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Now THAT is how the mighty Widespread Panic gets it done…
WOW… What a difference a few shows/days can make..
The same band that had left us frustrated and perplexed less than two SHORT weeks ago came out last night and re-established why they are still the Heavyweight Champion of the World!
After the standard get away day fiasco - leaving work late, standard atl traffic nightmare, GPS misdirection, no time for dinner McDonald’s indigestion, past the venue ticket pick-up fun - we got to the venue with a few short minutes to spare. Not needing that much time to catch up with our smaller than usual mid - week crew, the lights soon went down and away we went.
A kinda short, but also sweet, double opener (ala bertha>stranger or jack straw>bertha etc) did a nice job of easing us into a stellar evening, with North taking the ending jam around a few times more than the standard, and lil Kin providing a nice little intro, as well as some sweet jimmy vibrato on that ending note.
Jimmy then switched to the tele for a rousing version of Pigeons, complete with awesome pre- & post wake up melt downs, with both jimmy and JB, and of course Mr. Schools, laying it down nicely during those parts. Not 6/24/00 insanity or anything, but not your granny’s pigeons either.
The debut of the final track off of DSD, Cotton was King, came next, with Jimmy REALLY laying into the riffs and solos on this one (tele again). If you are “part of the posse”, fire this one up and enjoy ur boy ripping it up on a rockin new tune. I was hoping to get the previous track, Jaded Tourist, busted out tonight, but I guess that will hafta wait until tomorrow.
Next came the first real jam tune of the evening, Greta, with jojo actually remembering the words and keeping things moving in the right direction. The outtro jam was hot per usual, but not as over-the-top as it can sometimes get. I give jojo alot of shit, but I gotta say I never get sick of this one. It is really probably the only jojo tune I can say that about, other than HMS & SF, but YMMV as always.
After a spacey slow down jam that sorta melted away to silence, todd signaled it was time again to “live it up”, and off we went into porch. Unlike Greta, I don’t have much use for this one if it doesn’t have the ending jam, and this one didn’t, so this was a little bit of a catch my breath tune. There wasn’t a > here that I remember, as porch didn’t have the jam, and JB had to switch to the woody for the next tune, so don’t fire up the stream expecting 5 minutes of crazyness here (as can sometimes be the case). I had a few choice words, weak, lame etc., as that one came to an abrupt halt, but, you can’t win em all… even if you REALLY want to!
I hadn’t made the cinco de mayo = casa connection until someone mentioned it pre-show, so this wasn’t much of a surprise, but it was a little bit of a bummer after we had had visions of real sweetness - DBD, PD>SM, CFMWH etc - dancing in our heads at the sight of the acoustic. JB tends to stumble with the words on this one due to its weird cadence and somewhat rare appearances, and this one was no exception, but it was a decent version of a less than favorite tune. Seems like I remember a > at the end there, as it seemed to be crystalizing into Angels for a min or 2 before turning on a dime and lurching into heroes.
I took a quick walk to the facilities and hoped for a big 2 song push to close things out, and as would be the theme of the evening, i was not disappointed.
My boy J. Knight had mentioned before the show that he hoped for a papa’s in honor of his dad that had recently passed, so it was a little bit bittersweet when todd signaled for momma to put her perfume on, and for the dog to warm up his tail, as papa had indeed turned for home.
Jimmy of all people seemed to struggle during the transition back into the papa’s coda at the end, and I was grumbling a little as they were seemingly ending things up, only to jump 10 feet in the air, more on that later , as dave signaled NO SUGAR!! Yes, YES & HELL YES!!!!! THAT is how u end up a fuckin hot first set. Not with stumbling, but with fuckin authority!
High fives, BIG smiles, and back slaps all around during the break, as we all were like kids on xmas morning thinking about what MIGHT be in store during the 2nd stanza.
Happy is almost always indicative of future jamming and heat, and tonight was certainly no exception, as the band wove back and forth thru the sweet lyrical melodies, with jimmy laying it down clean and smooth. The jam outta there led into what was obviously gonna be solid rock, but this pumped me up even more since they have been KILLING this tune recently. This one has such a hot percolating jam when they are doing it right, and they flogged the shit outta that jam, taking it around and around and around. This is why I am here, and it hasn’t even gotten good yet!!
