| Hey Y'All,
Been a while and thought I would check in. I traded emails with Sean and saw he had a set of ducats in row O for the Allman Brothers show at DTE Energy Music Theatre. This is just a fancy name for Pine Knob, which first opened in 1972. It was the biggest amphitheatre at the time it opened. I asked Sam if he was interested and he said "go for it". We bought the tickets and decided to meet up there, north of the Motor City. I had worked a 15 hour day at one of my new accounts, Bowling Green State University, the night before. We had our first event, a high school football game. Well, they scheduled a 2nd event, the very next day, another high school football game. This was due to the flooding from heavy rains in the area. I am sure you all saw the national news where Findlay was flooded. My boss was not thrilled at first that I was leaving before the game. I did work all day getting the concession stands ready. We decided yo buy the tickets over the previous weekend as I had no events on Friday night. We received word of the game that Monday, just after we purchased the tickets. The weather in the area was still nasty, with thunder storms predicted.
I left BG, picked up some spicy chicken from Hunan, across the street from the stadium, and headed up 75 North. Short of Detroit I hit the construction but still got through Detroit easily. That would all change as I hit solid traffic. I could see the black clouds only miles ahead, and sure enough, I was entrenched in a thunderstorm where you could hardly see in front of you. Five miles an hour for about 45 minutes. Got off the exit and found my way into the lot. Not very many cars, but I decided to park away from the gate, I still remember sitting in the closer lot and listening to the whole first set I recoreded of The Dead show I saw in 2004, because I was trapped due to traffic. That was not going to happen, especially with plans to EAT with Sam afterwards.
I grabbed my gear and ran through a light rain, dropped Sam's ticket at Will Call, and I husselled down to my seat in row O. As I was setting up quickly, I heard "Hey Z-Man". I turned around and there was Adam! He just moved to Lansing to continue his trip towards his PhD @ Michigan State. In 5 minutes, Robert Randolph hit the stage. Hardly anyone inside or on the lawn, what a shame as he is an entertainer!
Robert played for about an hour. I was hoping Warren would come out and grace us with his presence, but it was not in the cards. Some nice harmony on Can't Nobody Love Me Like You Do. Everyone that was there enjoyed the Beverly Hills Cop theme. Jason was sawing the fiddle, Brett, you would have been proud! Robert brought up his mentor Calvin Cook for a tune. Nice to have harmonizing steel guitars. The Voodoo Chile ended the set.
The Brothers took the stage just after 8:20. A very unusual opener in my opinion, Midnight Rider. Well received for the sing-a-long. a long Schoolgirl that Warren handled very nicely. The Wasted words has a bit slower intro than it did in the past. I have always enjoyed Desdamona, and this almost 14 minute version was topnotch. One of my favorite Van Morrison tunes followed, Into the Mystic. There were four young adults with what looked like their Grandmother in front of me. They would not shut up and you could hear them during the mellower songs. Always nice to see No One Left to Run With. The images of Duane and Woody playing along were superb. Berry was also in a few shots. As I saw the acoustic being brought out and Midnight Rider already played, my thoughts were Melissa, and there it was, The jam song for tonight that would feature the bass and drum segment , was the Same Thing. Very nicely done as Warren handled the soulful lyrics. A Jessica closed the 2 hour set, not a totally stellar version, but enjoyable.
We had a nice treat coming for the encore, as the crew set up a slide steel for Robert Randolph. He joined the Brothers for a Lovelight>One Way Out encore! I was surprised to see Oteil handle the vocals instead of Greg for Lovelight. As I broke down I heard another "Hey Z-Man". I turned around and there was Ivan! Next to him was Matt! Happy birthday to Matt Kasle tonight!
Slim did a great job as usual mixing down the sound! One very strange thing I noticed, I think I was the only taper! Can't remember that at an Allman Brothers show with 10,000 plus people in attendance
After breaking down, there was only one thing left to do (bsides smile, smile, smile), and that was to chow down! Sam and I decided on going to Mexican Village in Detroit. We got to Xochimilco at about 12:30 and the place was busy. Good to know they serve until 2:00 a.m. We ordered a Queso Flameado, a flaming cheese appetizer. A superb combination of home made Mexican Sausage Melted cheeses, onions, and peppers. Wow! That could have been my meal and I would have been happy. No stopping now, as I ordered Carne Asada. Man, the lemon marinade kicked ass! I stuffed it down with the rice and ALL the refried beans, I was not going to run out of gas tonight!
