we awoke Sunday to another picture perfect day... perhaps the best weather weekend of all the times I have gone. Met again for talk and weak coffee (next year I do think the Starbucks across the street will be seeing me). To my horror I saw I only had 4 beers left in my cooler. I did some mental calculations and in horror realized just how much I had drunk the day before
I decided I'd go a bit easier on the stuff today. So I decided to limit myself to those and not make another Total Wine run (not that I could have.. thanks to N.C blue laws haha).
Well the Sunday Church of Prog was .. as it almost always was... a great choice. For those of us slightly in a daze and not completely woken up the first band In the Presence of Wolves would wake up anyone. Bunch of young kids playing high energy high octane sh*t. Some where put off by the vocals but to my mind that sort of goes hand in hand with bands like that. They are not a prog band, and probably was the first prog show they played, may ever play. They were kids and likely do a roaring trade playing to kiddies who dig that stuff. I really enjoyed it for what it was. I don't think I would have found any albums interesting.. but in a live setting they were quite good.
During the break I had a lot of fun tossing a frisbee around with a bunch of little tykes. That is another thing I love about Progday. The families that come down. Progday is many things.. but a sausage fest it is not. Lots of children, lots of women. During one of the breaks in bands they got all the 'prog women' together for a photo session and there were quite a few. I did have to laugh a few times to see.. for perhaps the first time.. a line to the women's rest room. That NEVER happens at prog shows damnit.
Next up was Ad Astra from New York. Whatever energy I gained from the kids in Wolves rapidly dissipated during this performance and I broke out my book and enjoyed them for good background reading music. Good musicians. Not much interesting to my ears musically. They could have used a vocalist IMO.
Well that Sanderson dude is a hell of writer so I continued to read as the last of my unknown bands had played. The last two up were the two bands I knew of the whole weekend. Discipline and Bent Knee. Both I like, Discipline more so but neither were bands I was gaga about.
Discplines set was pretty good, I especially was pleased to hear finally (after seeing them recently multiple times and not hearing it) the Rogue. It was well done and that guitarist my dear wife has the hots for really did a great job with Jon Preston Bouda's parts. The rest of the show... ehhh.. had heard it before and thought something was off in the sound. They sounded better in other shows we had seen of them. Thus the C grade. Not helped by the debut of a new song that really did nothing for me.
Last up was Bent Knee. The present darling of the progressive scene. We saw them a couple of months ago at the Orion and while the show was good. Raff enjoyed it far more than I did, I didn't see the buzz. The singer was top notch but while the lyrics are supposedly a strong suit, lyrics mean nothing to me. I listen to the music, not lyrics, and musically they left me ...wanting. Perhaps I was a victim of the 'hype' or better yet.. the love of those who I respect... I just did not see what they did. Musically... I saw nothing special about them. So with that in mind I was curious if seeing them at Progday might change that. Take a group I found good. .and raise them to the level that many whose opinions I respect have of them. Well it didn't. Like more than a few I talked to.. I don't think the soundman really did get Courtney's voice figured out and her voice was far too overwhelming and at time to the point of irritation and pain to the ears hahaha. I really didn't get anything out of their performance I'm sorry to say. Still unconverted and still pretty firm on my notion that musically... they are good.. but not interesting which is what floats my boat.
So with that musical part of Progday ended and it was back to the hotel. Raff and I did our usual Sunday night dinner with H.T. (joined this year by his wonderfully precosious gem of 13 year old son Thomas
) at our Indian Restaurant. We were pretty wiped out and skipped the pool party this year (we missed you Paul) which was probably wise as it was said to have gone on till past 3 in the morning hahha.
Monday morning was full of lots of sad farewells for another as I have to come to see, as many do, that Progday is much more than a music festival.. but almost like some sort of family reunion. We had a nice drive back Monday to end it. Thus ended another Progday weekend.. if you haven't gone to Progday but have considered? Do it... once you go.. you'll always come back. It is sort of special.