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Concertgoers braved rain and mud for the 12th Annual Capital Jazz Fest on June 4-6, 2004. Things may have been wet, but spirits were definitely high with the smooth jazz fans in attendance. Although it stormed all day, even the camping tents remained in place outside the festival area. The performance pavilion was packed with people, while others stood under shelters trying to capture a glimpse of the stage. Featured artists included the outstanding talents of Chris Botti, Dave Koz, BWB and many more. This very soggy journalist was able to catch Down to the Bone on Saturday, June 5th. The music was definitely cooking on-stage.
Hearing Down to the Bone live is a completely different experience from the tight grooves album, Cellar Funk. The band seems to thrive off audience participation. The more the enthusiastic crowd responded, the harder the band pushed the songs to the limit. Just when you thought everything was fully revved up, the band worked the audience a bit more by encouraging everyone to stand up and clap along. The concert almost had a rock and roll edge with rapping during one song and driving rhythms throughout. Dancing was a welcomed commodity.
Vinyl Junkie was one of the songs performed at the show that you won’t hear on Cellar Funk. The crowd was on their feet with a solo by pianist Neil Angilley. His energy level and skill were of equal caliber. However, the interaction of the band members and how they kept things moving during the entire performance made a lasting impression. This band did the one thing many artists forget . . . they connected with the audience. Kudos to Down to the Bone on this one.
I was first exposed to jazz as a middle school band student. A college ensemble passed through and put on a concert for the band students (of which I was one). The level of mastery and musicianship blew me away, intimidated, and inspired me
I was first exposed to jazz as a middle school band student. A college ensemble passed through and put on a concert for the band students (of which I was one). The level of mastery and musicianship blew me away, intimidated, and inspired me. Try as I might, I was never able to achieve a high enough level of competency to perform at the level I was first and subsequently exposed to. Regardless, I was hooked on jazz and remain so to this day.