Last Friday night I witnessed an amazing night of live music at the Chesterfield. A great rockin' blues band from Lincoln, Nebraska, the Kris Lager Band, was putting an a killer show. Kris is a smoking guitar player and his keyboard player, Jeremiah, is one of the best you'll see. And his rhythm section lays down a solid beat that pulls the whole thing together. They started the second set with a couple of their originals and then the magic hit. Kris welcomed a very special guest to the stage, Mato Nanji. Mato is the founder and front man of the band Indigenous. Indigenous is a platinum recording band that tours to legions of fans worldwide! These five friends proceeded to put on a hell of a show. Mato and Kris did a little dueling while Jeremiah threw in some mean licks on the B2. I've seen Indigenous several times, but Mato has never appeared more comfortable. The guys laughed and danced around stage, obviously having a great time. It was a wonderful moment!

I've written before about the magic of music. It can change a moment in time forever. We all have a tune that brings back memories when we hear it. There are songs that I hear and literally relive a moment. The sights, the smells everything about that little piece of my life. Music is a powerful thing.

That being said, it amazes me that some people will deny themselves the possible chance of a lifetime for only a few bucks. I saw people Friday night walk away from the Chesterfield because it was $3 to get in. THREE DOLLARS! If they only knew what they missed. The Kris Lager Band is worth more than that, let alone hearing Mato Nanji play with them. What sad lives these people must lead. If you don't have $3 to pay for a cover charge, why would you have left the house to begin with? And if it's the "principal of the thing", you better reevaluate your worth.