Saturday, May 14
The Tim Talbert Project
The Crossroad; 286 Southland. 9 P.M.
Like most of you, I judge a man’s worth* using several criteria. First, how long he can survive, alone and minimally equipped, in the wilderness? Second, how well does he command his automobile? Third, does he know where the pocket is?
What’s the pocket? No, it ain’t those things on the front of your dungarees! It’s where the groove is. It’s the place in time where the backbeat lands for maximum funkifying. It’s the space in our id the bass fills, compelling us to move in ways that would cause our grandmas to blush and turn away, God rest their souls. It’s the connection between the harmony, the melody, the rhythm, and the astral plane. That’s the pocket.