In the Olympic battle that wages for the best concert on earth, a clear third place finisher has emerged (I actually may even be convinced to offer him a tie-for-second positioning). I don’t know what you were doing last night, but anyone not at the Brett Dennen concert missed out on one of the best shows I have ever seen (after Teitur and Mat Kearney).Brett is a semi-androgynous, chubby, child-like looking guy with a Beatles’ mop and knock-knees. However, in a world of sameness; acoustic, emo-guitar singer-songwriters, Brett Dennen truly differentiates himself through construction and form, voice and words. The sound that emits from his mouth is lucid, immaculate and mesmerizing; his range is unimaginable. And, I love that the music has a slightly reggae slant with some clear jazz influences as well which just makes his presence and performance fun.
If you have any chance at all, you must run to see this boy before he’s signed and disappears into a sea of adolescent musical lust.
