Monday night, while you were sitting at a bar, your cohorts were at Club Dada, standing at a bar, watching our Rangers kick some Cardinals ass; following the epic win with some pretty epic music, while you probably just stumbled home, in silence.
Rhode Island band Deer Tick’s music combines various genres to produce a full-fledged, salt-of-the-earth rock & roll sound that filled Dada’s packed house.
What was said to me before I attended the concert: “You know what a deer tick is, don’t you?” I mean, other than a tick that resides on a deer, I guess I haven’t given much thought to it. I was wrong. “They kill pets,” is the response I received. Anyway…
What you missed: Lead singer John McCauley opening a bottled Budweiser with his teeth, or the definition of manly; really good parking spots.
Wearing a Boston Red Sox hat, McCauley addressed the audience. “Oh yeah, our [expletive] album came out today, what the [same expletive],” he said, referring to the band’s fourth effort, Divine Providence.
McCauley spoke in the same raspy twang as his singing voice, and drank beer like water. The band opened with gritty call-and-response tune “The Bump,” and McCauley promptly declared Texans to be some of his favorite people, aside from porn stars. Glad he clarified. (more…)