Stefon Harris

You really are not ready for Stefon Harris. I wasn't ready. I saw Stefon and his band Blackout a few weeks ago at a 12:30am show and I was blown away. Before then, I didn't even know who dude was. I was trying to plan my weekend, calling my friends to what they were doing and everyone was heading to see Stefon. My peeps from Philly even came to NYC, so I figured Stefon must be official. So, I walk into the show and it was just straight fire. They were cooking! Crazy off kilter, but soulful cord changes, ambitious solos. Who knew Jazz vibes could sound so insane? Folks was jumping up and down like they had to pee 'n stuff. Thigh slappin, foot stomping. This guy behind me was damn near crying. I have never seen a crowd in such ecstasy. I was like, I hope dude got his album for sale at this show cause I'm going to holla. This is why you have to see live jazz, it's electric. Couple that with the energy from the audience, these shows are often once in a life time experiences, and if its not recorded, gone forever. So, after the show, there were albums for sale but they sold out like in 15 minutes. It was like a riot. I didn't even get to get my album. But I picked it up a few days later. Bad thing is that my CD ROM is acting up, so I didn't get a chance to put it on my Ipod. So, the moral of the story is to check out Stefon Harris, capice?! Gotta run...