It was a scene straight out of the Apollo Theater: A full band on stage, vamping a steady groove. Two female backup singers approaching the mic with a singing chant: “Cell-ski… Cell-ski…” And then, walking in from the wings and past the rhythm section, Cellski himself, launching into “It’s On,” the first track from his 1994 album Mr. Predicter.
It was a February night earlier this year at a packed-to-the-gills Brick & Mortar Music Hall in San Francisco, but with the band in the pocket and Cellski on his game — and the crowd in the palm of his hand — the show felt timeless.