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| chevysales |
i have an excuse as i only read dolphins page and front page daily.
from a post by the linkmeister himself (dk) on undercover i read today.
http://www.sun-sentinel.com/features/lifestyle/sfl-stonescolmar26,0,5879185.story?page=1
Stones bridge gap of generations
By Howard Goodman
South Florida Sun-Sentinel
Posted March 26 2006
Keith Richards picked up an acoustic guitar. Played that familiar Middle Eastern-like intro.
Then Charlie Watts beat his tom-tom: dumm dumm dumm dum-dum, dumm dumm dumm dum-dum.
My son Ben sprang out of his seat, his fist high.
"Yes!!!"
It was Paint It Black, a song way up in the pantheon of his very favorites, and we were hearing it live, just the way it sounded decades back, hearing it from the guys who wrote it and put it on tape and therefore into radios and stereos and the deep-memory places of our brains.
And I felt an irrational wave of fatherly happiness and -- is this allowed when speaking about the Rolling Stones? -- satisfaction.
This was Sunday night two weeks ago, and we were at the BankAtlantic Center in Sunrise, sitting toward the back of the arena in $200 seats to see the Rolling Stones. A father and teenage son on a splurge to see the living legends.
Legends I first saw 40 years ago.
Turn the time machine way back to 1966. Paint It Black was a radio hit. I was 17 and I thought rock 'n' roll, not yet the universal musical idiom, was pretty dumb.
I looked down on Elvis Presley and Beatlemania. My tastes ran to folk and Broadway musicals.
The dirty, loud excitement of the Stones changed all that.
Now Ben, on the day before his 16th birthday, was seeing the group that turned me into a rock 'n' roll fan those many years ago. A fairly obsessed, record-collecting, concert-going, radio-listening, lyric-perusing, music-press-reading, mad-dancing fan.
Unlike me at his age, Ben is a serious rock music devotee. He's already collected memories of greats in concert: Paul McCartney, Eric Clapton, Bob Dylan, Jethro Tull. He loves old quirky bands like the Velvet Underground, and new gutbucket bands he counts as personal discoveries: the Black Keys, the Hentchmen, the 22-20s.
This makes me unreasonably proud.
It feels good when your kid likes the same music you do. And to see that he understands why it mattered to you so much.
You expect that your kids will be hip to what's current: video games, cell phones, the Internet, Family Guy.
Yet you really treasure it when they appreciate the old: Casablanca, West Side Story, All the President's Men. James Bond. The Chicago Cubs.
Fathers used to pass on survival skills to their sons: how to hunt or fish, or build a house. In our tamer modern world, a father is more likely to pass on sensibility and attitude and taste.
So when my friend Michael the Attorney said we should surprise our boys with Stones tickets, he spoke to my sense of parental responsibility.
"Once in their life, they have to see the Rolling Stones," he said.
Just as, at least once in your life, you have to see Mount Rushmore.
The Stones weren't monuments when I saw them 40 years ago, on their fifth U.S. tour. The gatekeepers of culture were pretty sure that what they did wasn't even music.
They sneered. They were kind of ugly. Mick Jagger seemed like a gangly grad student trying look sexy and not totally succeeding, banging a tambourine and dancing and braying.
"I see a red door and I want it to turn black ..."
The music was raw and dark and insistent. And giving in to the band and the crowd in Chicago's vast Arie Crown Theater, from a $7 seat in the last row, was way more fun than anything I'd ever been part of.
The '60s took their dark turn before I saw the Stones again, in 1969 in Madison Square Garden. I was a college radical and the Stones were the dangerous figures of Street Fighting Man and Sympathy for the Devil, sorcerers who captured the zeitgeist of an America whose ghetto streets were burning, whose gunships were dropping napalm in Southeast Asia, whose idealistic leaders were assassinated.
No band was ever more urgent.
When I saw them next, in 1981 in Detroit, rock wasn't counterculture any more. And I wasn't, either.
Their show was a extravaganza of art direction and set design and celebrity worship. It was great theater, a good time. But the Stones were no longer central.
I didn't expect them to tell us what the era was about. They weren't breaking boundaries. They couldn't threaten the establishment. Kings of the concert business, they were the establishment.
Twenty-five years have passed since then, when they already were fighting against being a nostalgia act.
I kept my expectations low for this 2006 show. I was just hoping the aging Stones wouldn't creak too much and embarrass us oldsters.
I shouldn't have worried. In Sunrise they performed with more power and energy and high spirits than ought to be human.
"It's insane," Ben said as the Stones took their bows and left the stage. "They're like, the ideal of rock 'n' roll."
And then we were part of the exiting crowd that was singing "Woo, woo!" -- the background part in Sympathy for the Devil -- as we slowly filed out of the arena, a happy mass numbering thousands, young and old, who didn't want the good time to end.
Howard Goodman is a columnist in Palm Beach County. He can be reached at 561-243-6638 or [email protected].
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| Break The Spell |
What a great article, I can relate. Last time I saw the band, it was with three different generations, as I saw the show with my mom, who grew up with the band, and my little cousin who is only 11, the same age I was when I first saw the Stones. Good music is timeless. |
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| jb |
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| Joey |
http://www.calendarlive.com/music/cl-et-fagen29mar29,0,3458182.story?coll=cl-music
Donald Fagen's solo act takes an obscure twist at Wiltern LG
" The first song in Donald Fagen's show on Monday at the Wiltern LG was a pretty good clue that this first solo tour by the Steely Dan principal would be neither a greatest-hits joyride nor an infomercial for his new solo album, "Morph the Cat," the ostensible reason for Fagen's tour.
