Scott Lucas and the Married Men 06/15/12
Metro Gallery – Baltimore, MD
Words/Photos by SluggerA
It’s a rarity that I write a concert review. Not because I don’t want to but because of time constraints. In fact, it’s almost 1 in the morning, but I HAVE to write this review now while my ears are still ringing and I still got the music flowing through my body.
Tonight, I saw Scott Lucas and the Married Men at the Metro Gallery in Baltimore, Maryland. They also did a show two nights ago in DC and I had planned on going to that one as well, but, well, life has been hectic. There was no way I was going to miss tonight’s show. This was actually the second time I have seen The Married Men live. I realize that a Scott Lucas And The Married Men review was just posted yesterday by Jay Porks and you can read his review to find out the set and the band memeber’s names and all that happy shit. I always like to put a personal spin on my reviews.
Speaking of which, thanks to Jay Porks for emailing with me while I was sitting and waiting.
To bring this full circle let me let you in on my personal world. For the past two weeks, I have been watching my dad fight cancer. Watching one of your parents go through radiation and chemo is NOT fun; I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy. That already has my mind all fucked up, but hell, lets throw some depression in there as well. This week, my therapist told me that if I don’t find a way to drag myself out of the depression, she’s going to bring up medication (and she KNOWS I REFUSE to take meds of that sort) and start making me do push-ups…lol.
This evening, before I left for the show, I got into a fight with my parent’s other daughter and I was already in a bad mood because I couldn’t find anyone to go to the show with me. Fuck it, I went anyway.
I’ve never been to this venue before and I walked in to see….well, nobody, really. No one but the band members. Now I felt REALLY awkward. It was a small place and I’m sure I stuck out like a sore thumb since I was maybe one of 3 chics in there. I sat down in a comfy leather couch and felt like the biggest idiot. Actually, I felt like I had just crashed a private party. This is when I started emailing with Jay and he was trying to get me to go talk to Scott, who was sitting at the bar with the Married Men. I just couldn’t do it. I am not one to get “star struck.” He is a person, just like me. I never did make it over to the bar until after the openers started.
The Dig were the openers and they were a good opener for Scott Lucas and the Married Men and worth checking out! They started playing and I got a message from a co-worker, Arleen that she was going to come hang out, which was kind of odd because her and I have never hung out outside of work. I finally head over to the bar and ask the bar tender to make me something good and I’m right next to Scott himself. It was at this time that he said something to me but it was loud. I think he said, “thanks for coming out.” I gave him a little nod as it was too loud to have a conversation.
Finally Arleen showed up and a few minutes later, the Married Men started. Alreen had never heard one lick of them and she instantly fell in love with them! Yes!! A new fan!!
Something happens when a band like this starts playing. You forget all the bullshit that is going on in your life; well, at least I do. They are such a tight band, but if you are looking for a Local H sound alike, you will NOT find it here. The best way I can describe their sound is, well, orgasmic…an orgasim for your ears. And yes, they gave my ears many, many, many orgasims. If you’ve never heard them, do yourself a favor and check them out, right NOW!
What I found really sad was that there was maybe 20 people there tonight. I can’t believe that people miss something so amazing that is happening right in their back yard…fuckin’ fools!
After the show, I quickly snagged the set list from the stage and then we went over to the merch table. I had to get me a t-shirt and Arleen wanted to buy a CD. She didn’t know which one to get. I told her to get both. Scott even cut her some sort of deal but as he was taking them out of the box he said, “You know what, you can have them for free.” We both thought he was kidding around, but sure as shit, he gave them to her, free of charge!!! She was a brand new fan and it was a smooth move on Scott’s part to give her the cd’s for free. It made her love them even more!
I, however, paid for my shirt. Even if he offered to let me have it for free, I still would have paid. Dude’s have to make their money! We chatted about how little people were there and I made the comment that it sucks that more people didn’t come out. I told him, for me, I enjoy it being so empty and intimate but it’s not good for the band. That’s when Scott said, it was totally fine with them. They are grateful for the fans that do come out!!
Poor Arleen, you would have thought she was meeting the president or something…lol…it made me happy to know that I turned someone on to some good music. Areelen had to have a picture with him, so as I was getting ready to snap the picture, he apologized for stinking…lol…he made the comment during the set that his clothes were still wet from the show the night before. Arleen told him it was fine and I said that it was okay, that he just smells like rock n’ roll. He said that he smells worse than rock n’ roll. Lol…
I’m sure I’ve said it before in one of my Local H reviews, but Scott has always struck something inside me…and no, not THAT spot…lol…not to sound totally psychotic here, but it always seems like he gets inside my head and knows my thoughts and my feelings and then puts them into songs. I’ve always felt that connection with him through all of his Local H songs. Now that I’ve gotten older (I turn 34 in a few months…ugh), I feel like his Married Men project is his more “mature” project, just as I am more mature and trying to find my spot in life.
I bring this up because I decided to get my picture taken with Scott as well, and I asked him if I could wear his hat for the picture. His response was, “yes, I was actually just going to suggest that.” I rest my case.
That was one sweaty hat and I’m contemplating never washing my hair again…juuuust kidding…lol…
I walked out of that venue on a “high” that was much needed. I think when I see my therapist again, I’m going to suggest to her that instead of trying to put people on meds for depression, to put them on Scott Lucas and the Married Men. If you have a soul, they will touch it!