Photos and Review by Noah Hines.
“I’m home.” Those were the only words Cal Scruby could make out as he walked onto a familiar stage in his hometown of Cincinnati. It was clear Cal was overwhelmed with emotion as the Bogart’s crowd of friends and family, old and new, roared over his return. The cheer was so intense, almost as loud as the hype music that Cal’s DJ, Tron, spun right before his entrance. I was lucky enough to take a step back from it all and see how surreal that moment must have been for Cal, for Tron, for Cal’s friends and family. Scruby entered to a scene reminiscent of a candle lit vigil, but instead of a time a grief, this was a celebration. Instead of candles, the beads of light came from cell phones.
Although Cal didn’t hide his emotion from his hometown crowd, he also didn’t let down his blazing confidence. In no time, he entered his set just like he always does. Scruby’s set flowed seamlessly from song to song, from mood to mood, almost mirroring his flow as an artist. Scruby showed his talent as a lyricist, and as a performer. He was able to thoroughly entertain his audience with his silky flow. Cal added his personal touch to the show with never before performed songs, as well as back stories that he “never tells”, making this a unique performance that nobody has ever seen from Cal, and may not ever again.
Towards the end of his set, Cal became visibly softened as he wrapped everything together. Once again, he let his emotions and humility show. He took in his surroundings. He thanked his Cincinnati family, his Riveting Entertainment family, and his true family and friends. For most of the night, Cal Scruby sported a jacket that read “SQUAD” in Nike’s block letter font. Well, Mr. Scruby, your squad showed up, and you showed up for your squad. Bravo.