As I mentioned in an earlier post, I attended a conference in Orlando mid-March. As a treat [/sarcasm]for the attendees, Hootie and the Blowfish performed as part of the closing night festivities. Having long hopped off the Darius Rucker bandwagon, I was pretty "eh" about going, but my co-workers were really excited (plus it was free), so I went along too.
As I waited for them to play the "one song" I knew, I found to my surprise, that much more Blowfishedness had seeped into my subconscious at some point than I realized. What started as a rhythmic head-nod ended with me full-blown singing along, overhead clapping, the whole nine. It got so good for one chick that she had to be hoisted onto her friend's shoulders like we were in a Guns N Roses video or something -- that seemed a bit much to me, but hey, who am I to judge how Hootie affects you.
I think one of the main reasons I ended up so enjoying myself is because the music took me back to the mid-nineties. Those are my college days, and I loved my college days, so anything reminiscent of them is all good with me. Prior to meeting folks like my roommate & Raquel, I never listened to anything that wasn't on a hiphop or R&B tip. (Although while growing up, my mom watched Hee-Haw, and taught me Linda Ronstadt tunes -- loved me some Blue Bayou, all that pretty much faded when I reached my teens.) After I expanded my tastes, Hootie, Matchbox 20 & Alanis Morrisette were but a few of those "alternative sounds" on heavy rotation.
No rock band concert has ever disappointed me. I've seen Matchbox 20, the Wallflowers, and
one other group I can't remember the name ofThird Eye Blind, and they always sound so great live. I guess live performance is how they got their start, so that's what they're good at.
Get your nostalgia on at hootie.com.