Maybe I'm getting old (ahem - 26), but big venue concerts just aren't doing it for me anymore. Sitting in section 306 at Madison Square Garden and trying to rock out to Incubus or The Rolling Stones while straining to see their pea-sized selves, and well, aside from the sensationally loud yet muffled-sounding speaker system that pulsates each thumping beat through my very being, I'm just not feeling it. Not to forget the ever-present moshing, a crowd shoving and pushing sport - does this really have to be done in front of a live band? Why don't these people form moshing clubs, pump up the jam in the privacy of their own homes, and shove, punch, jostle, and push each other to their hearts content there? And the prices for these concerts? Don't get me started.
Let’s face it, for those who just want to feel the beat and rock and roll, the radio ain't cutting it either these days. So where are you going to get your fix? The solution - go out and support your local bands.
The best way to experience great music is to haul your ass down to your local dive bar or small club. They're intimate, just a little bit smoky, and have just enough room to dance if you want to; or, if you prefer, there are usually seats enough so that you may sit back and simply enjoy the music.
The best band to experience is one of the newest and lesser-known arrivals on the New York City scene: Janie Superstar. In a sea of jaded rockers, punked-out punksters, and oh so blase psychedelic electro no wave artists, Janie Superstar emerges as a refreshing, down-to-earth folk/pop/rock (label as you will) band whose powerful and melodic songs recall southern rockers coming out of music meccas Chapel Hill and Greensboro, NC.
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