It was "Here at the Western World," a Steely Dan B-side from 1976 whose obscurity set the tone for the evening's emphasis on less-obvious selections and whose blend of sensuality and desperation reminded everyone why the body of work Fagen and Walter Becker cooked up during the '70s is held in such high esteem.
With his own band and without Becker, Fagen still turned in what was essentially a modified Steely Dan set. The big-combo instrumentation was the same, the show included lots of Steely Dan songs, and Fagen's own music is often distinguishable from Dan material only at the deepest, genetic levels.
The band aimed for the musical precision and transcendence associated with Steely Dan's complex but catchy, jazz-informed rock, and a couple of uncharacteristic rough spots were more than compensated for by the searing, soaring soloing by guitarists Jon Herington and Wayne Krantz. Fagen, crouching over his piano with a reptilian scowl, fit his familiar nasal twang into the mix with feeling and finesse.
This meticulous musician isn't one to do things lightly, but as the 90-plus-minute concert progressed, the song choices became more puzzling. It's nice to hear such relatively ignored Steely Dan songs as "Home at Last" and "Third World Man" given a new airing, but with the inclusion of the languid "Black Cow," Fagen's 1982 slow-burn solo ballad "Maxine" and a version of jazz man Jack Teagarden's "Mis'ry and the Blues," the pace nearly ground to a halt.
It can be tiresome to hear fans recite their preferred set lists, but the spark and spirit in the room during the driving "Black Friday" and a stomping "Pretzel Logic" should inspire Fagen to factor in the component of musical energy when picking his tunes.
That could lead him to such equally worthy but more viscerally exciting Steely Dan songs as, say, "Kid Charlemagne," "Deacon Blues" and "Bodhisattva," to recite one preferred set-list segment.
And there were only two songs from Fagen's "Morph the Cat," which came out last week. It might not be his strongest work, but it's his newest work, and its concerns both introspective (mortality) and social (the homeland security era) have a currency that could give a welcome new context to his wealth of old masterpieces. "
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| Break The Spell |
Hey Joey, have you heard Morph The Cat yet?? The only Fagen solo album I have is The Nightfly, really like that one. |
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| chevysales |
quote:
Break The Spell wrote:
What a great article, I can relate. Last time I saw the band, it was with three different generations, as I saw the show with my mom, who grew up with the band, and my little cousin who is only 11, the same age I was when I first saw the Stones. Good music is timeless.
since 75 i alwasy went with my wife... last few tours solo.
this tour took my daughters to 3 shows and one was absolutely hooked... can't get enough. and keeps taking my cd's too.
she was blown away with hartford being an outdoor show and after we lucked on to the vip passes for jan 20th msg indoor show that was all it took. |
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| Break The Spell |
quote:
chevysales wrote:
since 75 i alwasy went with my wife... last few tours solo.
this tour took my daughters to 3 shows and one was absolutely hooked... can't get enough. and keeps taking my cd's too.
she was blown away with hartford being an outdoor show and after we lucked on to the vip passes for jan 20th msg indoor show that was all it took.
I know what its like to always have cd's being taken, so I just started burning them for people, I do mp3 discs with like 7 hours of music on them. I've also made many of my own glorified "Hot Rocks With Rarities" compialtions to get people into the band. |
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| Joey |
quote:
Break The Spell wrote:
Hey Joey, have you heard Morph The Cat yet?? The only Fagen solo album I have is The Nightfly, really like that one.
Break The Spell .......
" Nightfly " remains his best solo work .
I listened a few times to ' Morph ' and it is very good but ANYTHING Fagen ( a Jew ) releases is fine with me.
www.DonaldFagen.com
www.WalterBecker.com
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| Jumping Jack |
"It can be tiresome to hear fans recite their preferred set lists"
Amen to that, LOL! |
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| jb |
quote:
Jumping Jack wrote:
"It can be tiresome to hear fans recite their preferred set lists"
Amen to that, LOL!
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| pdog |
quote:
jb wrote:
Demütigen
Schlechter Verlierer |
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| HardKnoxDurtySox |
quote:
pdog wrote:
Schlechter Verlierer
!!!
"Pitt Victory Song"
(Jagger/Richards/Ditka)
Fight on for dear old Pittsburgh
And for the glory of the game
Show our worthy foe that the Panther's on the go
Pitt must win today! Rah! Rah! Rah!
Cheer loyal sons of Pittsburgh
Cheer on to victory and fame
For the Blue and Gold shall conquer as of old
So fight, Pitt, fight!
Da da da da da-da Fight, Pitt, fight!
Da da da da da-da Fight, Pitt, fight!
V-I-C-T-O-R-Y!
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HardKnoxDurtySox wrote:
!!!
"Pitt Victory Song"
(Jagger/Richards/Ditka)
Fight on for dear old Pittsburgh
And for the glory of the game
Show our worthy foe that the Panther's on the go
Pitt must win today! Rah! Rah! Rah!
Cheer loyal sons of Pittsburgh
Cheer on to victory and fame
For the Blue and Gold shall conquer as of old
So fight, Pitt, fight!
Da da da da da-da Fight, Pitt, fight!
Da da da da da-da Fight, Pitt, fight!
V-I-C-T-O-R-Y!
Funny !!!!!!
Gooooooood Postin' !!!! |
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