Went to the Nylons concert at Hudson Gardens this evening. Margie and I have followed along this group for, um, decades (including across previous relationships, ahem), and they’re still as much fun as ever, even though only one of the original team is still on board. This is at least the third time I’ve seen them in concert — previously I saw them in San Diego, and at the Greek Amphitheater in LA.
They did two sets, each running about an hour. The first one was mostly old favorites. It’s always amusing, btw, to watch musical acts come to Denver and deal with the altitude (and joke about dealing with the altitude). With a full-throttle group like the Nylons, it’s a serious issue, and they were pretty badly lagging at the end of the first set. The second half, though, they were recovered, and pulled in some more recent tunes, though their finale (a nicely reworked “Lion Sleeps Tonight”) and encore (three more tunes, with the signature “Hey-Hey Good-Bye”) were all “classics.”
Great fun. Made me want to dig up all those CDs … er, MP3s and listen to them.
This was our first outing to Hudson Gardens, either as a garden or as an event venue. As both, it’s nothing to write home about, but they did have a good concert series this year that we’ll have to watch for next year. We went ahead and sprung for the “good seats” up front, and I’m glad we did.
On the other hand, though they encourage picnic suppers — Margie made a wonderful pair of pasties from leftover steak and spinich and onions and other goodies — they don’t allow you to bring in your own alcohol, instead selling it up at a booth. Feh.
The only problem we had with the evening was some light rain from about 15 minutes before the concert started to right before the group came on. We had umbrellas, but were a bit concerned if it was going to get any heavier. Later on, the breeze got awfully cool (fall has definitely arrived) and I was glad both that we’d brought a blanket and that I’d found a spiffy insulated picnic cloth that the Ks gave us a while back.
The amusing part of the evening was the awful cranky lady seated behind us, who kept up a running commentary (before the concert and during the intermission) critiquing the very idea of an outdoor concert in September, how nice it would have been had she thought to bring a picnic suppert, the body forms of the folks who had done such a thing, and the relative strengths (few) and weaknesses (many) of the musical talent. It wasn’t altogether clear why she was there, and she and her silent hubby bailed before the encore. Her loss, our gain.
Again, a very fun time. And a nice way to spend the evening with Margie.
(And, again, many thanks to Jackie, who made both this evening and Friday evening possible.)
“Margie made a wonderful pair of pasties “
I didn’t think it was that kind of concert…;D
Any comment I could make here would probably be inappropriate — but … heh.