Tristan in Theatrical Make-up

I explained yesterday I was exhausted by the time I got home Saturday night and that’s why I didn’t put up much of a post. But I didn’t say why.

Those of you who are kind enough (or foolish enough) to spend your precious time visiting this site regularly may remember a post I did a few weeks ago called “Tristan & Remy.”

In that post I described encountering these two very talented musicians on the Downtown Mall. On that occasion they invited me to see them play at a local club—“Durty Nellie’s” here in Charlottesville—yesterday—so Joanie & I went.

Before going to the club we spent several hours on the Downtown Mall where I got some interesting images there which I’ll share in the near future.

The club (or bar if you prefer) is what was described in on-line reviews as a “Classic college dive” (in the nicest sense of the phrase) and—while it has been a VERY long time since this writer/photographer hung out in any dives—I’d be inclined to agree.

Tristan and Remy turned out to be a four piece band called “The Rock & Roll Cannibals.” In addition to Tristan & Remy there was a young man on (what I assume was) rhythm guitar and a drummer. I must apologize for not knowing the second guitarist’s name—the drummer’s name is Morgan Maherrin (not sure about the last name).

I guess it’s much more common than it used to be but girl drummers are still not real common. The most famous girl drummer is of course Karen Carpenter—more recently are Roxy Pertucci of Vixen and Sheila E.

The Cannibals had another, less experienced band open for them last night. My mother used to say “If you can’t say something nice don’t say anything” so I don’t have much to say but I would offer this advice to this group—“louder does not mean better guys.”

The Cannibals got cranking about 11:10—by that time there were, I guess, 40 or 45 people in the pub—everyone seemed to have a good time.

When I listened to the guys on the mall a few weeks ago they were doing Elvis and Johnny Cash and Tristan affected a James Dean sort of style—so that’s what I thought they’d be doing this evening.


I didn’t recognize any of the songs Tristan sang and played—it was rock—but a much more high energy, frenetic school of rock than I was used to (sorry guys but I grew up with The Beatles. I know—Dinosaur stuff).

Tristan came out wearing Halloween make up a bit reminiscent of Heath Ledger’s “Joker.” Morgan was also made up in a similar vein—her appearance brought to mind a bloodied Lilly Muenster only much cuter than Lilly ever was—even with the blood.

Despite not knowing the music they played, the band’s musicianship and professionalism was amazing and—while it wasn’t of a variety that I was expecting—their showmanship was of the highest caliber.

I’ll be sharing pictures of the band over the next few days–I’ve got some beautiful images of Morgan ready to go. This one of Tristan is one of my favorites and illustrates his very mature and solidly professional performing style. I shot 300 to 350 frames during the first 5 or 6 songs and we didn’t get home until about 12:45. Between being out much later than we usually are and spending pretty much the whole day on the move we were wiped out by the time we got home. Time (old age) takes its toll on a body. I used to work with a psychiatrist quite a bit older than me who was fond of saying, “Old age is not for sissies.”

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