I only caught Out of Favor Boy‘s first set at the Union in Kzoo, and that’s only because I had our 2nd grader and his pal with me. They got a couple of beers (root) and shared fries and observations about the live band on the stage before them, things like how one of the guitarists looks like their art teacher at school and how they planned on getting the drummer’s autograph. The band was tight, the sound was rich, the covers were clean and the vibe was consistent throughout. It was a full house and a nice night and the parking was free. Free, I tell ya! Was it a good live music night in Kalamazoo? Yes indeed!
As we were just getting ready to wrap up, Emily emailed me and asked for a Lobster Bisque to go, implying me to be the delivery service, a task for which I was happy to oblige. Over the years I may have been tempted to eat a sample from a few pregnant Taco Bell runs (“oh, honey, they forgot your chalupa… tell the baby inside of you that I’m sorry…”) but I will never need to be breath checked on any meal involving Lobster because I think Lobster is what happens when people who live in perfect gardens eat the wrong fruit and everything goes hellishly wrong, like, say, choosing to eat lobster. And the whole bisque thing? You can’t Bisque something and all the sudden it’s not a pinching demon of the sea anymore. The only food I eat involving a rubber band is broccoli from a farmer’s market, and that’s it.
Sorry about taking that weird lobster turn back there. The headline here is this: the band was great. Our little drummer said “when we get back home, I want to play the fill he just played”, which is a sign of some level of inspiration. How sweet it is that we can catch a live blues band — a good one, too — and only have a 20 minute drive home, even with the lobster thing.