Grace Potter slithers gracefully out of the shadows onto the stage and into the light with her arms outstretched as she appears in front of us as some sort of Rock n Roll Goddess. Her band The Nocturnals take position around her. Sheâs flashing that iconic grin of hers and the opening riff of âHot to the Touchâ begins with the lyrics, âForgive me if Iâm not myself tonightâŠâ
But she was totally herself …Â In the way that makes you question your sexuality. Gay? Sheâll turn you straight. Straight? Sheâll turn you gay. And for all she cares, life is about love and love who you want. And Gracie loves ALL OF US that night for 18 songs.
Sheâs now greeting us as weâre admiring her inside this House of Blues. She says, âIâm gonna take you to the ‘House of Blues’â and the groovy tune âNever Go Backâ starts and sheâs dancing all over the stage. She makes jokes about how many parents may have shown up for a rock and roll show on a Sunday night and left their kids at home instead of going to Disney. But, wouldnât you? Disney is always here, Grace Potter isnât. Before âAh Maryâ kicks off she says, âLetâs go to church!â When the solo hits I think to myself, âHereâs a religion I can get on board with and Iâll worship at the Rock Altar in the House of Blues every Sunday if you give me sweet bluesy goodness like this.â
âOh Mary, Mary, Mary. America.â
I notice her B3 is center stage and I wonder when sheâs going to give us what sheâs got with that, and just like that, the next song she does. She replaces her Flying V for an acoustic and swings it across her back to play some chords on âEmpty Heartâ which just brings me back to being a kid and listening to my dad wail on his Hammond B3. Thanks, Dad, thatâs obviously why I am here now!
They play the songs âYour Girl,” âRunaway,” âApologies,” and âLowâ and Grace is crazy energetic– jumping around, swinging her hair and laying on the stage gyrating before going into a backbend and other yogi-like positions. She laughs at herself and claims sheâs practicing some of her old gymnastics moves. You go girl.
Halfway through the set becomes my favorite part of the night. A carnival sounding tune begins and the band starts singing, âNa na na na na na na na na na.â All at once itâs fun, sexy, and I realize Grace reminds me of Sandy from Grease if Sandy took those spandex pants on the road with a rock and roll band after that school carnival ended. The song morphs into Jefferson Airplaneâs âSomebody to Loveâ and sheâs on the edge of the stage. The lights go dark and there are these red lights flashing so fast it turns her into this unreal looking hologram.
âYour mind is so full of red.â It was as if Potter turned into Slick and we were watching the past. She mentions that Orlando is the #1 matchmaking city in the country and âSomebody to Loveâ transforms into The Doors âHello, I Love You.â She advises us to âGo up to that stranger and say, âHellooooooo, I love youuuuu.'” If that doesnât suit us, or if thatâs too bold, she says wait to get the timing right and go up to someone and say, âAre you lonely? I am the loneliest soul.â She belts the lyrics to the last chorus and they finish the song, but not until she murders a solo on her B3.
Grace shares a funny story about how we think we wanna look cool like these people in coffee shops wearing sunglasses on a Sunday, but really theyâre just hungover and trying to make it work. She said theyâre really just listening to âSunday Musicâ and trying to make it through the day. She asks if weâre ready for some more Sunday music and if we will pray with her for one more Sunday song. The tune is âNothing but the Water,â and it is just Grace and one (of her two) drummers.
According to her, Sunday service was officially over and she was ready to keep rocking our faces off. They play âGimme Shelterâ by the Rolling Stones and she nails the vocal.
They finish the set with âThe Lion, The Beast, The Beatâ and leave the stage. Iâm left staring at this hanging backdrop full of stars, anticipating hearing âStarsâ during their encore. She comes out alone on the stage, washed in purple light, and what sounds like âStarsâ becomes the melody for âWhen Doves Cryâ by Prince. She plays only the first verse and chorus, and that is the end of her Prince tribute. It was perfect. She didnât need to say anything.
After âStarsâ they play âDivideâ and go straight into this percussion breakdown/solo where everyone in the band has neon colored drumsticks, picking something to pound around both drum kits. Grace takes her position in front of the kick drum and as sheâs playing it from the outside it begins changing colors with the beat. The band are all wearing purple or space-themed shirts that show planets, stars, and galaxies.
They end the night with âParis (Ooh La La).â As Grace Potter and The Nocturnals are taking their bow with the quilted curtains are closing on them, I see her mouthing the words, âThank you. Unforgettable.”
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Grace Potter Live Review by Jenn Ross.
Concert Photos by Matthew Wright.
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