Kevin's Watch

that would either be the uriah heep where they didn't show up or...oh god...molly hatchet. thankfully, due to my one and only experience with actual moonshine, i don't remember anything but the first notes of the first song (sorta). i'm pretty sure i said pass the freakin bottle right then.

(38 special fronted and they were not bad in comparison )

onewyteduck wrote:

So, do you get nauseated when you hear Ted Nugent?

Mostly,unless it's "Journey To the Center of the Mind" by The Amboy Dukes.Onewyteduck?"Minstrel in the Gallery"?

Yes, Minstrel In The Gallery

I do so love that song, and most of the album (Jethro Tull "Menstruations In The Gallery," I am speaking of)



Anyway, I once went to see Molly Hatchett because some of the girlfriend's friends wanted to see, and Molly and her Hatchett never showed. Not that it upset me all that much. The opening band sucked and there were 3 people up front in a nothing crowd doing stage diving. So one guy would jump and the other two would support him. The most depressing thing I ever saw.

We got our money back.

Van Morrison.

The man is so far up his own arse musically that I believe he actually appeared out of his mouth during the set.

Jethro Tull circa 1988 or 1989?

Anyway, I was around 4 or 5 and my mother dragged me. For what reason still is unknown to me. It bored me to tears and I fell asleep, not remembering much but some guy playing the flute with long, blond hair.

I've never listening to Tull since.

That's unfortunate because Tull puts on a good show (or they used to but Ian Anderson's voice is shot). Still in all, at 5 years of age, I can see how you would be bored. And, I don't feel like rock concerts are any place for a young child.

I can't remember a concert I didn't like. So I'll pick two acts where the overall concerts were great.

Some dude named Finnagin, I think a drinking buddy of Stephen Stills that opened for Crosby, Stills and Nash at the Lakewood Amphetheatre in Atlanta around 93. Played irish bar songs on the piano.

Frankie and Knockouts in 1981 at Fox Theatre in Atlanta. They were the middle act. Opening act was a local Atlanta band called Spider that was awesome. The entire time Frankie was playing people were hooting for Spider to come back out. Then April Wine came out and blew everyone away with a great concert.

A couple of decades ago...Jefferson Starship; Grace Slick was drunk and obnoxious on stage...

Cagliostro wrote:I do so love that song, and most of the album (Jethro Tull "Menstruations In The Gallery," I am speaking of)



Anyway, I once went to see Molly Hatchett because some of the girlfriend's friends wanted to see, and Molly and her Hatchett never showed. Not that it upset me all that much. The opening band sucked and there were 3 people up front in a nothing crowd doing stage diving. So one guy would jump and the other two would support him. The most depressing thing I ever saw.

We got our money back.

The Sacred Chao,I used to have the Principia Discordia,then I moved on to The Church of the Subgenius,which was much funnier

Yeah, praise Bob, fer sure! But huh?

Robert Palmer, 1988.

Need I say more?

Well, guess what, I will. Everyone sat in their seats with their polo shirts and sweaters draped around their shoulders. My friend and I tried to stand up to dance, but the security guards made us sit down. It was awful.
It was the lamest, most boring concert I ever attended. I wasn't old enough to drink beer, so couldn't even get drunk to assuage my boredom.

Tom Petty and Timbuk 3 - the concert itself would have been great, but we were at an outdoor amphitheater where the stage sat down in the middle of a big grass bowl like formation. Our "plot" was about 2/3 of the way down the slope and some idiot drunk woman kept falling down the hill into us on her way back and forth to the concessions.

The closest I came to having a bad experience at a concert was at the University of Georgia, in 1977. Dave Mason headlined and Bob Welch opened. It was always first come first seated with people running when the doors opened so you always ended up standing in line about 3 hours before the concert to get down on the floor.

I got to about the 3rd row and sat, waiting the hour or so before the concert would start. After sitting for that hour they announced on the PA that the truck bringing the bands from Memphis had a broken axle and the night would be delayed.

I believe it was about 4 hours later that Bob Welch finally started playing. They dropped the local actual opening act and went right to the number 2 band, Welch. He gave a great performance, except for when he drank beer and spit at some guy trying to act punk. Security had to hold the guy back when he tried to charge Welch.

When Welch finished Dave Mason and band got started after about 30 minutes of roadies resetting the stage. Mason played half of one song then announced. "I can't do this. The amp for the bass has gone out, one microphone isn't working. When you get this s*** fixed, I'll come back out. But I'm not going to blow my voice out trying to overcompensate for a poor setup."

So we sat again for an hour while they got everything corrected. Once Mason came back out he gave a fantastic performance. It was well worth the wait and not one cat call ever complained. Mason did the right thing.
He played for almost two hours, I think to try to make up for all the waiting we had done that night.

It ended up being one of my favorite concerts. I've always been a big Mason and Welch fan!

I saw Dave Mason in '74 and I think this was part of his modus apperandi back then. It was at the University of Hartford and he started off trying to do an acoustic song-his voice got all scratchy, then he said, "No, this is all wrong, we'll be back in 15 minutes." Everyone knew he was high as hell on coke and needed another tweak. I partied very hearty during those 25 minutes slamming tequila. I'm claustrophobic and couldn't handle being pressed to the stage so I crawled up in a huge speaker and passed out. Then he came out all fired up with his entire electric band and launched into All Along the Watchtower. I flew out of the speaker barfing on his boot and the crowd. I still have tintunitus in my right ear from that!

yeah going to see Tull when you're five (well...I prolly woulda liked it when i was five but i was born weird) would be kinda like
my parents taking me to see freakin Lawrence of Arabia when i was five!!

sand. more sand. wind blowing sand. camels. sand.

tho that is my earliest memory of peter o'toole and omar shariff, both of whom i still love to bits.


i asked ger what his worst concert was...and he said James Gang. he saw them in a line up with, weirdly, Free and ELP. bizarre line up.
he said James Gang sucked eggs.
he knows i love joe walsh.
and then he asked me if i'd ever seen joe live.
and it dawned on me i had...post Eagles joe at Blossom in Akron.
outdoor.
ger said "well...how was it?"
and i said "oh yeah. he sucked!"
(and i love joe. hee)
but he did. when i saw him anyway.
he came on stage at eight in the evening looking like
he's slept in his tux britches and rumply tux shirt.
and he seemed pissed off. he was crankypants on stage.
kept saying shit like..."whaddaya want now? Eagles?" and he'd
play and eagle song. "whaddaya want now? James Gang?" and he'd
play a james gang song.
total phone in of a show.
and very disappointing.
cause like i said, i love joe.

thefirst wrote:Tom Petty and Timbuk 3

Y'know, both of those two are horrendously low key entertainers. I can't imagine seeing both of those acts on a huge stage. But that's just me.

Let's see, I was 17, so that would have been about 13 years ago, you know when Petty got some recognition when Johnny Depp Showed up in one his music videos.

The Spin Doctors sucked.

Must have been Guns'n'Roses on their UYI tour 92 (I think). A 3 hour gig isn't actually that bad, but 2/3 of it were dull guitar soli. The rest had a spiritless Axl sitting on the drum podium in search of his lost contacts. And there were 20,000 kids around me dressed like Axl or Slash ...