Blues Control Valley Tangents
Drag City 2012
If you hate CDs, Blues Control‘ll turn you off. Blues Control played with keyboards and guitar pedals and a discman, some high school nerd dream project. It sounded real good, sounded like you were there, versus listening to a computer.
A young man was enjoying himself, dancing while everyone else stood in nervous disorganization. It encouraged people, lightened them up, because dead seriousness (and physical stillness) is a prerequisite for an interest in Challenging Music. The encouraged started moving too, their own weird dances, please practiced doing chores alone.
Midway through, a gentle elementary school voice I’m embarrassed to realize I use too, said, “Robert, it’s time to go home now.”
“Aw, no, not again!” But Robert went home with his support worker, and people stopped moving so much, sipped their drinks, and watched and listened to Blues Control, reminded you can only enjoy things if you’re mentally disabled.
Blues Control at The Shop under Parts and Labour, July 31, 2012
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