Another One For Woody – Recap: 11.22.10, Roseland Ballroom

This show could easily have been the best show of the year.

After almost a week, I believe I have processed this show enough to write my own notes.  I have floated all week from this gig, and many of my friends have also experienced the same.  Chad Berndtson has written two great write-ups for Glide Magazine, and Jambands also has reviewed the show.  I will try not to replicate, but put my own skewed view on it.

For a Southern Rock lover, this whole show was bliss.  From Warren’s first line, “Thanks for being part of this special night, we really appreciate it.” to the ending song by the Allman’s (Wish You Were Here), the place stood on their feet for six hours and we all lifted off the ground a few feet.  The ticket was pricey ($117 from Ticketmaster), but it was worth it.  Here are my own personal highlights, and why…

The line up consisted of:

7:45 pm  Set 1: Warren Haynes Acoustic (Warren Haynes, Edwin McCain & Kevin Kinney):

Edwin McCain on vocals during the second song, The Lucky One, literally made tears form in my eyes, the lyrics tugged at my heartstrings… seriously.  I knew we were in for a show, we were no more than 10 minutes in and here I was… moved to tears and goosebumps already. They end with I Shall Be Released which was àpropos since Edwin McCain sounded (to my ears) very Dylan-esque.  What a beautiful acoustic way to slide into this night’s magical soundtrack.

photo by: Dino Perrucci

8:15/8:30 pm Set 2: The North Mississippi Allstars (Luther Dickinson (guitar, vocals) and Cody Dickinson (drums, keyboards, electric washboard) with special guests: Gordie Johnson)

They came out like a bat outta hell, raging on those guitars.  They sounded crisp and clear, and they looked like they were having a blast.  These guys are so fun, they have that beautiful twang of the guitar that makes me melt.  Slowing down for a second after the first 3 or 4 songs with Glory Glory, then bringing up Gordie Johnson for Po Black Maddie, this set really set the tone.  Shake up the audience a bit with nice lookin’ men up there with their twangy, slidy, southern guitars.  Mmhmm… The Roseland was lifting higher to the stratosphere…

photo by Allison Murphy

9ish  Set 3:  Gov’t Mule (Warren Haynes (guitar), Matt Abts (drums), Jorgen Carlsson (bass), Danny Louis (keys, trumpet) with special guests: Gordie Johnson, Jim Loughlin, Vinnie Amico, Chuck Garvey, Hook Herrera, Luther Dickinson, Cody Dickinson, Artemis Pyle, Rich Robinson, Robert Kearns, Audley Freed, Savannah Woody

If you know me at all, you know I’m a Mulehead.  So, obviously, I was in heaven the minute these guys took the stage.  But a few songs standout to me, and the only way I know this is because I’ve put these selects on repeat on my iPod since the show ended.

Gov’t Mule Highlights:  Simple Man, Soulshine, Dear Prudence, 32/20 Blues

Um, 32/20 was incredible, harmonica by Hook Herrera, Luther Dickinson on guitar, Cody Dickinson on some sort of washboard instrument around his neck. The music was coming at you in 100 mph speeds… 

Dear Prudence was killer with moe. guitarist Chuck Garvey joining in on the fun.

But for me, the one that blew me away…. Simple Man with Skynyrd’s Artemis Pyle and Robert Kearns … holy hell, my head exploded, heaven…seriously…no words.  Look below for the video.  Good lord.

Then Soulshine with Woody’s beautiful daughter singing with Warren.  Savannah Woody’s voice is sweet and angelic, she seemed a little shy up there, but all the musicians around her on stage were propping her up, you could feel the love on the stage, from the audience and back again.  She stood up there, and Artemis ran up to her with a tambourine.  This song with Savannah – again it was a goosebump moment…. Breathtaking.

