After two acoustic acts, Franki Lee took the stage and performed a set that could only be described as blistering. They rained down funk grooves and larger than life prog riffs in a heat storm of energy. An unbelievably solid rhythm section provided a foundation that Stacy K soared over with vocal acrobatics. The guitar work of Trent Baarspul was nothing short of intimidating. He sent licks into the stratosphere, while bassist Beau Jeffrey held down infectious bass lines.
In between fiery renditions of originals, cans of PBR were cracked, brandy was sipped, and jokes were told. The members of the audience weren't the only ones having fun...
The live versions of their material proved to be much more ambitious than on the album. The chords were booming and the melodic lines, dizzying. The band had a power that made a small DIY space feel like something greater. They went on a ride that spanned multiple decades of musical influence, and the crowd was lucky enough to be on it. Simply put, Franki Lee was unstoppable. If you didn't dance, you should check to see if you still have a pulse.
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