BBQs fridge is empty. Hes at home in Montreal, hacking up smoke from a night of partying while mixing a batch of Kraft macaroni and cheese with all butter -- hes outta milk. Hes also trying to prioritize an alarmingly lengthy to-do list before leaving tomorrow on a 39-gig tour with his tag-team act of detonation: the King Kahn and BBQ Show.
To understand this eccentrically wonderful band, you first have to appreciate the splendor of its components. Imagine two men: One is tall and dark, and wearing a Tina Turner-inspired sequin micro-mini and a fuchsia bob wig; he spins and convulses while shredding through psyched-out, doo-wop-heavy guitar licks, howling like Little Richard during a full moon after freebasing Crystal Light. Thats the King. Behind him lurks a Canadian dressed as a sultan; hes harmonizing while playing a drum set/tambourine combo with his feet and bass with his hands. Thats BBQ. Together they are a rock and roll revival, a much-needed breath of beer-soaked air, and a potential night in police custody -- and theyre coming to Miami tonight. I want everyone to come out and see us and have a fun time and shake their asses and look at us be clowns, says BBQ. But not like how when you were young and youd see a clown at the park and at first youd get excited, but then youd get creeped out because hes more than likely bad news. The show starts at 8:30 at Churchills Pub. Tickets cost a meager eight bucks. Sharing the bill are local heroes the Jacuzzi Boys, the Brad Leo Administration, the Electric Bunnies, Stay Hitt, and the Remnants.
Fri., Nov. 2, 8:30 p.m., 2007