 

photo by: Dino Perrucci

11:45ish – Allman Brothers Band (Gregg Allman (vocals, keys), Warren Haynes (guitar), Derek Trucks (guitar), Oteil Burbridge (bass), Butch Trucks (drums), Jai “Jaimoe” Johanson (drums, percussion), Marc Quiñones (drums, percussion, background vocals) with special guests: Hook Herrera, Berry Oakley Jr., Rich Robinson, Audley Freed, Danny Louis, Chuck Garvey, Vinnie Amico, James Van de Bogard, Luther Dickinson, Cody Dickinson, Gordie Johnson, Matt Abts

After a loooong set break, setting up for the last set, we got started probably sometime around the midnight hour with ABB in all their guitar glory.

Allman Brothers Highlights:  Black Hearted Woman/Other One Jam, Southbound, Whipping Post

My personal “woohoo” ABB moments: (1):  Jorgen Carlsson making eye contact with me at the bar, after he checked out my chest/Dose symbol t-shirt.  (2): Being so close to the stage that I made eye contact with Derek Trucks.  I am sure he was making eyes at me (hah!)

My feet were killing by this point.  Standing since 7pm by midnight my dogs were barking.  However, you endure amazing things while under the influence of incredible music.

Black Hearted Woman/Other One Jam was incredibly fast, loud, shredding glorious guitar banter.  Oteil dancing, turning his back to the audience, the whole stage jamming hard, fast, greatness.  Almost 13 minutes of tasty licks.  Yeah the boys are in town, and making a raucous about it.

Southbound was a guitar lovers feast, while Warren and Derek play tit for tat with each other.  Two mindblowing guitarists, trying to up each other with their licks.  Hook Herrera on harmonica brings this baby up another 10 notches.  Good frikkin lord, hot stuff, so hot.

At 1:30, I was willing to sacrifice what I would miss, unbelievably, as I made my way towards the door.  Right then, Whipping Post came on, and I couldn’t leave.  Derek Trucks wailed on that guitar, and it was the perfect way to end a perfect evening.  Close to 2am, floating out of the Roseland, I was grateful to be there and experience, speechless for days, and riding high on the whispers of southern guitars raging in my head.



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Mountain Jam VI, Day 2 – Saturday, June 5

photo by: Ross McKillop

I woke up to the most glorious, beautiful day.  The sun was shining, the sky was that perfect not-a-cloud-in-the-sky blue, the lush green off the mountains were vibrating.  I was ready to shake on the mountain, and I was able to find iced-coffee to boot.  Fabulous!  I was in for 8 sets of music today.  That ice coffee would help.

Weather: Beautiful.  Sunny, warm, a bit sweaty.  I kept saying all day, “I can’t believe the weather is so gorgeous.”  Last year’s Mountain Jam was cold.  I was in flip flops the last night, it was 37 degrees cold.  This Saturday it was bikini weather.

The day started off with a bit of London Souls.  These guys are incredible.  They have a shredding, Led Zeppelin sorta, old school rock n’ roll thing going for them.  They rocked out, and dancing has commenced.  Again, if they’re in your area, be sure to catch them.

photo by: M Berke

Drive By Truckers: They were a nice warm up to Yonder Mtn. String Band.  I’ve never seen them before, and that was my first impression, with their rockin’ guitar riffs.  They were solid.  I was wandering through the vendor area while they were on stage,

Lettuce is probably my first personal highlight of the day.  Because of the schedule change with Dr. Dog, we were blessed with 2 sets of Lettuce on Sat.  Lettuce’s core members are Eric Krasno, guitar, Neal Evans, keys; Adam Deitch, drums; Jesus Coomes, bass and The Shady Horns, Sam Kininger and Ryan Zoidis.

