Blues...

We had tickets to see Albert Cummings at "House of Blues" on their back porch on friday evening. Walking in the front door, there is a huge old looking porch right in front of you, a box office behind you to the right and entrance to the main stage to your right. It's very creole looking, multiple pictures and drawings on the walls, layers upon layers of paint on the railings, bartops, walls and posts. Bottle caps are used as trim. the ceiling is vaulted accoustic tiles, carved with busts of legendary blues singers and when the action really gets going upstairs,(or maybe it's insinc with the bass) the ceiling moves, pulsating with the beat. It really gets going so much that the entire room vibrates and you think the ceiling is going to fall down upon you. Looking at the structure though, you can see that the pillars and beams are stationary and it's just the ceiling that is pulsating. Very strange!
The concert was pretty good, but Albert's attitude left a little to be disired. I guess we weren't enthusiastic and loud enough for his taste as he kept making comments that we hadn't had enough to drink or we weren't liking his music. Ah well, egos...
House of Blues was definately a good place to people watch, I thought Minneapolis/Uptown area was the biggest GLBT area west of NewYork, but apparently Chicago is right up there and I think most of them were there with us at House of Blues.