Isn’t that weird? We thought we were done with concerts for the season, but the Lord had other plans. It’s times like these where that “Footprints” prayer suddenly makes perfect sense.

Philip DeGruy landed in our proverbial lap – which is kinda wrong, if you know anything about Philip – and left us choice-less. Philip, one of the most astounding guitarists and simultaneously funniest dudes ever, will perform an intimate show – for free – tomorrow, Friday Nov. 11th, at the Henry Miller Library.

So what about Phil?

He’s played here a bunch, and at the expense of sounding, oh, trite, Phil masterfully blends the high and low-elements of the human experience. What do I mean?

Phillip is, by far, one of the most talented guitarists I’ve ever seen. He makes it look so effortless, it makes you want to give up. His playing is fluid, clean, melodic, and, well, really awesome. It’s a nifty hybrid of classic elements and almost proggy-vibes. So that’s cool. I mean, look at him slaying “Strawberry Fields Forever.” It’s crazy!

But at the same time, he sometimes sings these sinister, wickedly funny songs. Inappropriate? Sometimes. In fact, some of the funniest stuff I had ever seen or heard. I was hyper-ventilating from laughter. It’s true: ask Keely!