There’s No Sitting In Rock!
The Justin King Band came through Fairfield again last night. During the last show I was struck by how many people were sitting down the entire time, and so this time around I watched the show from the back where I assumed people were rocking out. This was not the case. I was the only one on my feet jamming for most of the show. The exception being a few songs when two other people got up on their feet.
I’m still getting to know this funky little town for sure, but my perception is that there’s no shortage of free spirited people here. So it doesn’t add up to see all these teens and college kids sitting in chairs while on stage band members are belting out riffs and beats that are begging for even your basic rock and roll concert moves: the head bob, hip sway or flat foot bounce for example.
The Justin King Band is no Pixies, but there were a couple songs were I wanted to kick the chair across the room and go Footloose. Granted that could be latent instincts from my high school days as a gymnast, but you get the point.
The most surreal moment was at the end of their last song (before the encore), the guitar players are jumping around laying out their instruments on the floor while the drummer climbs onto his set, and yet the audience . . . is sitting . . . in rows of chairs . . . not even a bobbing head can be seen. I need to give Kevin Bacon a call - he would set things right.