The next section is exactly as it looks. The band texted me at set break and asked me what to put there. click click click… that oughta do it!
JB fumbled around with the lyrics during RHM & Sharon (as always), but the words he DID get were spit out, mashed up, and growled out at maximum ferocity!!! There is nothing like JB, ever, when he is on his game.
RHM wasn’t as tight as it can sometimes be, but the jam leading out was on time, only to slow down into dave signaling out to left field… I might not have gotten 10, but I bet I got 4 feet in the air when that familiar bass riff rang out!
The vocals were muddy where we were, so I had a hard time making out what JB was preachin. He was reachin for lyrics during the verses, so he just made up for it with cool vocal noises and saying crazy shit like only he can. I can’t wait to hear the playback. It was weird how when they slowed it down for the main street moan a couple times, it almost seemed like jimmy didnt know the riff, even though he plays it later, and jojo kinda took over playing the riff. Pretty sure JB said she was 60 feet in the air at one pint, then he said he thought she could fly. It was that kinda night.. Listen to JB and Dave screaming back and forth during the ending of sharon before the last riff. Awesome. Like dave said about what sharon does to keep us coming back every night, “I Don’t know, but they like it!”
As Sharon finally came to an oh-so-sweet close, dave gave the call for the next deep cut on the list, Coconut. Kinda seemed like an obvious cut for OB, as it has every yr, so playing it tonight makes it even cooler imo. They had this one swinging and swaying like a hammock at the beach, and the place is going NUTS by now, with the energy already off the charts from RHM>Sharon! The band milks all of the jams, and jimmy and dave just continue to bounce it back and forth before dave takes a hard right and slams into the familiar beat of TYS.
Away we go again. Are you kidding me?!
Wives stuck at home with kiddos are sending VERY, VERY nasty texts about missed opportunities at this point, lol. You want the show to be good, but not that good, cuz you got some splaining to do when it’s that good and she missed it for being a team player.
TYS eased into a nice slowdown jam before morphing into UTR. I always dig this, but tonights version seemed to be particularly well played, with jimmy really shredding on the solos. I am interested to hear this one back too, because I remember thinking jimmy really played some inspired, and nicely extended out, stuff. Hopefully it was hot playing, and not RHM>sharon>coconut>tys talkin.
As they downshifted out of UTR I could tell it was gonna be arleen, and I really couldn’t believe it. There are so few nights when all the stars align, and it is just sick>nasty for an hour straight. Much like JB on his game, there is nothing like it. Wow.
This show was starting to remind me a little bit of the 8/6/05 show, with JB takin his game to the highest level, JB in ALL his Glory, as he was rapping about his sad state of affairs, and angry neighbors. The band was hitting on all cylinders, Jb was hitting on all cylinders… Fuck yeah..
After giving arleen all u wanted, extended jamming between every verse, The jam back out of arleen was great stuff too, with the end of TYS finally coming into view. I swear JB forgot what he was gonna say the first 2 times they wound it up, but he remembered finally that above all else you need to Love Your Girl! We gave a very loud cheer for our ladies back at the house, god bless em, and rode TYS into a very appropriate Give. I swear they did a little vocal arleen thing at the end of tys too, but i may be foggy.
Since I can’t remember the last time I was that late to a show, “How dare u show up on time?” drew a big cheer from me and my boy after the struggles we had earlier on the way in. Since the band had been cooking with grease for quite some time, they even raved up Give pretty good, giving the back end jam that punch that it has when they are trying to flex, rather than just banging it out.
After a HUGE cheer from the crowd there at the end, the band came back out to more hearty applause for what would be the capper to an outstanding evening. I believe JB mentions something about this being a blues tune before they bust in to an all to rare Contentment encore.
I love my chicken, and this chicken was tasty, with JB tearing it up again. I like how they have been moving songs around some lately. Great placement and execution.
