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First Set
Shakedown Street
Mama Tried->
Big River
Ramble on Rose
Throwing Stones
Brown-Eyed Women
Looks Like Rain
Second
Doin' That Rag
Queen Jane Approximately
Dancin' in the Streets->
Touch of Grey
Playin' in the Band
Notes
I was sick as a dog this week,
aching, cold, congestion, etc., and took the day
off from work so I could be geared up for the
Deadstein barrage. I can't say I was ready for
Deadstein, but I gave it my best shot. As others
agreed, I am a lucky man in that I can take off
from work and not have anyone tell me, "If
you're too sick for work then you're necessarily
too sick for Deadstein." I know my
priorities.
The music was slow, not that
there is anything wrong with that, for much of
the night and it was attributable to many
synergistic factors.
Most importantly, I
don't think I ever felt worse from an
illness perspective for a Deadstein jam.
Lucky for me the cold gave me a really
light headed, dazed and confused feeling
all day. That always helps so I kind of
got into that.
Larry continued his
never ending quest to clean up his guitar
sound. I think last night was a bold
step. Kevy did a set up for him, whether
that is good or bad I don't know, without
distortion, minimal speakers and very
clean. It was like knocking the crutches
out from a hypocondiatic-cripple's hands
and making him walk. Sure, Larry stumbled
a bit, hit some real clunkers, but boy
who doesn't? If he resists the
temptations the effects present him he'll
have to learn to make his own effects.
Then when he plays effects he'll have a
stronger foundation in which to lean upon
for when those trivial toys fail him. I
say stick with the sound and slowly learn
to use it. I like it. In any event, I
think Larry's new use of a clean sound
also attributed to the slowness.
Larry M. didn't show
up until the Doin' That Rag. This left
Scott alone and no one ever accused him
of being the fastest.
Freakboy was not
rambunctious in moving us on.
Lastly we come the
Kevin. Actually, I think he played pretty
well and was not a factor in the general
slowness of the night.
In the end I'm not the fastest
either and a little slowness, while not boiling
the blood of the Freaky One, does give us more
room to explore the caverns in the songs. With
Brotman not there either, there were many more paths to to go
down. Kevin seemed to love the Ramble on Rose
from that perspective.
Scott picked up some nice
lighting effects including a real Lava Lamp as
well as colorful tubes to cover up the
fluorescents. I like them. The Lava Lamp made me
loose my place during the Ramble on Rose.
All in all, it was a weird
night.
Eating Comments
We went for the second week in a row
to Mama Manganoro's Heroboy located at 492 Ninth
Avenue. While the place shows a lot of promises
it is also filled with many lies.
Don't get me wrong, the food
is pretty good, it's just no sufficient for our
appetites.
We had veal and chicken parms,
sausage and peppers, salad and rice balls. In
many respects, it's like Chinese food. You get it, your
psyched, you munch but then you say what's next?
The variety in tastes and textures is too limited
without being superlative in any aspect. As a
matter of fact it is lacking in salad content,
crunchiness, desserts, drinks and whatever other
little specials there are to end up with a good
posting.
We ate prior to the jam, which
really works well, we get lots of music in
without the major disruption. We just need to
plan a sweet miniature halftime where the
desserts are just waiting. Maybe our hotel
manager from Brazil also delivers Yankee Doodles.
Some how I doubt it. Most of the second set,
Freakboy stood guard trying to get us a room. We
are going to have to plan a band vacation down
there when that place opens up.
Spillboy, maybe a one day heir
to the Security Office Furniture fortune, was
kind enough to find us a few drinks. Think
"sell chair, get check" and that the
word "baked" is not in you creed.
First Set Comments
Shakedown was pretty good. It
was in that slow vein but it did have a solid
foundation which we hung from and had confidence
in. It eventually showed us the way to the end of
a successful song. When you get confused. . . ,
you know how the song goes.
I'm a little foggy on the Mama
Tried but I recall a lot of trouble getting the
Big River going.
Ramble on Rose was super slow.
As stated above, Kevin liked it for it. I thought
it was "eh."
Throwing Stones is one which I
sang while hacking my lungs out between verses
but I gave it the old Larry try.
Brown-Eyed, Looks Like Rain,
some one's going to have to refresh my memory on
those.
Second Set Comments
We were just about to
start the Doin That Rag, as the setlist
states, as part of the first set, but
just as were were to start Larry M.
showed up and we took a mini break,
without any desserts which needs to be
rectified. We hung then we started the
Rag. Scott seemed to love it, I thought
it was pretty bad. To each his own.
Queen Jane was pretty
good. This was my last hurrah because I
was spent after it and was having trouble
remaining conscious. You gotta love it.
Can't wait until I pull a Jeremy and wake
to the sweet sounds of Deadstein.
Hopefully it's without a tube up my nose.
Dancin was difficult
and went into the Touch without a real
transition. To bad Freak Toast was up
stairs and couldn't truly appreciate it's
mediocrity.
Playin' was rough for
me. I had no zeal for it and couldn't
wait to stop.
Well my eyes are
beginning to bug out so I'll have to stop
now. I did want to draw a baby with
Larry's face on it in commemoration of
the baby boy he and Natalie will have on
Thursday morning, hopefully in time to
catch Regis and Kathy-Lee. Best of luck
to the three of them. We'll all be
pulling for you and just one bit of
advice. Make sure his neck doesn't wrapp
around the umbilical cord. Just a little
Brent humor, I hope it's not in bad
taste. If it is I apologize.