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those older-era drum kits
that 70s drum kit sound
people don’t do that no more
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I can never figure out what it is about Jefferson Airplane. They had the massively potent vocal weapon in Grace Slick, a decent band, good enough guitars, play a driving version of psychedelic rock - all the trappings that would have me here extolling their impact and importance and such. And yet, over the 30 years I have tried to occasionally pick them up, the result is indifference. I don’t hate them, I don’t love them. I frankly don’t anything. This performance, while really solid from what I can tell, still doesn’t move the needle. But I do love White Rabbit, so that performance wins by default. I will at least provide the positive feedback that Plastic Fantastic Lover, Uncle Sam Blues and Volunteers sounded good.
A completely fictional tale inspired by my listening experience with this set…
Perhaps you’ve met him or seen him hanging around. Uncle Joe. Rough looking guy. Penchant for whiskey and weed. No one really knows what Uncle Joe does for a living. All we know is he is an amiable guy, a bit unpredictable, but he’s got the most amazing record collection you’ve ever seen. I mean everything you can think of and then some - and an encyclopedic knowledge of every one of those albums. Engage with Uncle Joe and he’ll chew your ear off on every detail of that album, from liner notes to the recording process and all the individuals that made the thing happen. It’s intense. He knows every word to every song.
So one day, it’s his nephew’s big day - getting married. Uncle Joe called it gettin’ hitched. Uncle Joe got the invite, and despite tensions in the family, he’s showing up - unshaven, tye dye shirt, but he’s no slob because over it he’s got a gray blazer. Happy to chew the fat with anyone during the ceremony in that whisky scorn voice, he’s already knocked down half a bottle of Jack. Another quarter bottle down halfway through the ceremony, Uncle Joe’s taking matters into his own hands because the band, which the bride paid handsomely for, is not doing these songs justice. So he, slightly tipsy, a little slurred, storms the stage and grabs the mic. He’s gesticulating wildly and giving it his all. That whisky scorned voice barely even needs a microphone, and while security is working its way to the stage area, the band waives them off cause Uncle Joe is absolutely killing it. For the next hour, the wedding reception delights in an intense performance the likes no one has seen before. The bride and groom in shock as the guests quickly forget about the formalities of the evening and are there crowding the stage and on the dance floor. No one witnessed them cut the cake, though a few recall their first dance, to a ballad-like recreation of Just Like A Woman. They live happily ever after, but Uncle Joe lives on in legend of that day and that performance.
The Essential Performance: With a Little Help From My Friends
A completely fictional tale inspired by my listening experience with this set…
Perhaps you’ve met him or seen him hanging around. Uncle Joe. Rough looking guy. Penchant for whiskey and weed. No one really knows what Uncle Joe does for a living. All we know is he is an amiable guy, a bit unpredictable, but he’s got the most amazing record collection you’ve ever seen. I mean everything you can think of and then some - and an encyclopedic knowledge of every one of those albums. Engage with Uncle Joe and he’ll chew your ear off on every detail of that album, from liner notes to the recording process and all the individuals that made the thing happen. It’s intense. He knows every word to every song.
So one day, it’s his nephew’s big day - getting married. Uncle Joe called it gettin’ hitched. Uncle Joe got the invite, and despite tensions in the family, he’s showing up - unshaven, tye dye shirt, but he’s no slob because over it he’s got a gray blazer. Happy to chew the fat with anyone during the ceremony in that whisky scorn voice, he’s already knocked down half a bottle of Jack. Another quarter bottle down halfway through the ceremony, Uncle Joe’s taking matters into his own hands because the band, which the bride paid handsomely for, is not doing these songs justice. So he, slightly tipsy, a little slurred, storms the stage and grabs the mic. He’s gesticulating wildly and giving it his all. That whisky scorned voice barely even needs a microphone, and while security is working its way to the stage area, the band waives them off cause Uncle Joe is absolutely killing it. For the next hour, the wedding reception delights in an intense performance the likes no one has seen before. The bride and groom in shock as the guests quickly forget about the formalities of the evening and are there crowding the stage and on the dance floor. No one witnessed them cut the cake, though a few recall their first dance, to a ballad-like recreation of Just Like A Woman. They live happily ever after, but Uncle Joe lives on in legend of that day and that performance.
The Essential Performance: With a Little Help From My Friends
Next Up: Janis Joplin
I love this.
Gov't Mule NYE 2011 performance includes Cocker's entire Mad Dogs & Englishmen album... easily one of my favorite shows, entire theatre was just so damn happy.