I really had to piss by this point, so tallboy was a welcome relief. I was WAY more than satisfied already, so if tallboy was how we were takin it home, so be it.
I got back in time to jam the ending, but I was more just standing there basking in the light as much as enjoying the music at this point.
Reposted from panicfreaks.org with permission…thanks 042602. I was at this show and he pretty much nails it in his review. Great Work!
Thanks to Dangermuffin for dropping this track into our dropbox. With it came this note, “Inspired by the Folly Beach cops, lawman will be the anchor of the new Dangermuffin album due to come out in the Fall.”
You can check out more of Dangermuffin at dangermuffinmusic.com.
Scarlet Begonias - Dangermuffin
06.06.08 - The Pour House, Charleston, SC
Just like in all of your towns across the nation, we have our little Thursday night post work happy hour thingy here in Columbia. After a stellar dinner celebration at Blue Cactus (Korean Mexican joint), we went down the block for the festivities and weekly tension breaker. This week’s band was Dangermuffin, out of Folly Beach, SC (Charleston). As would be expected, they’re like a lot of beach bands, only about 40 times more inventive. They lay down a lot of Marley and Sublime feeling stuff (and great originals), and it’s clear that they have been playing together for a long time. They’re a tight unit. Check them out in Relix mag. this month - they are on the insert disc, and a band you should know about.
They also play Scarlet like no other cover of it I’ve ever heard. Check out their Pink Floyd “Breathe”, too. It’s hot.
In a strange series of events last Saturday, my buddy Grayson solicited the band Yarn to play a late night impromptu jam session at Adam B and Wildcat’s house. This was the perfect cap to the day’s celebration in honor of our friend Dana making to the quarter century mark. The late nighter came directly on the heals of quadruple bill of front porch bluegrass and back porch Americana at Sudworks Taphouse in Columbia.
It’s no secret to my friends that this type of music is one of my favorites. What I love most about it is that it’s so unadulterated. It’s musician, instrument, and microphone. Not a bunch of lights and effects. There nothing to hide behind, except your own talent. When I think of the Americana genre, I have never thought of New York City. I think of corn and wheat, I think of fishing cabins and camp creeks, I think of the heartland and middle america. I don’t think NYC. Things have changed…now when I think of this genre, I think of the New York band Yarn.
The six of them and the fifteen or so of us packed like sardines into the living room. Yarn allowed us to come with them on a quick musical journey. They didn’t seem fatigued at all, even after all the road time, shows the previous night and the earlier one tonight. They humored us by letting us sing along and barefoot clog to their tunes and traditional Grateful Dead favorites. We passed around the brown liquor and many grabbed any spare percussion instrument they could find laying around and tried to keep in time. It’s a little bit foggy, but I think somebody might have even gotten a lesson on stand up bass.
Yarn is a great band. Unique and organic, an unpretentious melting pot of bluegrass, jazz, crooner, swing and honkeytonk. They remind me a little bit of a current Whiskeytown wrapped around a core of Railroad Earth. Their musical chops are obvious, but not overstated. On this night, I was a little amazed that Blake still could belt it out on vocals, but his last note of the evening sounded as strong as his first many hours before. I urge you guys to pick up their album, Empty Pockets, especially if you’re into “newgrass”. Andrew Hendryx absolutely lays it down on the mandi.
Note to Yarn: Boys, next time do yourself a favor and put out a tip jar. Scattered and smothered at the waffle house taste ten times better when it’s paid for with free (bonus) money. Hopefully, you guys had as much fun as we did. I’m a little scared to hear how that thing came out with those floor mics.
Note to You: Check them out here www.yarnmusic.net
Note to Grayson: Thank you for a real good time!
