(Jason Lent has forsaken the island paradise of Hawaii to follow us around for a few months. I have happily placed the tour diary in his capable hands. It should bring a new perspective to our ramblings.)
|The open fields and empty highways between Chicago and Davenport were a welcome change as I cruised past Ronald Reagan’s birthplace somewhere in western Illinois. The skies were consistently grey and a slow, steady rain hovered over the entire trip. Pulling into Davenport, the Mississippi was lapping at the banks and looked ready to breach the walls of the Quad Cities. When it does, perhaps it will carry away the riverboat casino that has sunk its teeth into the Davenport river front district.Tonight’s show took place in a performance room at the River Music Experience, an interactive music building that housed a small museum (Charlie Daniels’ bow!), practice rooms, a coffee shop, and even small music labs for aspiring producers looking to master Auto Tune and create the next pop starlet. It made for an easy way to pass a rainy afternoon. After that, I met a wonderful family from Sicily serving authentic pizza in the heart of Davenport, IA. Antonella welcomed me like a lost son. I tried to help her daughter with Spanish homework and even took a tour of the kitchen. Meeting such open and kind people on these travels lifts the weight of the miles instantly.Walking back to the venue, I watched a marching band of clowns emerge from the venue and assumed Margo had nixed Pete’s idea for an opening act. A barrage of flash photography and pockets of geese hampered the show tonight for those who wanted to listen closely. The downstairs performance space occasionally bled into the venue giving the entire show an underlining din that the band had to work to stay above. The transcendent moments when music, performer, and crowd become one were hard to spot on this rainy night.
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My daughter and I attended the show and both agree on the geese and din. Hope it doesn’t affect any future return. I thought everyone in the band was great and enjoyed every bit of it.
Saw the band in Iowa City a couple of years ago. The performance at the Redstone, while suffering from the above-mentioned cackling at the bar, the occasional ambient noise from downstairs, and the near constant walking back and forth of members of the crowd, seemed to allow Margo an opportunity to feel an ease with the crowd that didn’t happen in the theatre atmosphere of the IC venue. She was on her game, affable and warm, both in her singing and in her chatting up the crowd. The musicianship was crisp and solid — as good as there is in alt-country (sorry for the pigeonholing!). A fan for all of the 25 years (Caution Horses is still a top three all-time albums for me), I can’t wait for 4(!) new albums in the next year and a half. Hope they come back to D-port…much sooner than later.