After a leisurely day hanging around the Marriot with a bunch of
other monkeys, we finally got things together around dinner time and lit
out for downtown West Palm Beach with Shawn & Dottie. It was a surprisingly
quiet night on Clematis Street -- hardly any folks were out and about.
After a quick survey of the restaurant choices, we settled an inside table
at the Tree of Life European Bistro. The service was good, the food was
great, and the company was excellent...all in all a fine meal!
And then it was time to amble on back up Clematis to Respectable
Street for the night's bit of radiation. It was relatively uncrowded when
we came in at 9:30 or so, and we spent the next half hour socializing with
other monkeys who'd made the trip for the weekend.
The stage lighting in Respectable Street consists mainly of a bunch
of fixed lights, most of which had been re-aimed so as not to blind the
musicians, so the ambient lighting was pretty poor -- plenty enough to
see, but not enough for good photos without using the flash. As you can
see, the result is that there are lots of shots of questionable quality
that have been morphed artistically one way or another. If you can't make
wine, then you oughta make vinegar from those sour grapes...
The show was pretty stellar, as the Radiators lived up to their name
and poured it out on us. Here's the setlist:
- 1st Set -
Birdland, Last Getaway, Kamikaze, Life on Mars -> Crazy Mama, Poison,
Rebel Rebel, Crazy Mona, Wrong Road, Diamond Joe, Last Fair Deal, Papaya
- 2nd Set -
Barnburner, Slippin' and Slidin'-> Long Hard Journey Home, She's
Not There, Blue Monkey -> Holiday,
Soul of the World, Murder in My Heart -> It's Your Thing, Part Till
the Monkey Runs Out, The Mighty Quinn -> Blind Crippled and Crazy
- Encores -
The Twist, Dead Flowers, Rosie
Things took awhile to settle down after the show ended - as Kenny
announced, "Ain't no hurry, the bar is open til 4 am y'all!"
Eventually we made our way back to the Courtyard where we found ourselves
hanging with a bunch of party-minded monkeys until the early morning light
started peeking up on that eastern horizon. Ain't no business like monkey
Speaking of which, the local paper had a nice promo piece, It's
all about the Monkey, about the weekend's festivities, no doubt due
to the fine promotional efforts of Moses and Soulkeg.