Cyndi McCoy: No, Motorhome does not have a motorhome
A Face in the Crowd
Grand County, Colorado
Those up for the ride of their lives better pick out their biggest rockin’ belt buckle and mosey on up bow-legged in those Sorrel boots to the Winter Park Pub tonight. Motorhome is in town.
Although almost exclusively an avid supporter of the variety of local talent in Grand County, they are an exception for me. This is the band my sister and I went to Crested Butte to see. We’ve also caught a couple of their shows down in the big city (Denver) and I don’t go there unless I must. When I stock up at PetSmart, the clerk always guesses I have about a dozen more animals than I do.
What’s great is that we’ve had a good amount of time to get to know these guys and their music. They helped me appreciate country music more than I had before and their spin into alternative country got me rarin’ and tearin’ to get back into the genre’s saddle.
Although everyone agrees they should, they don’t have a motorhome. If they had $5 for every time someone asked them if they did, they probably would have one.
These guys are a hoot (-enanny, y’all), especially the lead singers ” both named Matt. From their repertoire off their first album, one can easily guess that there are two songwriters. One of them is optimistic, the other, not so much.
The optimistic one, nicknamed P-Man, sings songs about things getting better. There’s “Always Tomorrow” with him. He’s also one to watch while the quintet kicks it, dramatically moving to the music. The other Matt balances their songs out with raw vocals and a gander at the darker realities. A good example is his “Atom Bomb.”
Darren rocks on the mandolin for the roundup. He keeps promising to bring up his electric mandolin, and I keep begging him for a mando-mix performance with Hunker Down’s Andy Straus.
I call Ben, Motorhome’s bass player, “the quiet one,” and the rest of the members get a kick out of it. Along with being a great conversationalist (after he gets to know you), he is a sight to behold on stage. He’s also known for his humorous T-shirts; the one he wore for the Gunnison show advertised the Carolina Cocks (he’s originally from one of the Carolinas).
Then there is John, amazing drum player. He’s been featured in several regional stories all by himself and has a great sense of humor and rhythm. He can’t make it up for tonight’s show, so it’ll be more of an acoustic performance. But I have not seen these guys put on a bad concert.
When you are out and about, check out what the Sofa Kings are up to). They start a “monthly Monday residence” playing at Freestyles during Kill the Keg Nights. Also, see One Time as they play a three-night gig in Steamboat Springs this weekend (at the Tugboat 1/16-18). Meanwhile, call Joe McDonald if you think you’d be interested in doing a reading for a tribute to author Studs Terkel ((970) 531-6853).
Food for thought: “It’s the hillbilly rock, beat it with a drum. Playin’ them guitars like shootin’ from a gun. Keepin’ up the rhythm, steady as a clock. Doin’ a little thing called the hillbilly rock.” – Marty Stuart.
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