photo by: M Berke

Kofi Burbridge comes on and plays pretty much for the full set on his flute.  Eric shreds his guitar, Adam Deitch going all Animal on the drums, and Jesus Coomes on the bass, yeah… these guys are really tight.  Then there is Neal Evans.  I don’t know what to say about this guy except he is amazing, I always become absolutely blown away. I remember thinking, “oh yeah…I know that nasty key playing sound.  Oh yeah, silly me, how could I have forgotten.”   Then, one by one, in this short 1 hour set, on the small stage on Hunter Mountain… well, it got kinda craaazy.  Nigel Hall walks in and starts wailing soulfully into the microphone, like only Nigel does.  Oteil Burbridge comes on stage with that beautiful bass of his.  Derek Trucks comes on to shred a bit with Eric.  Susan Tedeschi comes on stage to sing along with Nigel.  By the end of it there were about a dozen people on the stage, raging out, people on the mountain were bouncin their heads to the same beat at the same time, we all got all sorts of funked up, and it got hot and steamy.  The heat had nothing to do with the sunshine.  The heat was radiating from the stage.  Oh my my my.

photo by: Ross McKillop

To slow down the pace a half a beat (or more), Yonder Mountain String Band, joins the main stage for some bouncy bluegrass string ‘ole time plucking.  I do love the Yonder, and if you like bluegrass at all, I’m sure you’ll like them too.

Dave Mason: No recollection at all.  Unknown.

Photo by: Ross McKillop

Derek Trucks and Susan Tedeschi Band:  So excited to hear these guys.  Between Derek’s shredding of the guitar and Susan’s incredible voice, the Brothers Burbridge and Brothers Trucks on the stage… yeah.  No words. The talent in this band is palpable, it kind of oozes off the stage into the crowd.  They have so much fun playing together you can feel it and the crowd’s energy bounces off the band.  A wonderful cycle.

The band: Derek Trucks – Guitar, Susan Tedeschi – Guitar & Vocals, Oteil Burbridge – Bass Guitar, Kofi Burbridge – Keys & Flute, Tyler Greenwell – Drums, Duane Trucks- Drums & Percussion, Mike Mattison – Backing Vocals, Nigel Hall – Backing Vocals

photo by: Ross McKillop

Highlights: Love Has Something Else to Say (Susan belts it) into Midnight in Harlem (my newest favorite song, getting good rotation in my iPod lately…gosh I love that song) into Susan screamin her way through Love Was All in My Mind.  I’ve never heard this song before, but the jist of it was this woman loved this guy, stood by all his crap then she finds him hangin w/ another chick.  Susan belts this song like Etta James and Aretha put together.  Incredible power.  Mike Mattison and Nigel Hall on background vocals turn this into a hard core blues explosion.  I laughed, I danced, I stood and just watched her.  I need the lyrics to this song.  Loved it.  Good lord almighty. Check the video below.

Photo by: Ross McKillop

During Nobody’s Free, Derek literally destroys his guitar.  3 strings, gone.  He keeps playing though, odd sounds bouncing around, the band keeps up with him… kinda.  Finally Derek just goes off and hits those strings in “Trucks’ Time” and phewwww.  Susan says, “I don’t know how he did that with 3 strings, or something…. destroy that guitar, honey.”  She’s a great front woman for this band.  Look Around was another highlight, Derek shredding, Susan wailing, Oteil getting really low with his bass, a great blues song.  These guys are a great blues band, but then they go funky with Serve it Up. Insane keyboard playing by Kofi Burbridge, jammin out with the great beats from the drummers and his brother Oteil, then Derek goes off, whooo boy.  Hot stuff.

At one point in I’d Rather be Blind, Crippled and Crazy, I believe the mountain went silent.  I’ve been at DTB shows where the audience literally goes silent before, and it happened during this song.  I love that stuff.  Warren joins the stage and sings with Susan on Comin’ Home, the whole stage, the whole mountain… bounces.  Into Drums.  Yeah, Derek’s little brother Duane can play is an understatement.  Tyler Greenwell is a force to be reckoned with as well  They end the 90 minute set with Joe Cocker’s Space Captain. And I floated away…

Set Break: I had lost my posse during Derek and Susan, and I was on a mission afterwards to make sure I had a beer for Mule.  As I settled into our homebase near the Karma Wash I see one of my buddies from Boston just standing there.  Alone.  I ended up hanging with him the rest of the set and enjoyed every moment of it.  I also found my long lost cousin whom I only happen to see at shows.  Fellow music lovers unite!

