The ironically named “Tit Man” was in town this week and put on a concert that rocked my world. My posse and I ventured back to the Sala Apolo, ready for what we hoped would be the concert event of the season. Rufus was there waiting, ready to please.

Things started off on the side of sedation when the opening act fought for the audience’s attention with all of the stage presence of a retarded mollusk. In between songs, the one woman act (who we later discovered was one of Rufus’ backup singers) sounded like she was either drunk or stupid (or maybe both). We stood strong in anticipation of the main attraction.

Rufus took the stage with his 7-piece band and (dare I say it again?) rocked my world. Sure, he’s got an amazing voice and his songs are beautifully written and orchestrated, but if you ever get the chance to see him live in concert, he’s such a cheeky little bugger! While he’s singing, he’ll simply place his hands on his hips, flash a cheeky grin, and shoot someone a sideways glance and he suddenly looks like the cat who ate the canary. He comes off as an outgoing introvert who’s got a lot of confidence for being so shy.

High points of the concert? I’d have to say that I especially enjoyed Vibrate, Little Sister, Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk, The Art Teacher, and Grey Gardens. And then, to top it all off, there was the encore…

Without warning, Rufus and the entire band stripped down to their bare essentials and then added some choice accessories to their attire. They played a couple songs like this before they all changed into Wicked Witch costumes. Then, after another couple songs, they all melted. As a final encore, they all came back in white bathrobes and finished in style. Definitely one of the best concerts I’ve been to in a long time!