By Diarra Davis
Al Smith’s Jam Session has been a consistent fixture for more than eight years at Apache.
This event is a standing room only, homie. The show starts at nine and you may not find a seat if you stroll in at ten. Here, you can find a blend of many musicians who has graced the Apache stage combined to create a profound force of sound, and this is where they get down.
Double drum sets, twice the guitars, and the bass, hey, a few of those too. And all perform together at the same time; I know I have never seen anything like it. It’s like an instrumental royal rumble. Hip cats tagging in and out, taking their turns at the helm of hotness. For this evening, there is no poetry, no rap, and no tracks; nothing but straight singing, for the band backdrop is not for rapper banter.
As always, the café provides the platform for song stylists to share. And the seats are filled, so, hit the sign in sheet and bring your vocals for the locals. It is undeniably live on this night. Folks seem to fight for space on the floor. All night long the crowd continues to flow in the door.
Corey is the host of Al’s Jam Session, as usual. He can be viewed in the midst of the instrumental assault crafting live art at an easel. Each performer is given about four minutes and a few seconds with a DJ on board to instruct when to wrap it up. Not only that, but if the fans aren’t feeling it, a flick of the wrist will facilitate a replacement.
Once a performer and band get on the same page, great things happen. This weekly event is the epitome of a Jam Session. Instrumentalists from all over the city fall through to share this night of improvisational prowess. Al Smith’s Jam Session can be summarized as a Wednesday night, where the beautiful and the talented come to socialize, be surprised, and also challenge each other in the arena of expression.
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