carl johnson is in the house
carl didn't even let the amp cool off before he and justin beaulieu and peter capra (the carl johnson trio) ripped into their set of carl originals (rightbackatcha, she ain't comin back, sofa blues, and, yeah it's a love song, etc. etc. etc.), and classic covers like luther allison's cherry red wine, and the capstone of the evening, neil young's mr. soul. story around the room was that carl's gig at the thirsty ear last friday sent the kids into overdrive looking for a place for the trio to come back and hit 'em again, and let's just say they know what's good for 'em down there in cambridge, for sure.
by that time the old blues jr. was glowing red, and it was time for jen kearney and the lost onion to bring carl back to the stage yet again to give the people what they want. pete maclean had the catbird's seat up back behind his set, and claire finley was looking so hot i'm not even sure i'm allowed to talk about it. (word is it was a that-day barbie kiberstis original do, and i gotta say, barbie rocks). carl was regularly visited throughout the evening by claire and her pedulla penta buzz (i love the way even the name of her bass sounds dirty) and mark money shot mullins had his trumpet on overdrive. and jen... hot. one word. hot.
they were shopping classic circa-2005 "layers" ep's, and i got one, along with trick bag's "hip shot", and if they had a cj trio disc, i'd have bagged one of those too. one of those evenings for the record books, because i'll be able to say i was there when.
and treat her right is playing at toad tonight in cambridge. finestkind!
edited to correct the trickbag lineup per mike's generous correction!