I was never – really – a Keb’ Mo’ (b. Kevin Moore). But around the time of this show he was making a dent, his clean sound, the blues-for-MTV sound of polish – I’d detest it now I reckon, but back then it was okay, never great, but okay. And live he had something – a charm, a charisma. I mean, I was only there to review the show – one of the early gig-reviews for me, still very much finding my feet there, even though I hit the ground running somewhat…
This show was kinda nice. Nice being the perfect word to describe Keb’ Mo’. His opening act was Paul Ubana Jones – I was already a big fan of Paul’s playing at this point, had seen him a bunch of times. So I was kinda into it – at the time – to see him bring Paul out on stage during the main set. That showed some level of class. They’d just met and here was the headliner tipping the hat.
I later heard it was a little bit of a case of being all for show – Mr Mo’ liked to look the nice guy. That charm was a type of grease. It so often is eh.
Stubs is an occasional feature here at Off The Tracks – looking back through the ticket-stub box and remembering how the show went down.