Frank Solivan at the Red Line Tap Presented by 312
The Red Line Tap
7006 N. Glenwood
Chicago, Il 60626
773 274-5463 or 773 465 8005
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Friday, July 12 at 8 pm
Frank Solivan & Dirty Kitchen
With Special Guests
Dime Store String Band
10.00 Adv / 12.00 Night Of Show
At the highest levels of acoustic musicianship exists a mystery the mystery of tone, taste and timing It can best be illustrated by giving a good musician a good instrument and asking him to briefly strum, pick, bow, whatever is required to produce the best sound. Then, by way of comparison, hand that very same instrument to a GREAT musician and ask for the same.
It is a phenomenon that manifests itself every time that Frank Solivan picks up a mandolin, guitar or violin. What you see may be the same pick or bow, on the same strings, on the same fretboard that the good player demonstrated, but the sound Ah there's the difference!
In Frank's hands, these instruments take on a life of their own. You hear power. You hear volume. You hear crispness, clarity, timing and taste. All combined with passion and drive. A physicist might slow it down to analyze the strum against string but he wouldn't find the answer. For that, you have to know Frank Solivan, a man who has a powerful life force that's as raw, natural and pure as the place he spend much of his youth, Alaska. Frank is a hunter, a fisherman, a gourmet chef, a beautiful singer, a poet and songwriter of tasteful ballads and of blazing instrumentals. A man of sturdy build who is known to holler out out a powerful, "Son!" whether it be in response to a hot solo, or some hot sauce he concocted in kitchen. It's as if all these things for him are an affirmation of life. An awareness that all five senses are humming along on overdrive. That life is short and all these gifts are not to be wasted.
Those who are privileged enough to be around it, are richer for it. Musicians, especially, in his presence step up their game, but I suppose you could say the same about gourmands, or fishermen. People sense that life force around Frank and they want a piece of it.
The physicist curious about the mysteries of tone, timing and taste would do well to spend some time around Frank. He would find no definition, no explanation of how it happens but he would see it right there. And you should, too.
The Red Line Tap (View)
7006 N Glenwood
Chicago, IL 60626
|Minimum Age: 21|
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|Wheelchair Accessible: No|