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Pan Flutes! Dreads! Baby Onesies!: Blue Turtle Seduction at the Annex, 4/23

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Blue Turtle Seduction opened with a reggae-infused gypsy psychedelic number that everyone more or less ignored except for a single dread-headed female. This was the same woman who, upon Sound Check's entrance, attempted to sell us one of three options: a Blue Turtle Seduction thong, bootie shorts or a baby onsie. When did the band T-shirt disappear from the menu? What about some goods for the guys?


All attempts to photograph the Lake Tahoe band were later interrupted by vicious whipping of the aforementioned dreads by the aforementioned hippie chick. After two or three numbers, it seemed as if there might not be a much of a turn out with it being Wednesday night and all. As is often the case on Greenwood Avenue, once Silver Moon's musical offerings wrapped up, the migration occurred, and the Annex dance floor quickly filled up. The down right reggae hoedown was on. Once or twice there was a real honky-tonk line dance formation; this was naturally taken over, howver, by the free-spirited, flailing hippie-type dancing.

At first, the clashing genres seemed too much for our ears, but things eventually smoothed out. Suddenly, it had occurred to Sound Check that we were the only ones in the crowd who didn't know the words. This seemed definitive proof of a die-hard following, seeing as how the lyrics were inaudible half the time. Harmonica and guitar solos surprisingly complimented each other, who knew?

The show proved a constant jam band flow of fiddle breakdowns, gypsy breakdowns, gypsy into reggae and then back to hoedown style fiddle playing, finished off with an awesome pan flute solo. The pan flute solo hasn't been seen since Anchorman or maybe The Pied Piper, but it worked and the crowd was hypnotized by the novelty.

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