Mule: Did I gush about Mule in Day 1 enough?  No.  No, I did not.  3 hours of Mule.   Mostly crazy cover set with incredible special guests sitting in.  Derek Trucks, Eric Krazno, Matisyahu, Kofi Burbridge, Sam Kininger, Ryan Zoidis, Jackie Greene.  Uh huh.

Woodstock, played near Woodstock.  Yep, it felt right.  Broke down on the Brazos ROCKED. That song gets better and better every time I hear it.  Sad & Deep as You with Kofi.  This rendition was not quite as drippingly sad as it was at Wanee, and yet was so

photo by: Ross McKillop

beautiful.  Kofi’s flute makes it all that more tender, he makes the flute flutter… damn. Flute + Mule = Sweetness.  Kind of Bird with Derek.  They shredded guitars in pure Allman Brothers style.  Fast, loud, yes please. Blind Man in the Dark, I love this song because of its slow rolling nature to crazy riff endings.  The Mule was on fire.

photo by: Ross McKillop

The Joker what? really?  Yeah, Steve Miller with a reggae beat.  Warren began the sway, singing as he told us that we were going back to Jamaica. Matisyahu comes out and taunts the crowd with this one, schooling us for what was to come with his Day 3 set.  I laughed my butt off as I shook my hips and tried to bounce on the mountain.  10 something pm on a sloped hill, 2 days into a festival, yes, this takes skill by this point.  Zeppelin’s D’yer Maker – no need for words, just amazing.  Rockin’ in the Free World, Neil Young cover.  If you know anything about me, you know my love of Neil so, you could imagine my happiness.  Hendrix’s Machine Gun rocked me away, total instrumental guitar insanity riffs holy hell.

photo by: Ross McKillop

These guys were relaxed, enjoying themselves, and the Mountain once again was bouncing and swaying then we went back to Rockin’.  Um, wow, a 15 minute Rockin with Machine Gun thrown in there.  Amazing.  Warren says “ohhh, it’s about to go down.”  And Eric Krasno comes out with the Lettuce Horns for the Stones’ The Spider and the Fly.  Sam Kininger and Ryan Zoidis show us how they throw down those saxophones while Krasno decides to shred his guitar up there with Warren.  “my, my, my, don’t ya tell lies…”  yeahhhh…. beautiful.

photo by: Ross McKillop

Things get fuzzy by this point – Jackie Greene comes up and plays 2 songs and then for encore Mule throws out Pearl Jam’s Black. The posse had come back to the Karma Wash by this point and we all raged to the Pearl Mule Jam that was going down. Aerosmith’s Train Kept A Rollin’ kept us rollin’ on.  Yeah.  MULE.  See ya next year, on the mountain.

Lettuce/DSO (late night set) I have to admit, Mule blew my face off my head so I have no set list.  I have nothing except the Lettuce was crisp, and by the end of late night, about 2 hours later, the Lettuce was Shredded.  God these guys were so damn hot, the place was packed, I was dancing, laughing, my buddies were all around me, the posse went up right to the front and I stayed back.  I needed my space to groove.  And then I went into music schizophrenia mode because I really wanted to see a bit of Dark Star Orchestra.

I ran up the mountain to hear Goin Down The Road Feelin Bad. Then I ran back for Lettuce, looked for my friends-couldn’t find them, closed my eyes and shook my ass to the rage that was Lettuce.  Gosh, it was going DOWN in the Colonel’s Hall.  I must have ran back up the hill to catch DSO again, because the notes say I was there for The Eleven>Shakedown Street>Tangled Up In Blue.  I guess I couldn’t leave DSO while they were playing Dylan.

