
Last Saturday, February 4th, at Deva Café in Modesto, marked not an Airplane’s inaugural show as a three-piece. And it was awesome.
I’ve seen not an Airplane play lots of shows, at lots of different venues, and Saturday’s show was the leanest and meanest they’ve sounded. Comprised of Nick Shattell playing the electric guitar (and sometimes the acoustic one, but it was the electric one that got me juiced), Jared Neilson on the upright bass (and sometimes the electric one, which was also juicy) and Chris Haupt on the drums (and also the mandolin, go figure), not an Airplane’s live show rocked and rolled in ways I didn’t totally know they were capable of. Well. Lie. I knew they were capable of it, because they’re all badass musicians. But I didn’t necessarily expect it. And that’s one of my favorite things about this band. The way in which the unexpected slips into their songs so seamlessly and fluidly that you don’t even grasp its unexpectedness until you realize you’ve gone from tapping your toe in time to a twangy bluegrass jam to throwing your head up and down, hair flying, “rocking out” in the purest way. While purity may not be a notion generally (or ever) mentioned in connection with rock ‘n’ roll, it fits here. Because what Nick Shattell and not an Airplane do is rock. As you watch them play, you know that they’re loving it, and you know that you love it, and you know that everyone else around you watching and listening is loving it. It’s pure rock ‘n’ roll, and it ain’t boring. I am excited as hell for them to really come into their own as a three piece, and if you aren’t excited as hell too, then we are not friends.
If you missed the show, check out their website, notanairplane.com for tour dates and go to one. And pick up their latest release, “It Could Just Be This Place”, if you haven’t already.
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