With music steeped in the Delta blues and dynamic stage presence, Grammy-winning musician Keb’ Mo’ charmed audiences Tuesday night at Denver’s Paramount Theater.
Local favorite Gregory Alan Isakov played a solo opening set with tunes from his latest record, This Empty Northern Hemisphere.
Keb Mo came out precisely at 7:30, as per show time. He played his half hour set and then looked like “crap, Bonnie’s not here yet… I have to stall, I have no idea what to play” so he fuddled through it and kept playing. FINALLY Bonnie bopped out from the backstage area around 8:30ish.
She said “I Love you, I love this man (referring to Keb) and they sang Whenever You Call and then Bonnie said, “thanks to United, I got here about five minutes before I went on with Keb, but this is a song I like…” They sang another song…
Bonnie came on for her official set at precisely 8:57. She almost immediately started out with Roadrunner and then said, “Thank you Phoenix. This one’s off the new record.”
Looking back on the second round of Jackson Browne shows in 2003.
Well, this show was a little different than the first attempt at seeing him. It was at Fiddler’s Green, which is a lot larger and not as nice as Red Rocks, but still outdoors. We didn’t have to be there until 7:00 though, because we had reserved seats.
After the Red Rocks incident we had to exchange our tickets for new ones. This process proved to be harder for some that others, the radio DJ claiming that “People are figuring out their Rubik’s cubes before they do their Jackson Browne tickets.” It was that the Red Rocks people had gotten special reserved seats held and they could trade in their Red Rocks ticket stubs for one reserved seat or two lawn seats. (There is a part of Fiddler’s that is grassy and general admission). It really wasn’t that hard, you just had to go down to the box office to do it.
We didn’t end up with front row (at least not yet) but seats on the far right of row GGG which is about row 7. Keb Mo was first at about 7:10, and this man, he REEKS coolness.
About 8:30, Jackson came out. He was wearing the same blue flannel shirt and grey sweat-type pants that he was at Red Rocks. He looked very comfy, and pretty darn good for being 53 years old. His hair, is extraordinary and beautiful and his fingers…
