For weeks now, even since we were in the car dodging state troopers in Virginia, I have been hearing of Amazing Larry. It was hard to piece everything together, not having been on BLSF campus two years ago, so I assumed Amazing Larry was some crazy older dude in a Hawaiian shirt (a sort of Santa Fe Bingo Gazingo).
Today I found out that Amazing Larry is not just a dude. Amazing Larry is actually the name of a band, an earnest/ironic sometime acoustic, sometime trio of hipsters who cover Bon Jovi and Journey and do the occasional original tune about Molly Ringwald.
We saw them at Evangelo’s, a dive on the corner of the plaza made famous by the proprietor’s father—the subject of a WWII photo that became a stamp. It’s an iconic image you’d recognize if you saw it, and according to yelp.com, Nick, who tends bar in a Panama hat, persistent cigarette hanging from his lips, tells the story to anyone who even thinks about asking.
So after getting turned around by a series of one-way streets (Corinne: Oh, just turn down one of these; we’ll find it.) and taking 20 minutes to parallel park on a curve, we finally paid our $5 cover—only to find the bar filled with enough people to count on one hand and a lone bald man doing Beatles covers. We headed to the dingy basement, where at least Outkast’s greatest hits were playing (videos too). Eventually, Corinne beckoned us upstairs and I was introduced to the legend that is Amazing Larry. Most entertaining (even more entertaining than their AC/DC finale) were the lead singer’s parents sitting in a corner, swaddled in sweatshirts and slowly sipping red wine.
Right now there’s talk of having them over to the house. “Larry” (Andy) gave us his card, so we’ll see…
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