My cousin and I went to Bearly's last night for a show by Theresa Malenfant. The blues is not usually my thing, but wow, can she sing. (My cousin, who is a singer himself, really enjoyed her. Except he kept giggling because she sort of looks like his mother, and the mental image of his mum drinking beer and singing the blues definitely tickled him.)

She sang a bunch of old standards and some of her own takes on non-blues tunes. She also did "Me and Bobby McGee," which means I have still never heard a bad version of that song.

Plus, we arrived early and the matinee (4:00-8:30) was just finishing, so we caught a couple of bluegrass tunes from a young woman and an older guy accompanying themselves on fiddle and guitar. I'd see them again, too, in a heartbeat.

And the ribs were great again. So it was a win all around.

My brother, my cousin, his cousin, and a couple of their friends went out to a local bar called Bearly's last night and invited me along. It's one of those places I see in The Coast (local free paper) and think, "I should check that place out sometime," but never have. (I should check it out mostly because because Garrett Mason plays there regularly and people who know these things tell me I have to check out Garrett Mason, but I digress. Actually he's there tonight and tomorrow, but I'm already booked.)

Anyway, last night was blues, sorta, with one Andrew Gillis on harmonica and vocals, accompanied by a guitarist and a drummer. My cousin knows more about music than I do and he noted that they kept trying to fold jazz or something into their blues material, with mixed success. He liked their straight blues, though. I wasn't feeling it especially but maybe I was tired.

However, we also had ribs, and those were fabulous. Definitely worth going back for those.

Perhaps next week, when the music will be provided by Theresa Malenfant.