Tonight Randall and I went to catch Toronto ’s native sons known as Brass Transit; the WORLD’S
GREATEST Chicago
tribute band. This is the second Chicago tribute band that we have seen the other being
Beginnings; the ULTIMATE Chicago
tribute band (Rock Log 120411). The
question is, World’s Greatest versus Ultimate, who wins?
Brass Transit was an incredibly tight
group of musicians that nailed every note perfectly and I mean perfectly. Their front man was superb, having vocals
that were seamlessly woven into every song.
The key to any tribute band is nailing the focal point. Brass Transit did that as their horns were
out of the world. Twice during the show
the three piece horn section roamed throughout the crowd, climbed on tables and counters, and danced with the fans. In sum, they were magnificent.
Now the bad part. Brass Transit enjoys playing the love songs
of Chicago; too
many in fact. Chicago has some driving rock-jazz fusion
songs. I do not need to hear Hard Habit
to Break ever again. Randall and I
caught a break in that the Steelers-Giants were on the television next to us,
so when the deluge of musica de amor came we masculinely diverted our eyes to
the gridiron. Also, the band had a drum
solo after only three songs. Again,
nobody likes a drum solo from anyone whose last name is not Peart, Lee or
Scheckel.
Where does this leave us? Brass Transit is clearly the world’s greatest
Chicago tribute band. I would say that
Beginnings had a better set list. But if
I could only go to one, it would be Brass Transit with that engaging horn
section. Well done hosers.
Vick
PS: Not even one remotely attractive
woman was at the show, but there was Squatch.