CUT OF THE DAY: GROUPLOVE – “COLOURS”
The WBRU & Dunkin’ Donuts Summer Concert Series was in full effect Friday night at Waterplace Park and L.A.’s Grouplove sounded pretty sweet. Is there anything better than a free outdoor show? Nope. I was lucky enough to have the night off and it was on. For the third year in a row, the city of Providence teamed up with 95.5 and Dunkin’ to provide free live music for six straight Fridays. After being told that Delta Spirit almost played for 2 hours a few weeks ago, I expected more than an hour, but it wasn’t meant to be. Maybe it’s because they only have 1 album? Maybe my wife was lying about the length to get me jealous because Delta Spirit only played for 45 minutes at Bonnaroo? I’m not sure and it really doesn’t matter.
The extremely overcrowded area had people scaling nearby walls to sit on top of buildings in an attempt to get a look at this hot band. The setup is right in front of the understaffed and overwhelmed Waterplace restaurant. Why aren’t you guys ready for a large group of people? They do this every Friday, get a clue. Anyway, I listened to 2011 debut Never Trust a Happy Song before the show and it’s pretty awesome. They ended the exact same way they did at Bonnaroo, “Tongue Tied” into “Colours.” Two amazingly catchy songs that I love. But they sprinkled a little Whitney Houston in between and “I Wanna Dance With Somebody” put smiles on the faces of the adults in the crowd (and there weren’t many). Three nights of guzzling beers has sent me straight to detox and I’m in chill mode until my anniversary on Monday. Finally, I always thought the line in “Tongue Tied” was “take me to your best friend’s house, marmalade, we’re making out, oh yeah.” It’s not and obviously it isn’t. “Normally, we’re making out.” Oh yeah, what a dummy.
BENEDICT ALLEN
For me, this is right up there with Johnny Damon leaving the Sox and putting on pinstripes. What a traitor. The Celtics offered you more money and you took your talents to Miami? Gay. Loyalty often means nothing in the world of sports and it grosses me out. Whatever, thanks for the banner in 2008, but I sort of hate you now. Did I wear my Ray Allen tee Saturday afternoon? You bet. Did somebody at Stop & Shop tell me I should burn it? Yep. It’s sad but true and it’s the last time I’ll wear his shirt. Do both my kids have the middle name Allen? Yep. Is it honor of Ray Ray? Secretly, but it’s really because both their grandfathers have Allen as their middle name also. Now I have another reason to hate the Heat.
