Date:Saturday, May 01, 1976
Venue:Day on the green # 2
Location:Oakland, California, United States
UFO
Gary Wright
Fleetwood Mac
Peter Frampton
I was somewhere down front there. By far the largest crowd I've ever been in. I've told so many people about this experience. My friends and I were some of the first there.
The coliseum is vast and man did it fill up.
Big. Everything was and is still big. The music. The time machine.
someone surprised me with tickets to see maxwell, jazmine sullivan and october london on saturday
kicking off their tour
packed house for a good show
october london sounds very much like marvin gaye
We went to see Built to Spill last night. They were good, did their 2nd LP all the way through, then picked up a few of the hits from other albums during the encore. Originally booked in the "ballroom" of the venue in Billings, they downsized to the "taproom," because it was a Sunday night show and the state fair ended Saturday so anyway it didn't sell well. The taproom holds about 300 people and I think they were probably about 200.
Not announced but played anyway: Floating Witch's Head. As they introduced themselves: "We're Floating Witch's Head. Also from Boise."
Listening to this album here, it's a lot heavier than I thought it would be. I got a little bit of a Violent Femmes feel from the live set. Overall these guys were a highlight because they were so unexpected. But Built to Spill came with the cello so they're still the best band from Boise.
Visiting my buddies in Austin, asked if I wanted to catch Dave Alvin and his band. Sure.
We all loved it. It was their next to last show before the band broke up to go back to their other jobs (Camper van Beethoven, etc), and they were digging being in Austin at a great venue.
Highlight was the encore and Highway 61, which Iâd seen him and his brother do at Hardly Strictly Bluegrass a few years before the Rona.
Here they are earlier this year at HSB doing a Dead song, which they did at our show too.
Saw Southern Culture on the Skids in town last night - their holiday/homecoming gig I guess. Excellent show - they had a 9-piece brass band open for them, then the brass players came on stage with them for the last few SCOTS numbers. My wife got called up on stage to help throw the fried chicken to the audience during "8-Piece Box". Great fun, as always.
Saw Southern Culture on the Skids in town last night - their holiday/homecoming gig I guess. Excellent show - they had a 9-piece brass band open for them, then the brass players came on stage with them for the last few SCOTS numbers. My wife got called up on stage to help throw the fried chicken to the audience during "8-Piece Box". Great fun, as always.
Saw Southern Culture on the Skids in town last night - their holiday/homecoming gig I guess. Excellent show - they had a 9-piece brass band open for them, then the brass players came on stage with them for the last few SCOTS numbers. My wife got called up on stage to help throw the fried chicken to the audience during "8-Piece Box". Great fun, as always.
a few weeks ago saw hall and oates on opening night of their mini tour
was good but the vocals weren't loud enough
my girl loved it
Caught them in Berkeley a few months ago. Clearly the Hall show, and he picked on Oates more than once. Still, great musicianship and a whole lotta great tunes. Plenty from Abandoned Luncheonette, my favorite album of theirs.
I imagine the convo before the tour:
"Daryl, I need money. Let's tour." "OK, John, but I'm more talented, so I get most of the take." "You think people are gonna go to a 'Hall' show like they would an H&O show? You need me. Fifty-fifty." "Well, OK."
86-year-old Burt was clearly enjoying himself. Playing piano throughout and conducting the SF Symphony, he was sharp and engaged - telling jokes frequently and cracking himself up. I was in the front, center, and watching his hands - he wasn't just pounding out chords, but playing complex portions and flourishing frequently. Sadly, he had a tremor when he'd reach for his water, but it didn't seem to affect the playing or conducting.
After inviting us to all sing along ("You all know the words") to Raindrops Keep Falling, he actually started playing the notoriously impossible "Promises, Promises" on the piano and started laughing.
Here's an example, from a show in September. My favorite and his is the existential sadness of Alfie. And this is just one medley from the many he did. Such a genius.
86-year-old Burt was clearly enjoying himself. Playing piano throughout and conducting the SF Symphony, he was sharp and engaged - telling jokes frequently and cracking himself up. I was in the front, center, and watching his hands - he wasn't just pounding out chords, but playing complex portions and flourishing frequently. Sadly, he had a tremor when he'd reach for his water, but it didn't seem to affect the playing or conducting.
After inviting us to all sing along ("You all know the words") to Raindrops Keep Falling, he actually started playing the notoriously impossible "Promises, Promises" on the piano and started laughing.
Here's an example, from a show in September. My favorite and his is the existential sadness of Alfie. And this is just one medley from the many he did. Such a genius.
Concert reviews are not my strength, (give me a minute and I might remember just what my strength is) but I have to say that while many may have had their fill of David Gray back when the songs of White Ladder were being played (overplayed?) on the radio, his shows are not to be missed. He lives in the moment and never disappoints. He knows how to connect with the audience and treats them to an incredible ride. His songwriting skills are impressive, his delivery impeccable. His band is a perfect fit. Highly recommended.
Last night at the Edgefield was no exception. I left feeling like I had just witnessed one of the very best at his craft. I am grateful to have had the experience.
This is another concert, but the same thing happened at the Michael Franti show last night when he played Sound of Sunshine. Not just one or two beach balls - a whole boatload!
Just got back from seeing Trombone Shorty and Orleans Avenue. Our neighbor gave me the tickets this afternoon because they couldn't make it. I knew of them, but I expected more straight ahead New Orleans jazz. This was heavy, crunchy, funk jazz! Wow! What a tight band! See them when they come around.
They were on Conan last night - man, they sh*t n' git...lotta fun!
Just got back from seeing Trombone Shorty and Orleans Avenue. Our neighbor gave me the tickets this afternoon because they couldn't make it. I knew of them, but I expected more straight ahead New Orleans jazz. This was heavy, crunchy, funk jazz! Wow! What a tight band! See them when they come around.
