Washboard Abs Rock with Boulder Acoustic Society!
They opened the set with a splash with ‘Surfology’. This is one of their most genre-bending and densely jazz infested songs which start out as an instrumental then kicks in with unexpectedly punchy harmonic vocal chants. As Aaron said, ‘We are such nerds we spend time doing things other folks don’t do, like look for the perfect bike horn for our washboard’ He went on to point out Scott Higgin’s washboard black gloves with metal nails that looked impressively ‘creepy’ and invited takers up for a back scratch with them. ‘Thingy’ from their‘8th Color’ album starting with marimbas and strings was cascading like the soundtrack to an animated butterfly swooping around as light as a feather. ‘Mango Juice’ is one of my faves, with a lilting almost cartoonish melody, reminiscent of Pilot Drift, the indie experimenters from Texarkana. It was the most heartfelt love song…er, to mango juice! A tropical squeeze, like the beginning of Weezer’s Islands in the Sun, without resorting to the W’s roaring distortion later in the song, and not missing it. ‘I’m Satisfied With My Gal’ made you think you were walking down Main Street in Disneyland hearing a ragtime quartet. This song showed off their strong tight vocals that you tend to ignore when caught up in keeping up with the whitewater rapids of music styles they pour over you like the Colorado River splashing over boulders in its wake!