As I watch Sidewalk Driver mesmerize a sold out Rock-n-Romp crowd at The Sinclair, I can’t help but wonder how many people are seeing this wonderful gift of a band for the first time and think that the parachute, bedazzling, face projector, confetti and sheer musical joy were concocted just for this event. Is this real? It is, and now my boys have witnessed what was once inaccessible to an audience that is in bed before the first band typically hits the stage. Thank you Rock-n-Romp. Thank you Daykamp Creative for making Sidewalk Driver at Rock-n-Romp a reality. Thank you Sidewalk Driver for being you.
No snowstorm was going to keep me from seeing Sidewalk Driver at Indie Rock Ranger’s Holiday Spectacular. After all, Glamta comes but once a year…
Sidewalk Driver played The Daykamp Poster & Photo Show. I was smiling so much I’m surprised I wasn’t pulling confetti out of my teeth for days. I LOVE THIS BAND.
I saw Sidewalk Driver three times in eight days and all I have are these lousy pictures. And these. Oh, and these. Each show was special in its own way. I had a blast every time. At The Midway they closed out this year’s Crash Safely benefit with a shower of confetti and whatever it was that Tad did with Gene Dante.
Surprise! Special Guest! What kind of celebration would it be without Sidewalk Driver? Probably one with fewer songs about awesome things and less confetti. Who would want that? Not Tough Teddy.
I’m looking around Oberon. It’s been a pretty crazy evening.* Sidewalk Driver is playing and people are dancing and singing along. Oh / you can’t help it / ’cause when you see it / you want to touch it. It’s one of the band’s newer songs. “My Face” is yet to be released, but that doesn’t stop people from getting snagged by its hook. They inevitably join in. That’s how good Sidewalk Driver is. Shut up.
Now, if only they’d put a little effort into their live shows…