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"They're all the best concerts"

Truth. Even the worst live show is one of the best things I could be doing at the moment. I've seen nowhere near as many as you, but I've seen a lot, and been lucky enough to have been at the right place at the right time (a few times), and met some great people who've brought me along for their ride. You must have incredible stories—and the way I see it, having stories makes a life of worth living.

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And I also want to state for the record, Fishbone changed me. FOREVER. It was the early 90s, and I did not know what Ska was. Did not really know what funk was. Knew what punk was, was a member of the ‘alternative nation’, knew what hip hop was. Had seen Fugazi, and Black Flag and a lot more. But Fishbone literally ripped open my head, put there hands down into my soul, and reprogrammed me FOR EVER! The Bone changed me.

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Yeah I can remember where I was when I first heard ‘Party At Ground Zero’, and when Truth and Soul came out. But it wasn’t until Reality of My Surroundings that I finally got to see them live.

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It was so much. SO MUCH.

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There are lots of shows where MY EXPECTATIONS were not met. Like the infamous Butch Walker show in MPLS when he was touring the Ghosts record that came out of the Ryan Adams camp. His pop (Big Butch) had just passed, and Butch was in NO SHAPE to tour I do not think. He was clearly plowed, and super sad. I had wanted the joyous Butch shows I had seen for years, but BOY did that not happen. He was so sad. And the opening acts all showed up on stage often to support him. His band supported him. He just wallowed in the sadness. Now mind you, the show was amazing. But, all of the other non Big Butch dying shows were monumental celebrations of so much. I mean the Stay Gold tour could not have been more joyous if we were all on Ecstasy. I was gifted with a love of live music by my parents at age 6, and now it is so profoundly important to me it is almost impossible to put into words. But, Johnny Cash shook my hand. I sat alone on the floor at First Avenue with Prince's tele on stage, and just cried and cried and cried, and it was Questlove who helped me up. Dude, I watched DMX pray onstage at Woodstock and saw 200 thousand people stop and be quiet for him. My main man Jesse Dayton played with Glenn Danzig in LA when Glenn did the Elvis songs. I can keep going and going and going. The euphoria is worth any and all prices.

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