Church of the Rock

I went to church tonight.

(I can hear the gasps from here).

No, not in the traditional sense, of course. However, if you count a night of awe-inspiring, soul-reaching entertainment in the mix of all that's Holy, well, yeah I did.

Matt Andersen returned to the Indian River Festival for another year, and his performance ended the season with a proverbial bang. Every time I see this man play I'm more and more enamoured. He charmed us with some favourites, encouraging the crowd to sing along and harmonize, and he wowed us with a few new songs from his upcoming album. After touring a lot of the western part of the country, he's now finally back on the East Coast and we look forward to catching a few more shows on his rounds. You could call us groupies. We're ok with that.

In all seriousness, go.see.this.man.play. You'll not regret it. In fact, you'll chastize yourself for not listening to me earlier!

Technically *whistle, whistle*, cameras weren't allowed during the performance. Chris scored some front row seats so I couldn't resist the urge to snap a few shots with my little point 'n shoot:
And the token 'after concert' pics. Matt is always so good to stay back after the performance to chat and sign an autograph. Humble, personable, and genuine... a true delight.
Thank you once more for an excellent night out, Matt!! You truly do ROCK! :)