After a few heady brews at the Continental Club, I settled in to catch That 1 Guy’s set. I hadn’t heard many of his songs at this point, yet the tune “This will be my last one tonight,” seemed vaguely familiar. As That 1 Guy jammed and sweated on his impressive and weird-ass looking instrument with a fury equal to that of a bassist at a hoedown in space, I realized there would be no encore. Sometimes in order to review a show, you have to actually see it.*
But I digress. The breakfast crew had a chance to catch That 1 Guy, better known to his friends, cohorts, and comped audience members as Mike Silverman.
T1G has an impressive background in classical bass, and it shows not only in his musical stylings, both on the record and live shows, but in how he creates the foundation of his in your face, dancy, um cacophonies? Over some beers and a bevy of groupies, the crew got some nuggets of musicality.