor when he sang the slow stuff. Not exactly like them, just heard hints that put those thoughts in my head. His range seemed to be between a tenor and a baritone. His guitar sound reminded me of John Fogarty, Born on the Bayou came to mind. More bluesy, of course. People were transfixed, really into it. I heard a guy saying he drove down from Windsor, Ontario, another from Cincinnati, and other places. It's good to know there are still a lot of folks out there that love good music enough to travel and take a day or two off work to see a band.