Ryan Adams and The Cardinals
03.12.2009 Township Auditorium, Columbia, SC
Let me preface by saying, I jumped on the RA & the Cards bandwagon way too late. I had listened lightly to Jacksonville City Nights, Cold Roses and 29 lightly, but didn’t really “get it” until Easy Tiger. ”Everybody Knows” is probably the song that pulled me in by my feet. I was paying zero attention during the Whiskeytown years. I started listening to shows on a regular basis on Live Music Archive about a year ago. Ryan’s reputation over the years has been less than admirable due to his little mid-show tantrums, and this is probably the main reason why I would never travel to see one of his shows…you never knew which RA you were gonna get. I have completely wiped that slate clean simply because of his taping policy. Soundboard recordings are abundant and easily accessible. Enough blabbering, on to the review.
Let me start off by saying this was a very unique show for me. I have been seeing shows by a plethora of bands for 20 years, and this was one of three shows I have seen completely sober (no nothing). The first was my first (Madonna/Beastie Boys 5/30/85 at the Mothership) and some random Dead show in ‘91. So my focus was sharp…I had a pre-game of diet cokes and red bull with the gang pre-game at a nearby bar. As it got closer to showtime, the whole crew of about 14 deep saddled up for the 5 block move to The Township. For those of you that aren’t familiar with Township Auditorium, it’s a 75 year old theater that hosts a ton of different types of acts from music, to plays and comedy shows. It seats around 3,200 people and I would venture to say there isn’t a bad seat in the house. Ryan would announce later how jacked the Cardinals were to play there. It was their largest room of the tour and a sell out. I always look forward to seeing shows there. The sound is great, and that place can get loud, as proven by WSP. Outside by the fountain, I just watched people. I never realized how cross-genre his music is. Within a span of 10 minutes, I talked to a bunch of my “head” friends, a couple of “emo tats and piercings” I knew from the restaurant business and art shows, one of the top real estate guys in town, and Columbia’s head Public Defender and his attorney wife. I was expecting to be in the minority, surrounded by black clad, sad, pierced people. I was very, very wrong.
Unless you’ve been hiding under a rock, you know two things about this RA tour. 1. This is the last tour. Ryan has decided to go into “retirement” and write books. and 2. Ryan married Mandy Moore in Savannah two days before this show. We talked do to friends outside while we were waiting that had been to the Charleston show the previous night and they weren’t too enthusiastic. It seems the wedding night might have taken a little toll (purely speculation) on Ryan and led to a short uninspired show. Basically the setlists have been pretty similar this tour. The truth would be in the jam. I really didn’t know what to expect, but I expected a lot. My theory is this drugs and alcohol equal great RA writing, sex and sobriety equal great RA playing. The lights blinked three times in theater fashion to let us know we had about five minutes to get to our seats, and then the lights went down, letting onto a basically dark stage. As the Cards took the stage, two neon blue roses burned lightly in the background, and the symbol from Adams’ latest album, Cardinology, loomed largely behind the drums. The stage would very rarely be lit anymore than this the whole night. Just a blue glow, which would sent a warm feeling around the room all night. No on stage theatrics to distract us, just a focus on great music.
The band took the stage rather quietly and then launched into my first pick of the evening, Beautiful Sorta. Don’t be that impressed, this has been the go-to opener this tour and gets the crowd in quick. I was pulling for six songs all night (I see Monsters, Beautiful Sorta, Easy Plateau, Come Pick Me Up for my boy, Randy, one of the largest incognito RA fans I know, Let It Ride, and Everybody Knows).The Cardinals would gracefully flow through songs from most of the albums, not becoming fixed on their freshest effort, Cardinology. The most surprising tune to me all night was Wonderwall. I remember my friend Brooke turning to me and saying “better than the original” and I had to agree. Adams’ voice was sweet and crisp and his falsettos in that song gave me chills. Same with Stars Go Blue. Goodnight rose has been the big jam song of the tour and this one didn’t disappoint. The jam lilted into a Grateful Dead-esque feel. The dueling leads stacked on each other over and over for about 15-20 minutes, backed by Jon Graboff’s georgeous pedal steel riffs and color, and then quietly smoldered out. Jon really gives the band an alt country feel, which is my genre of choice right now. After this the band did a little birthday song for Chris Feinstein, the bass player. The band joked with us all night. There was tons of banter from everybody in the band. Ryan babbles a lot like he writes his books, in poetic streams of consciousness. In the case on this night, it was about the suit shoulder pads in the ’80s Cameo videos, and other randominities. The band was jovial and just did not want to leave the stage. I was a little worried about how the crowd would react to the Neal Casal songs, but they took it all in stride.
