Thursday, July 21, 2005

He ain't heavy

The Pernice Brothers played at Bluesfest's muggiest moment: 1:30 p.m. Sunday. There was profuse sweating as the group gave its country pop gems a robust treatment. I just listened to their third studio album, Yours, Mine & Ours, and heard what I was missing from their live set: Some fabulous harmonies. Well, I predicted their more ethereal compositions wouldn't sound the same coming from the Main Stage back when they were added to the bill - and as I said earlier, they had some bravura guitar moments. It was slightly drippy (which is why the monitors are dressed in plastic) but there wasn't much in the way of rain, as I recall.

Joe Pernice sweats the pounds away.



Guitarist Peyton Pinkerton was feeling it.



There regular bassist, Thom Monahan, was taking a break (their website takes pains to explain he is not dead, jailed, or involved in a love triangle, rhombus or trapezoid), so I can't say who's providing the low end. However, that is James Walbourne playing keys, guitar, and cocking the occasional suspicious eyebrow at the rest of the band.



And last but not least, drummer Patrick Berkery.



The band has a live DVD and CD Nobody's Watching (Nobody's Listening) out, and just released their fourth studio album Discover a Lovelier You. Based on their past output (as well as side projects like Big Tobacco and Chappaquidick Skyline) they're both worth checking out.

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