
Live at The Birchmere - August 6th 2016
Tab Benoit hit the Birchmere stage the way great artists leave it. He started the night with the intensity of vision and ferocity of attack most performers leave for the second encore. And he built from there.
Singing “Gonna get my friends/we’re going crawfishing,” Benoit began by anchoring his blues firmly in the rich soil of the bayou. And it was from there that everything made sense and connected to the real world; while at the same time transcending the blues that easily besets our mortal souls, lifting us out of our present circumstances into a place where family, food, and music offer a respite from the spiritual ravages of our political and technological world.
Disclaimer: There is a basic rule in good writing. That rule says that a good writer should not use the same word over and over again. The hell with that. The word? Tone. With Benoit it is all about tone.
Tab Benoit hit the Birchmere stage the way great artists leave it. He started the night with the intensity of vision and ferocity of attack most performers leave for the second encore. And he built from there.
Singing “Gonna get my friends/we’re going crawfishing,” Benoit began by anchoring his blues firmly in the rich soil of the bayou. And it was from there that everything made sense and connected to the real world; while at the same time transcending the blues that easily besets our mortal souls, lifting us out of our present circumstances into a place where family, food, and music offer a respite from the spiritual ravages of our political and technological world.
Disclaimer: There is a basic rule in good writing. That rule says that a good writer should not use the same word over and over again. The hell with that. The word? Tone. With Benoit it is all about tone.