Friday night and Saturday night are committed to the Green Parrot. There’s just no point going anywhere else if you want to hear exceptional music. This weekend we had Miss Mia Borders from New Orleans, she writes her own music she sings like an angel, a somewhat naughty angel with a booming powerful voice that can scale extraordinary heights. Almost best of all, she has a sense of humor. This lady arrives twice a year and she packs the house effortlessly. She writes her own tunes, but does also covers. She is the real thing.
She did tantalize us all with a suggestion of buying herself a trailer on Stock Island and painting it bright red and we can all only hope it’s true.
Towards the end of one particular song (link below) Mia opened up that voice, something like a choir of powerful audio magic. The crowd was already clapping but she went on and on like a sonic boom from heaven. It was one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever heard.
Please check her out http://youtu.be/rdhoChGz1jo
http://youtu.be/rdhoChGz1jo
Even though of course by two in the morning after dancing for four hours I don’t really look like a viable member of the press, barely of humanity itself, but I had to go thank her. Of course I got my foot tangled in some strap attached to her shiny red guitar that was leaning against the stage, and she had to kneel down and unwind me, I apologized and explained, lamely, “This is my life!”
Despite the new dance floor in some places it was so sticky with beer my flip-flops were glued to the floor and I was dancing with bare feet. One particular bouncer, (they all wear tee shirts that read ‘Dance Instructor’), did his utmost to respond to the wobbly beer spilling drunks, and out he came with his mop and bucket, and because Mia Borders is so extraordinary he was mopping to the rhythm of the music.
Yeah, she’s that good!
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