A La Original

As some of you may know, I make a weekly patronage to Palm Coast. It is a very unique venue that features a coffee shop, restaurant, bar, courtyard, and live entertainment stage. My reason for going on Mondays is Acoustic Open Mike Night. This night is full of you guessed it…acoustic music.

Don’t think for a second though that it is all country or bluegrass. Sure they may pick a little on the banjo or mandolin throughout the night. When it picks up though, you can hear everything from Journey to the Beatles and much, much more.

Now I have never claimed to be a music connoisseur and honestly I do not know a lot of bands or songs. Sure I’ve listened to music my whole life, but as I later found out by moving to the South, there are sooooo many songs I have never heard. So I enjoy my Monday nights of live acoustic music, not only for pleasure but for education purposes. I now know who sings “Wild Horses” (The Rolling Stones), and songs with guitar solos that take up more time in the song than the lyrics, are acceptable. So as you can imagine, my taste in music has increased and so has the number of songs I know.

Accept they forgot to tell me one thing, until a couple of weeks ago. See I thought I was enjoying my Palm Coast Mondays listening to these artist play other people’s songs. When in fact many of the musicians play their own original pieces. How was I to know? I mean it all just sounded like music that I hadn’t heard before and sure I liked the song, “bbbbbbblack slacks” but I had no idea that it was an original.

Then last night I was talking to one of the musicians and he informed me that a lot of the songs I was hearing, were originals. What?!?! You mean the guy that always sings the sad songs that seem like they are acoustic remixes of metal band lyrics, is singing a song he wrote himself? Way to mess with a girl’s head. Here I thought I was adding to a list of southern rock songs and old favorites that I didn’t know and now I find out that actually no one else knows these!

Don’t get me wrong, I am not complaining. The originals are amazing and I don’t know what I’m going to do the next Monday that I can’t hear “bbbbbbblack slacks.” If you haven’t heard it, it’s a must and I am even considering recording it on my camera so that I can get my fix throughout the week. They could have told me though, or should I have known? Who knew so much talent and original writings could have shown up on random Monday nights?

So I guess I’m back to square one and still trying to add to the list of songs that should know but don’t. Now I just get to add in these favorite originals too!