Edgy Mama

Saw the glorious Avett Brothers last night at Asheville’s Orange Peel Social Club. They rocked and wailed and exuded sex appeal.

This is the third time I’ve seen these North Carolina boys perform, and the third time, as they say, is the charm. This time, the Avetts headlined to a sold-out crowd and practically everyone there knew their songs. There was an intergalactic energy between the band and the fans–the kind of synergy that makes the small hairs stand up on the back of your neck. The boys drank it up and poured it back as liquid fire.

Ash took this photo of the boys when I was out-of-town and posted it to the bloggie. Way to make me jealous, guy.

For a sampling of their music, check out the Avetts MySpace page.

Don’t you just want to eat them up?
I’ll take credit for turning Ash and a number of others on to the Avetts. I like turning people on. I’ve turned some of you on to Joshilyn Jackson’s novels and to Eliot Perlman. Now if only I could figure out a way to get paid, other than the obvious, for turning folks on.