Excerpt from hotness grrrl’s blog:
The Heavies hit the stage around 10pm and did the damn thing. Yo, that N’Dea Davenport knows how to work an audience and make us crazy. She was whirling around, shimmying, and jumping up and down all while cocooned in this black patent leather cat suit outfit that she eventually ripped when bending over for her tambourine. She was fierce and no doubt had to be hot. At first I don’t think the Apollo crowd was ready to get down and jam the way the Heavies are accustomed to, but by the time they did their current single “I Don’t Know Why” everyone was off their feet and literally dancing in the aisles. I didn’t realized how much I missed that beautiful sweaty, funkdafied vibe you get from a really good live band. It is really a moment from an era on its way out the doors and outta NYC. With CB’s closing last week and places like The Cooler, Tramps and Wetlands now but a memory it makes me sad knowing that the time I had last night– feeding off the energy of a high energy funk soul band is something totally foreign to a whole generation of folk. Needless to say, when guitarist Simon Bartholomew handed me his yellow guitar pick as I stood right in front of the stage and said, “here’s something to remember a cool Halloween night at The Apollo,” I was feeling sorta like a groupie, but then I mostly felt nostalgic and inspired.
Posted on November 1, 2006 by D. Bell