Anderson East + Andrew Combs
There's something magical and incredible about live music, especially in small venues where you're right up close to the stage, seeing every move of every muscle in every person on stage. It's an unforgettable experience, every time. Recently, Anderson East came to my favorite Richmond venue, The Broadberry. Andrew Combs opened for him, and I fell even more in love with them both. Their songs had popped up on Spotify playlists I listen to, so I knew who they were, but a $10 ticket on a free evening sold me on seeing them live more than any existing obsession.
Now, though? I can't stop listening to them both.
He was the opener of the show I saw, and he impressed me with his clear Nashville influences, rich and soulful and guitar-driven with a whole lot of heartfelt emotion. His voice is better in person (sometimes the total opposite was true, so I was pleasantly surprised) and I wish he would release a live album so I can listen nonstop. His music is more mellow, but his stories and melodies will haunt you.
He brings a totally new blend of music to the stage-- Americana mixed with rock and roll, but bluesy at times with a trumpet and saxophone on stage, yet still country with folk undertones too. It's infectious. Everyone was dancing (the bourbon might have helped with that...) and grooving and loving it. Even when he stood on stage with just an acoustic guitar to sing a ballad or two, I was blown away at his raw talent and powerhouse vocals. And when the whole band busted out a wildly fun new version of Mariah Carey's "Always Be My Baby?" SWOON.