(Your mission, that is!)
This post is dedicated to Kilby Court
, the little rock club that could, which I battled hard and visited again this past Monday in spite of the impending illness, doom and death
I am currently enjoying.
I went to Kilby this time to check out Ms. Edith Frost
along with a whole host of locals that I was looking forward to seeing, including Nate Padley
(who I unfortunately missed) and Glade
, complete with Sabra
singing back-up. (Phew. That was a lot of linking.)
You have to love Kilby Court; you just have to. Sure, it's December 8th and its website
still features the November schedule of artists. Ok, so you have to walk down a shady ally to get to the place. So what if the venue itself is simply someone's garage with a small stage and a PA system, complete with a side yard to mill about? Does it matter that said PA generally sounds like I am running it (i.e., not good)? Does it matter that its all-ages? Is it okay that during the winter months, Kilby is either 174 or 12 degrees, depending on the night? Absolutely not.
Only at Kilby can you enjoy the cooler kids that hit the cooler all-ages shows. Only at Kilby can you sit and enjoy a fire between bands. Only at Kilby can you run into about a zillion people that you know, each of whom shares a love for independent music, and despite the zillion of people you may know, only at Kilby can you check out a national artist with less than 30 people, or so.
Paraphrasing MC Welk
, one of the several folks I knew at the Edith Frost show Monday and who also is a Kilby believer, 'It speaks volumes for the Salt Lake music scene that the best artists come to a venue without a liquor license.'
At least it's here.