But if you think today's bad, just wait until tomorrow night, when I am basking in the love and the driving beat of the bluesy-punk and the sweat flying off the fabulous
I've been waiting for this concert ever since last spring when I saw these guys tour with the Weakerthans.
It was the most amazing experience. The venue (Wickham Hall at Mount Royal College) was the smallest I've ever been to a show in - it could hold maybe 300 people. There were two local opening acts - Hot Little Rocket who rocked and were tonnes of fun and The Summerlad who rocked less but seemed like really nice people. The keyboardist kept wandering around the crowd afterward, smiling at everybody. The Weakerthans were playing last and I knew what to expect from them, as I had loved them for a while, but when the Constantines came on stage, they blew the top of my head right off.
These five guys came onstage, and started a really driving, drum-heavy beat and then the tall, skinny one who looked like a choir boy, or perhaps a librarian, stepped up to the mic and opened his mouth and let loose with a staggeringly powerful voice. That was, of course, Bry Webb and I am so looking forward to hearing him again tomorrow night.
The Cons' most recent album, Tournament of Hearts, really showcases the evolution of the band from a howling punk-based band to a more refined, restrained, and reflective sound (but they still take no prisoners, make no mistake). On a couple of tracks, guitarist Steve Lambke takes over lead vocals and, while his voice is a mere wisp compared to the weapon of mass destruction that is Bry Webb, the songs are still very effective.
Still, I'll always remember what one American reviewer said about TOH: "I understand that Canadian bands are all about democracy and all that shit, but they should always make Bry Webb sing." I couldn't agree more. Tomorrow night, let Bry sing!