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oasisfan35 wrote:
liebzz wrote:
Joe Cocker - Live at Woodstock
A completely fictional tale inspired by my listening experience with this set…
Perhaps you’ve met him or seen him hanging around. Uncle Joe. Rough looking guy. Penchant for whiskey and weed. No one really knows what Uncle Joe does for a living. All we know is he is an amiable guy, a bit unpredictable, but he’s got the most amazing record collection you’ve ever seen. I mean everything you can think of and then some - and an encyclopedic knowledge of every one of those albums. Engage with Uncle Joe and he’ll chew your ear off on every detail of that album, from liner notes to the recording process and all the individuals that made the thing happen. It’s intense. He knows every word to every song.
So one day, it’s his nephew’s big day - getting married. Uncle Joe called it gettin’ hitched. Uncle Joe got the invite, and despite tensions in the family, he’s showing up - unshaven, tye dye shirt, but he’s no slob because over it he’s got a gray blazer. Happy to chew the fat with anyone during the ceremony in that whisky scorn voice, he’s already knocked down half a bottle of Jack. Another quarter bottle down halfway through the ceremony, Uncle Joe’s taking matters into his own hands because the band, which the bride paid handsomely for, is not doing these songs justice. So he, slightly tipsy, a little slurred, storms the stage and grabs the mic. He’s gesticulating wildly and giving it his all. That whisky scorned voice barely even needs a microphone, and while security is working its way to the stage area, the band waives them off cause Uncle Joe is absolutely killing it. For the next hour, the wedding reception delights in an intense performance the likes no one has seen before. The bride and groom in shock as the guests quickly forget about the formalities of the evening and are there crowding the stage and on the dance floor. No one witnessed them cut the cake, though a few recall their first dance, to a ballad-like recreation of Just Like A Woman. They live happily ever after, but Uncle Joe lives on in legend of that day and that performance.
The Essential Performance: With a Little Help From My Friends
Next Up: Janis Joplin
I love this.
Gov't Mule NYE 2011 performance includes Cocker's entire Mad Dogs & Englishmen album... easily one of my favorite shows, entire theatre was just so damn happy.
Tedeschi Trucks Band has done that album as well.
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Fresh off leaving The Holding Company to go solo, Janis Joplin played Woodstock with an assembled band that leans a bit more soul than the blues rock she’d been famous for in The Holding Company, and at this point, they all seem like they are still finding their footing. Yes, Janis sounds like if Sam Kinison was female and fronted a soul band. She does have a unique charisma to her as a singer that is acquired though, and her energy carries the band forward. Is this a great performance? Probably not. There are some good moments here though.
A completely fictional tale inspired by my listening experience with this set…
Perhaps you’ve met him or seen him hanging around. Uncle Joe. Rough looking guy. Penchant for whiskey and weed. No one really knows what Uncle Joe does for a living. All we know is he is an amiable guy, a bit unpredictable, but he’s got the most amazing record collection you’ve ever seen. I mean everything you can think of and then some - and an encyclopedic knowledge of every one of those albums. Engage with Uncle Joe and he’ll chew your ear off on every detail of that album, from liner notes to the recording process and all the individuals that made the thing happen. It’s intense. He knows every word to every song.
So one day, it’s his nephew’s big day - getting married. Uncle Joe called it gettin’ hitched. Uncle Joe got the invite, and despite tensions in the family, he’s showing up - unshaven, tye dye shirt, but he’s no slob because over it he’s got a gray blazer. Happy to chew the fat with anyone during the ceremony in that whisky scorn voice, he’s already knocked down half a bottle of Jack. Another quarter bottle down halfway through the ceremony, Uncle Joe’s taking matters into his own hands because the band, which the bride paid handsomely for, is not doing these songs justice. So he, slightly tipsy, a little slurred, storms the stage and grabs the mic. He’s gesticulating wildly and giving it his all. That whisky scorned voice barely even needs a microphone, and while security is working its way to the stage area, the band waives them off cause Uncle Joe is absolutely killing it. For the next hour, the wedding reception delights in an intense performance the likes no one has seen before. The bride and groom in shock as the guests quickly forget about the formalities of the evening and are there crowding the stage and on the dance floor. No one witnessed them cut the cake, though a few recall their first dance, to a ballad-like recreation of Just Like A Woman. They live happily ever after, but Uncle Joe lives on in legend of that day and that performance.
The Essential Performance: With a Little Help From My Friends
Next Up: Janis Joplin
I love this.
Gov't Mule NYE 2011 performance includes Cocker's entire Mad Dogs & Englishmen album... easily one of my favorite shows, entire theatre was just so damn happy.
Tedeschi Trucks Band has done that album as well.
I'll have to take a look for that. I have been very spotty with my listening of Trucks' solo stuff, Tedeschi's solo stuff or TTB... have releases from all but far from a complete exposure.
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