As Cameo hit the stage, there was non-stop screaming. One of the women near me screeched hysterically “He has the codpiece!”—the codpiece being a red, plastic cup covering lead singer Larry Blackman’s crotch over the pants, a classic part of the Cameo “look.”
The concert felt very ‘80s. Cameo took you back with their sound, un-compromised by “what sells” in this day and age. During songs, the group, led by Blackmon, would sometimes huddle in by the drum kit and do a simple, synchronized dance, which included foot shuffling-type moves, similar to their ‘80s peers Morris Day and the Time.
There were exact points where you could feel that the audience was moved. One felt the passion as the drummer ripped his kit with a killer, one-man solo. Another moment mixed the funk revelry of the ‘70s as the lead guitarist, decked in a silver mask and a fishnet top, soloed through his talk box-connected, sinning-rim guitar, confirming my rock and roll suspicions.
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