My claim that Kansas City is a music black hole, it seems, is growing stronger by the month.
I’ve received a flood of concert announcements in my inbox lately, with several coming from my all-time favorite artists and bands.
Toad the Wet Sprocket is touring with Counting Crows.
Ingrid Michaelson is promoting a new album.
Fleetwood Mac is reuniting – with Christine McVie!
Nickel Creek is reuniting – after a seven-year hiatus!
Do any of those announcements include a stop in Kansas City or any place in its proximity?
Nope. Nada. Zilch.
If we were still living in Chicagoland? I’d be set.
Seriously. What is it about Kansas City?
For now, I'll take solace in the good chance I'll return to Summerfest -- the coolest and best music festival in the world -- this summer. Ray LaMontagne, Pentatonix, Fitz & the Tantrums, Foy Vance, Tegan & Sara, and -- if I'm really lucky -- Dave Matthews Band. For the record, Bruno Mars would be at the top of my must-see list, but that will be near impossible because I'm committed to something else the night after he makes his Milwaukee stop.
Behold ...
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