Kid Congo Kicks It
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So I guess let’s thank God that I am not Kid Congo and he is.
Kid Congo, Oklahoma City, 3-15-2010
(Photos by Susan Wallace)
Anyhow, the club was small and seedy, and it smelled like small, seedy clubs everywhere, and that’s the way I like ‘em. The turnout was not very good, which probably had a lot to do with the fact that it was both Monday night and Oklahoma, neither of which have a reputation for excitement. But the ambiance struck a chord in me. It reminded me more of the gigs we used to play back when I was in a band than a big deal rock and roll show, and that made it special. We played more than one gig where my band outnumbered the audience– and we were a trio. It wasn’t quite that bad for the Pink Monkey Birds Monday night. In fact, it wasn’t bad at all. It was intimate and friendly and I could have danced all night, if I could dance. And if they had played all night. Which I wouldn’t have minded. Kid and his cohorts gave it their all and a massive good time was had by all.
On a more serious note, if you get a chance to see the Pink Monkey Birds in or near your town, or anywhere at all, take it. If you knew what you were missing, you’d never forgive yourself for it. And if you didn’t know what you were missing, you wouldn’t forgive yourself for that, either.
Your Humble Blogger has a brush with greatness.
