Gravenomics 2.0

Last night I found myself bending a few taps and telling a few tales. A couple of bands put on a great show: Oceans dished out some odes to Radiohead spiced with some new alt poppy rockish songs. Ty West mounted the stage like some reborn sage from days of lore. He worked his guitar and mellowed the vibe. Then TBL slung on their flat tops and let loose with some solid acoustic rock.

Graven:

They just snuck up on stage like the Grinch stealing your Christmas. Ben and Matt strummed and plucked out some folky tunes...but this was just the start. Matt was soon joined on stage with Landon (Freebird) and Owen (Blitzen) and in a few seconds the plugged in part of the night began. Sonic booms, bangs and vibrations shook the room. Windows cracked and the drunk club kids looked up from Murray street texting each other wtfs. They were dazed and sad that they had not heard these sounds sooner. Matt built up into a fury; his hands were whirling tight then he swung into some wild windmills. Landon and Ben kept the beat moving. Matt strutted the stage and tried to get Owen to wail - he did. This created a new bigger sonic surge. The crowd pulsed forward - some hot chicks at the bar slammed back a few more shooters, just to keep up with the madness.

Then the lights went on - closing time - back to the real world, a world with too little Rock n' Roll.

Thanks Graven for bringing the thunder.