The Detroit Cobras
The Detroit Cobras are a rock band that plays vintage cover
songs.They play real instruments (no Pro Tools or MIDI bullshit). They have
written only one original song that I know of (Hot Dog). They are the cool
chicks you knew in high school that you could smoke,drink,and screw around with.
And they have great taste in music.They can drink you and me under the table
(Dorothy Parker style) and demand a drag off your smoke when you're down there.
And they rock balls on stage.
Yeah. That kind of hard ass chick.
Playing vintage 50's and 60's R and B tunes in this day and
age is ballsy. For anybody. For two women (and some dudes) to be doing it for
nearly 20 years is unheard of.
For my money,Rachel Nagy's singing pipes always buried Amy
Winehouse's pipes. Except Rachel didn't die at age 27 a broken junkie. She's
belting out true R and B classics with guitarist Mary and some dudes to this
day. Thank the heavens.
I promised a cool Cobras story in last week's Krude
Experience. So here it is:
The Detroit Cobras booked a gig on a Rocks Off (look 'em up)
boat cruise that travels around Manhattan's East and Hudson rivers at midnight
a couple of years ago. Good deal. I'm there. I decided to ask a couple of
friends I have from Switzerland if they wanted to go. And my on and off again blonde
gf. Everybody down to party on a boat with the Cobras. Yes! Yes! Yes!
Boat takes off from 23rd st and FDR in NYC. An opening band
played first. Then the Cobras. Before the Cobras took the stage,my blonde gf
informs me that "the singer from the Cobras is getting dressed in the
ladies room. She seems a bit wasted". Sounds good to me. Cobras take the
stage. Boat is rocking. Literally. The waves on the river were causing the boat
rock. The band plays their collective tits and balls off. Rachel is pounding
beers throughout the whole set. My Swiss friends are having a blast. Everybody
dancing to the tunes. Shit,that was a fun show.
Show ends when the boat starts to dock. Crowd starts to
leave. My group is hanging back finishing our drinks. I see Rachel from the
Cobras still hanging around the stage. So I tell my Swiss friends to say hi to
her and tell her how far you came to see her perform. They walk over to Rachel
and start chatting. After a minute,i look back over at them only to see Rachel
start to lose her balance (cuz of the drunken spins) and crash to the floor.
Right in front of my friends. I managed to catch a pic of this. Then we all
leave to the streets of NYC.
Rock n' Fucking Roll.
So before you spend a day's wages on a ticket to see the
likes of Dave Matthews,Kenny Chesney,Foo Fighters etc.. this summer,check out
the Detroit Cobras when they come to a dive bar near you. Tell them Kapn Krude
sent you (like they know who I am). Share your bottle of Thunderbird with them.
Let them have a hit of your joint. They're real people. Thank the heavens
again.
Stay cool this summer
KK
@kapn_krude
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