Whitey Morgan (Knitting Factory) – 7/13/18

If you don’t know who Whitey Morgan is, don’t feel bad, I didn’t either – and you should get to know him.

It’s a random Friday night in July and somehow nothing is going on.  My Mariners are playing like dog shit in Denver and when the text from a friend comes in asking if I want to meet up at the Whitey Morgan concert, I figure why the hell not?  A free ticket to go see some music my buddy says is really good is hard to pass up.  Little did I know that the show would be very entertaining and make me wonder how I had never heard of this artist before.

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Unlike the pretty-boy pop nonsense masquerading as country on the airwaves today, this was a return to the “outlaw country” or “hillbilly stomp” that is more my scene.  If I may be lazy – and I can, its my blog- Whitey is pretty much a less talented (but still quite good), poor man’s Chris Stapleton.  And ol’ Whitey’s band (complete with killer pedal steel work) was up to the challenge, sounding like a vintage honky tonk bar band while also showing some classical chops.  Whitey (not his real name, if that wasn’t obvious) can pen a mean tune also, as we were treated to both raucous songs about drinking and debauchery as well as songs that told interesting stories and even gave some life lessons.

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This really was everything you would want a country-rock show to be, and although I showed up four songs in, it didn’t take long to settle into the groove with the very enthusiastic audience.   Oh, and the Valvoline oil drum that held their beers was a nice touch also, as it moved around to the basslines throughout the evening.

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No setlist, as I had no idea who this guy was before I walked in…