Austin’s Treasure
Before you schedule anymore downtown Austin plans, look into a concert at the Paramount Theatre.
I wanted to share an outstanding experience that my wife and I had this past weekend.
On Saturday night, we had dinner at Roaring Fork on Congress and then saw Madeline Peyroux at the Paramount, also on Congress.
If you haven’t been to the Roaring Fork, make your reservation now.
We shared the crabcakes, fish tacos, and a burger (yes, we have healthy appetites!!).
The crabcakes were delightfully prepared with just enough breading to not overshadow the moist crab. And the burger was a monster — come ready to eat this one!!
To make things even better, we washed all of it down with our favorite beer — Guinness.
Already a night to remember, yet it was just getting started.
After dinner, we strolled right next door to the Paramount Theatre.
We had never been to the theatre before although we had heard raves reviews from friends.
The theatre did not disappoint.
Richard Julian galloped on stage at around 8pm. His tongue-in-cheek songwriting and adept guitar-playing entertained the audience for about 30 minutes. It never helps to drop a Guero’s reference during your between-song banter!! Kudos to Richard to a great opening act.
Now, for the main event….
Madeline Peyroux. If you’ve never heard Peyroux, she’s jazzy, soulful, musical, and extremely creative. Some people just sing. Madeline uses her voice as a true instrument. Oftentimes powerful, but mostly serene, Peyroux layered the walls of the Paramount and left the audience breathless.
This isn’t a one-lady deal though. The band was outstanding. A organist, drummer, guitarist, and stand-up bass player played like they’ve been around the block more than once. Musical talent. Genius. Don’t miss Madeline Peyroux next time she’s in Austin.
Helpful links:
Madeline Peyroux:
http://www.madeleinepeyroux.com/flash_content/main.html
Paramount Theatre:
http://www.austintheatre.org/site/PageServer?pagename=paramounttheatre
Roaring Fork Austin:
http://www.roaringforkaustin.com/
Until next time,
Dan Naden