melancholyThe night, however, was a different story! No rain was going to prevent me from getting downtown to see Morris Day. I caught a bus downtown and got to the venue just in time to catch him starting. From those first, funky notes to the end of the show, it was classic Time. I think my favorite moment of the show was when a guy who must have been 70 wandered through the crowd, just your normal-looking older guy wearing a baseball cap. His cap, however, read "The Time."
Nice mix of people at the show. Intermittent showers meant that I got a bit damp, but also that I made friends with the folks nearby who brought their golf umbrellas.
Very dance-able show with only a small interlude of slow, soulful material. Morris's new guitar player was a stand-out among the musicians. The show, however, was all Morris. And Jerome. But mostly Morris.
