Due to some bad weather and good fortune, I managed to catch the band Feather while vacationing on the North Carolina coast. It was quite possibly the most perfect setting for seeing a group like this - at the end of a pier, about an hour before sunset, the weather was great, and there were leathery beach people as far as the eye could see (and let it be known that Carolina Beach probably has the best collection of “human handbags” in the state). The only place better would be inside of Leland Sklar’s cocaine-drenched mustache, but that’s less an actual location and more a state of mind. One might ask: why is this prestigious, award-winning website writing up a cover band? I suppose the biggest reason is one of my best friends (Brian Weeks of Summer Set, De La Noche, and touring guitarist for the Rosebuds and Howard Ivans) is the lead guitarist. Another would be because I love soft rock, and these guys are a damn good time with a nice set list of classic jams (I could personally use less America, but I’m probably in the minority on that one). It was also my almost three-year-old daughter’s first show ever, and she was mesmerized…and likely confused on what the hell “Uncle Brian” was doing. Finally, it’s not every day you get to hear Gerry Rafferty’s “Baker Street” while seagulls squawk incessantly along with the guest saxophonist. It was damn near a perfect night.