The Monsters>Let It Ride was unquestionably the highlight of the show for me. The place absolutely fell apart during the mini Let It Ride jams. This has certainly become a crowd favorite over the years. Magick was the perfect 3 minute rocker to finish off the set. We still felt pretty good that we’d get a Sweet Carolina. Every crowd does a little applause overcompensation when their geography is mentioned in a lyric at a live show. This would be no different when Ryan serenaded us with “Oh my sweet carolina, what compels me to go?, oh my sweet disposition, may you one day carry me home.” The crowd went nuts. Then bang, into a sweet sullen Easy Plateau. I found myself looking for somebody to hold.
For those of you that are going to the tour closer in Atlanta at The Fox, I’m a little jealous. I may just have to scare up a ticket.
Setlist (for the statisticians)
Beautiful Sorta
Born Into a Light
Cold Roses
Come Pick Me Up
Everybody Knows
Wonderwall
Freeway to the Canyon
**weird banter about a cameo video
Fix it
When the Stars go Blue
Grand Island
Shakedown on 9th Street
A Kiss before I go
Goodnight Rose
**band intro and a birthday song for Chris
Monsters
Let it Ride
Lost Satelite?
Two
Rescue Blues
Oh my God, whatever, etc
Evergreen
Magick
Encore
Oh my sweet Carolina
Easy Plateau
p.s. No Mandy Moore-Adams sighting at the Township.
Lunch With Stephen King - Josh Roberts and The Hinges
06.20.08 - Music Farm, Charleston, SC
I have just one thing to say about the Josh Roberts show I went to this past Saturday night. Josh absolutely dominates the telecaster. It is a part of his body.
The Hinges are blowing up all over the Southeast, and filling music halls and clubs everywhere. Columbians (SC, that is) have known about Josh for years, and his former band Captain Easy. The Hinges are cut from a totally different cloth. They are raw and in your face. It is what rock and roll is all about.
SOL DRIVEN TRAIN - SHOWCASE VIDEO I have to say that when I heard these guys were on the lineup with Outformation for their ‘08-‘09 NYE shows, I wasn’t really that jacked. You see, I like my rock dirty and southern. Yeah, I’m a little biased. From the look of this band of misfits taking the stage I thought I was in more for a circus act, then the tight knit, precise, entertaining and fun performance that I was about to experience. It’s a pretty cool style that they’ve concocted in their musical kitchen. Sometimes you get a little taste of dank Georgia swamp funk, sometimes world beat ala Paul Simon Rhythm of the Saints, a dash of stick - in - your - brain hooks, and even a pinch of children’s nursery rhymes. I urge you to get out and see them. I’m sure they’re playing somewhere near you. By the way, bring your dancing shoes. You’re gonna need ‘em.
Let It Sing - The South
03.30.06
Anybody who got a chance to see The South was blessed. The band was a short -lived and georgeous combination of thoughtful lyrics and strong front porch acoustic lines, based out of Columbia, SC. I always thought the band was on the verge of busting big into country radio. Think Lady Antebellum meets Union Station at the fishing shack by the river during the day, then gets all gussied up and taken out to the honky tonk for an evening of brown liquor with Charlie Daniels and Marshall Tucker. This band was going places with a full southeastern touring schedule, a constant flow of new music in the hopper, and talented musicianship taboot.
Their demise was unfortunate and sad when Chris Connor (formerly of Sourwood Honey and lead vocalist) passed on due to cancer at the end of ‘07. The guy always had a smile and something positive to say even when you could tell life wasn’t tops for him personally.
Over the years, I got to see Chris play with different bands, from Mobile to Columbia and spend some personal time with him just shooting the shit. I know one thing, everybody felt comfortable around the guy, and he just wanted to share the joy he got from playing music with us.
RIP Chris Connor.
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