So, I saw a second Prieboy concert on Thursday night. I brought my father with me this time. He also had a blast. I was a little nervous at how I might be received upon my return since I was completely tanked at the last one and may have burned bridges before finishing building them. But as soon as we arrived I saw the same pre-show super-fan crew from last time and they were excited to see me and shouted my name. I introduced my pop and we all caught up a bit and chatted about last month’s gig and the upcoming show.
We opted to take a seat a few rows back this time, instead of dead front . . . for obvious reasons. I think it also gave us a better overall stage view, which was nice because there were a lot of times where Andy was playing jokes off his bassist and drummer and it was fun to watch the tall golem-like bassplayer stand there with an “I’m not amused” expression on his face.
I’m glad I was sober this time as the stories that Andy tells which give personal insight to both him and his songs are really fantastic. He had a bit of a setlist, but would also go off the map when he’d get sidetracked and decide to play something else for us. There was a really intimate and close connection between the audience and Andy that he seemed to really feed off of.
Bruce Moreland was there again and he kind of rolled his eyes a bit when I saw him so I think he may have regretted sitting too close to me last time.
During the show Andy told a story about how his 80 year old father whom he never got along with so well and gambled away all his money had gotten a leather jacket from one of the casinos and he was convinced this was a ROCKSTAR jacket and that Andy should have it so he could properly dress the part. He then retrieves this hideous, red, blue, white, gold, and every other color of the shit rainbow jacket which is adorned with all these gambling clichés . . . . cards, dice, chips, cash, etc. He put it on once and proclaimed sarcastically, “Pretty fuckin’ badass, huh?” He stated he would never again put on that jacket and proceeded to state that, while he is typically notoriously camera shy and does not allow pictures he would allow photos for people tonight . . . IF THEY WORE THE JACKET. Well, you can bet your ass I took him up on that offer, as did a good handful of others too.
This isn’t a complete list, but it’s what I can recall and name . . .
Every Lady Gets a Song
Wasn’t That a Time
Tomorrow Wendy
Back of the Laundromat
Club Bub
Not a Negative No
Loving the Highway Man
Bands
Pricks
Psycho Ex
Build a Better Garden
Cannot Not
Donny and Goliath
Joliet
Blackboard Sky
How’s About A Song Like This?
