Joshua Radin, who specializes in music to slit your wrist by, couldn't compete with the subway bass of Pretty Ricky
Through a twist of really poor planning, the House of Blues last night featured a duel between booty-licious base and soulful sob songs.
Somehow, the venue managed to schedule R&B fave Pretty Ricky
—at the same time as Joshua Radin
—the whispering, folk-pop crooner whose songs make you want to slit your wrists.
This made for an interesting evening. The two concerts were next door to each other in the Euclid Avenue building, and the walls are not very thick. Often, as Radin launched into another morose, cello-laden lullaby, he would be competing with a thundering base that, he noted, sounded like a subway reverberating through the walls.
There were jokes about the ambulances waiting outside for the teeny-boppers, while his fans — the vintage sweatshirt and nerdy glasses set — showed little interest in even swaying to the music.
When the two concerts finished around 11 p.m., the hipsters had to wade through a lobby swarming with lip-glossed mobs waiting for their parents to pick them up. Add to this the ice and snow piles barricading the already construction-clogged street, and it made for a unique spring concert experience. Maybe next time the House of Blues will let Radin open for Metallica. — Lisa Rab