Here is how it went down:
The Allman Brothers Band
Aug 24, 2007
DTE Energy Music Theatre
Clarkston, Michigan
Midnight Rider 5:15
Jam> 3:22
Trouble No More> 3:27
Firing Line 7:37
Good Morning Little Schoolgirl 11:25
Wasted Words 9:54
Statesboro Blues 6:10
Desdemona 13:54
Into the Mystic 5:27
No One To Run With 11:39
*Melissa 7:31
Same Thing> 15:33
Bass and Drum Solo> 1:56
Drums> 10:26
Jam> 1:31
Jessica 17:28
Encore:
#Lovelight > 9:05
#One Way Out 6:25
*Greg on Acoustic Guitar, no Derek
#with Robert Randolph
SCHOEPS CCM4V'S>LUNATEC V2>SOUND DEVICES 722
FOB DFC KFC ZFC AARP ROW O
Encore was with Robert Randolph and Oteil on Vocals!
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TODAY'S FEATURED HUMOR:
An old southern Baptist country preacher had a teenage son, and it was getting
time the boy should give some thought to choosing a profession. Like many young
men, the boy didn't really know what he wanted to do, and he didn't seem too
concerned about it. One day, while the boy was away at school, his father
decided to try an experiment. He went into the boy's room and placed on his
study table four objects: A Bible, A silver dollar, A bottle of whisky, A
Playboy magazine "I'll just hide behind the door," the old preacher said to
himself, "and when he comes home from school this afternoon, I'll see which
object he picks up.
If it's the Bible, he's going to be a preacher like me, and what a blessing
that would be!
If he picks up the dollar, he's going to be a businessman, and that would be
okay, too.
But if he picks up the bottle, he's going to be a no-good drunkard, and,
Lord, what a shame that would be!
And worst of all, if he picks up that magazine he's gonna be a skirt-chasin'
bum."
The old man waited anxiously, and soon heard his son's footsteps as he
entered the house whistling and headed for his room. The boy tossed his books
on the bed, and as he turned to leave the room he spotted the objects on the
table. With curiosity in his eye, he walked over to inspect them. Finally, he
picked up the Bible and placed it under his arm. He picked up the silver dollar
and dropped it into his pocket. He uncorked the bottle and took a big drink
while he admired this month's centerfold. "Lord have mercy," the old preacher
muttered in disgust, "he's gonna be a Congressman."
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MORE FEATURED HUMOR:
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ONE MORE, couldn't resist!
EARLY
Three girls all worked in the same office with the same female Boss. Each day, they noticed the boss left work early. One day, the girls decided that, when the boss left, they would leave right behind her. After all, she never called or came back to work, so how would she know they went home early?
The brunette was thrilled to be home early. She did a little gardening, spent playtime with her son, and went to bed early.
The redhead was elated to be able to get in a quick workout at the spa before meeting a dinner date.
The blonde was happy to get home early and surprise her husband, but when she got to her bedroom, she heard a muffled noise from inside. Slowly and quietly, she cracked open the door and was mortified to see her husband in bed with her boss! Gently she closed the door and crept out of her house.
The next day, at their coffee break, the brunette and redhead planned to leave early again, and they asked the blonde if she was going to go with them.
"No way," the blonde exclaimed. "I almost got caught yesterday."
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ON A SAD NOTE:
HILLY KRISTAL, founder of the legendary club CBGB passed away. This was submitted by Patti Smith:
The Good Shepherd
Hilly Kristal opened the doors
of CBGB's to us all in 1974.
All who passed through the portals
experienced, as Arthur Rimbaud would
say, "new scenes, new noise".
He offered us artistic freedom and his
gruff yet unconditional love. We evolved,
we left and went out into the world like
prodigal children. When we returned
he always accepted us with open arms.
Once back in 1974, leaving the club after a
loud, raucous night, I noticed that Hilly had fallen
asleep on a cot. He was covered with a faded blanket
and his feet were sticking out. His mismatched socks
were also holy. Having holes that is. But perhaps holy
as well. I remember thinking he's just one of us.
I never really knew him outside of CBGB'S. But
he was always there. His door was always open. And
when he fell asleep we never had to be quiet.
Hilly Kristal was the good shepherd of a flock
of black sheep. We are forever grateful.
Save The Cheerleader....Save The World!
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CONGRATS TO MY BROS, THE FOX BROTHERS! THE BBQ RESTAURANT IS UP AND RUNNING AND I SHALL BE IN FOR SOME CUE NEXT WEEK!!!!!
I would like to wish everyone a safe and happy holiday weekend! Whether you are seeing Outformation in Charleston, NRPS in San Francisco, Hookahville, Moedown in NY, or enjoying a cookout with family or friends, be safe! Where were you 30 years ago this weekend? I went to Englishtowne, New Jersey with Eli to see the Marshall Tucker Band. NRPS, and the Gratefuk Dead amongst 150,000 folks. What a drive from Rochester to Philly the night before, remember Eli? Breaking down on the Skukill Expressway, after a case of Heinekens, and a stop at the Rongovian Embassy! Still looking for the NRPS recording after all these years. Anyone have it?
Late,
Z-Man
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