I don't think it's an exaggeration to say that Reignwolf was the filthiest thing in New Orleans Friday night.
Local (to New Orleans) blues rock band Baby Bee opened for them, and I almost feel sorry for the drum and guitar brother duo now. They played some fine Charlie Musselwhite/Chuck Berry inspired tunes while a local fanbase cheered them on through a decent effort of about 45 minutes worth of original material. It's in these moments, though, that one gains greater appreciation for the musical life of a city like Seattle, where on any given night the music is a cut above the rest. I cheered Baby Bee on, but secretly hoped Reingwolf would come out and burn House of Blues New Orleans to the ground.
It was by complete coincidence that I ran into frontman Jordan Cook and the rest of his trio during their load-out just a couple of hours before the show. A short conversation later, kismet acknowledged, he handed me two tickets to his show for which I’m now eternally grateful. The band spoke a bit about their new material and they seemed as shocked as I was that they had just spent the day recording at Ani DiFranco's house. Cook proceeded to let me know he’s played his guitars so hard in the last year that the heads just plain fell off of two of them in the last month. He then showed me a positively ancient Guild semi-hollow body he’d just borrowed from Ani’s husband, whose only request was that he not damage the head. We both laughed anxiously at that one.