My plan for the night was to go grab a quick dinner with my friend Niki and then head to the show alone. Somehow, I convinced her that she wanted to go to the show so our night quickly turned into grab dinner and a couple of drinks and then the two of us would Uber down to the show. Simple enough… right? Well, Niki met me at my place and as we were walking down to dinner, we bumped into our friend Chandra. So Niki, Chandra, and I forged ahead, got dinner and one too many margaritas and then walked back to my apartment to meet up with my friend Jessica who was now going to the show with us. So Niki, Chandra, Jessica and I Ubered down to the 7th Street Entry for the show. At some point, I had texted a friend of mine asking what he was up to and invited him to meet us at the show. After just a couple of sips of my drink, Jeff and Pete showed up to join in on the festivities. So Niki, Chandra, Jessica, Jeff, Pete and I said all of our greetings to each other and then, with drinks in our hands and smiles on our faces, we were ready for the show. I couldn’t help but laugh. The plan was to go to this random show alone and just have a chill evening… funny how quickly things change.

Local group Astral Samara was the first to take the stage. To say these guys were weird and eccentric would be an understatement but it left me intrigued. Their sound was almost like a bunch of soundscapes that had all been mashed together to form one cohesive song. At times, it felt like a jumbled mess and I couldn’t quite figure it out but there were other times when everything seemed to come together perfectly. The music felt spacey, almost like white noise at times but it had energy to it. I still can’t figure out if I loved or hated these guys but I think it’s safe to say that they have me intrigued and wanting to see them again if only to try and figure them out.

Michigander from (you guessed it) Michigan was up next and instantly had me sold with their clean yet fun indie-pop songs. Jason, the singer, had an unimaginable level of passion and emotion as he sang through the band’s set. All of the members seemed to share that passion and it made for a spectacular show to watch and even feel. Their music was catchy but not too catchy as to feel generic. Majority of the set was upbeat and, even when Jason asked the crowd to settle down so he could sing one of the band’s slower songs, there was still that sense of energy that had me hooked from the very first note they played. Michigander came off as real people with real problems and a real passion and that right there made for a really great set.

I thought that Michigander had stolen the show. I mean, how could you top that feeling of passion? But then Flint Eastwood took the stage and to say I was blown away would be an understatement.

I had never heard of Jax Anderson, AKA Flint Eastwood, before the show last night. It was honestly one of those shows that was on the list for the other blog I work for and, with a night off and Lucinda Williams being my other option for the night, I figured I’d try something new. Also, let’s be honest, if you saw a band name of Flint Eastwood wouldn’t you be a little intrigued? I had read a little bit about the band but it honestly didn’t quite sound like something I’d be interested in. I apologized to my friends that had joined in for the night because I didn’t know what to expect. Jeff and Pete are definitely metal heads and I was worried that they would be heading towards the door within minutes, if not seconds. Within the first couple of notes of Flint Eastwood’s set, I looked at my mis-matched group of friends and every single one of them had put their drinks down and had their jaws on the ground.

Jax’s beauty and power radiated off of the stage. She had a sense of power that was more than enough to make you stop dead in your tracks. It seemed like the entirety of the modest crowd had been shocked with her first couple of notes but quickly warmed up and started dancing around to the upbeat music. Flint Eastwood’s music was had undertones of indie-pop that were wrapped up in a bow of EDM beats. It was upbeat and dancey while still having an undeniable sense of conviction and passion. It was truly unlike anything I had ever heard before.

Although there were three band members on stage, Jax effortlessly commanded the crowd’s attention and all eyes seemed to be on her throughout their set. She had this sense of beauty (both inside and out) about her without her even trying. She wasn’t wearing anything skimpy or flashy. Honestly, she looked like she had just stepped out of an Amish community with a black dress, black pants, and a red, very wide rimmed hat on with her long strawberry blonde braided pigtails falling over her shoulders but her beauty was apparent as soon as she started singing. I don’t think there was a single minute during her set where she didn’t have a giant smile on her face that was mirrored by the audience members. The smile that seemed to be a permanent fixture on her face was one of the most genuine smiles I have ever seen and same could be said for the smiles on the audience member’s faces.

Towards the end of the set, Jax addressed the crowd with a speech that truly hit me right in the heart. She told the crowd to “exist in the moment” and talked about living for your passion.  It was one of those speeches that I have heard no less than a million and twelve times but, for some reason, it hit me harder last night than it had in the past. It was easy to see that she truly meant what she was saying. Hell, you could feel what she was saying and everything about the moment was beautiful.

As the show ended and Jax left the stage, I noticed my metal head friend Jeff was the first one to pull her aside and thank her for her music, passion, and beauty. That right there should say everything you need to know about how truly amazing and inspirational she was throughout the night. Even though I go to a show almost every night and have met more musicians that I can count, I rarely get a picture with them but something was different about last night. My friends and I gathered around Jax for a picture and after the picture was taken, she made it a point to ask us our names and thank us for coming. There was nothing fake about that moment. She commented on Niki’s hair color saying how amazing it was and I got the typical, “What a unique name!” comment. She looked at us dead in the eyes as she shook our hands and thanked us. It sound stupid, dumb, little, whatever but, in that moment it meant absolutely everything.

I thought I was going to a random show alone last night. I wasn’t too stoked on it but was thinking it would be an early night and I could get caught up on some work and sleep. Instead, it ended up being a night spent with five of my best friends watching the best show I’ve seen yet this year.

Last night was beyond perfect.

Line Up:

Astral Samara


Flint Eastwood

Venue: 7th Street Entry

Sausage Fest Meter- 4 out of 10

Average Age of the Crowd- 28

Crowd Surfers- 0

Stage Divers-0

Broken Bones- 0


Pukers- 0

Passed Out People – 0

Celebrity Sightings- None

Overall Score-12 out of 10

Show on Deck-  American Football