What is Dead is still Dead, there is no denying that. Looking out upon the Almost Dead, you can’t help to think to yourself how alive this room feels, and what a blessing it is to break up the monotony.

The Motet made us feel as though we were in a perpetual video game as the main character, in a cutscene that takes place in a boogie-down nightclub where the floor is an ever-changing conveyor of rainbows.

Maddie Kerr and her band ‘Mercury’ find a way to transport me back to the mid 2000s, one of the happiest times of my life, even with these unplugged versions of their grungy hits.

A chilly late night in Washington is warmed by Sunshine from the Sahara Cowboy himself, Arc De Soleil and his gooey jams.

All it took was a few strums and plucks for the magic to take over. Suddenly we’re transported from the regal Hamilton Live to the back porch of a mountain lodge, where Sam Grisman Project ensures what troubles us, are bound to lose.

As Jimmy, Brian, Joey, Jeremy and Sam took the stage, the mid-sized crowd roared well beyond its size. Dogs in a Pile have performed at The Vortex a few times in recent years, and many in the crowd were clearly repeat attendees. Got sent to the “Dog Pound,” so-to-speak.

I like my music the way I like my eggs, jammy.
Bruce Hornsby and the Noisemakers served that up in the best way possible, with help from (likely) experts in both eggs and jamming, Eggy.