Evening into Morning: As I said, it gets very fuzzy around this time.  I do know I ended back down at the Hall because I ended up with the posse, walking back to the campsite, and then hanging out in one of the VIP tents on the mountain until the sun came up.  It was nice in that VIP tent, they had couches to relax on.  And we were hanging with the Karma Wash Crew. It is nice to make sure your Karma is clean, and it is nice to have people to clean it for you. As the Tiny Rager and I walked back to the house it started to rain.  Which was fine.  We had beds, which were waiting for us all warm and dry.  I slept like a baby for about 5 hours.

Ed note:  I am grateful that Ross McKillop let me use his pictures, instead of my grainy whacked out photos.  He reminded me to shout out to two great photographers who have incredible photos and prints, and capture the most amazing musical moments:  Dino Perrucci and Allison Murphy.  Check ’em out, check their work, and pay respects. Thanks Ross!

Mountain Jam VI, Day 1 – Friday, June 4

Pre-festie: Going to a festival without a car is like going fishing without a fishing pole.  It’s weird, a bit offputting and I had a lot of bags to schlep.  After a subway trip out to the last stop in the Bronx, my girl and I were picked up by our buddies and we were off.  Goin’ to the Country was playing in my head, very apropos since Hunter Mountain is very close to Woodstock, NY, and I always associate Country Joe with Woodstock.  I spent time up in “Upstate NY” as a child – so, this was like going home, very familiar terrority…with the tribe.  Wow, I love Mountain Jam.

Showtime:  Dr. Dog canceled at the last moment so there was a shifting in schedule.  Toots and the Maytals were playing Friday, and a second set of Lettuce was to follow on Saturday.  Not so bad, except I missed Toots.  And Trombone Shorty & Orleans Avenue and Grace Potter & The Nocturnals. A real bummer.  However, after all was said and done, I made it to The Avett Brothers, Gov’t Mule and Les Claypool/The New Mastersounds madness.

Mule: Oh I love me some Mule.  Love Warren, his talent, the shredding, the band, Jorgen Carlsson on bass makes Mule even that hotter.  With Matt Abts on drums and Danny Louis on keys…. well, the whole band just rocks.  I realized that the reasons that people may not like Gov’t Mule (“It’s very heavy.”  “too hard”) are exactly the reasons I love Gov’t Mule.  To me, you can never be too heavy, too hard – fast guitars, wailing keys, a heavy beat bringing the noise tumbling down through your body and your brains?  Yeah.  That’s Mule, and that’s why I love them.  Outfrikkinrageous.

First Set: Raging.  Dead on raging.  I stomped my feet on the mountain, I shook my head side to side, eyes closed, shook my behind so hard and kept my balance on the slope of the mountain.  Yes.  I felt it in my bones.  We had arrived.  Mule was on stage.  The weather was gorgeous.  Bliss.  They ended first set with Thorazine Shuffle.  Whooo damn, it was just first set!  My friends laughed at me and said, “yeah, that’s right girl, this is all you – Mulehead.”  Yeah, well… some things are true.

Second Set: They started with Pink Floyd, the same two songs they played at Wanee (One of these days and Fearless).  Wanee memories crossed into Mountain Jam reality and I laughed out loud.  They broke out some Hendrix w/ The Wind Cries Mary (loving it!) and then Les Claypool joins in on the fun and the banter between Les and Warren go a bit like this: “We’ve been practicing this song for a while… “so don’t F it up Warren.”

As if Warren would do such a thing!!  Next up, Abts goes crazy during the drum solo and brings out timpani sticks and just beats the drums like there’s no tomorrow.  We slide into Wishing Well into Raven Black Night, and I heard a flute up there.  I look up and it is Kofi Burbridge blowin’ on that flute, it sounds like dancing.  Twirling dancers.  Then we fly into a Fleetwood Mac tune Gold Dust Woman with Grace Potter wailing like only Amazing Grace can.  Phew boy, Night 1 has begun!

Set 1: Intro, Stay With Me, New World Blues, World Gone Wild, Time To Confess, The Shape I’m In, Monkey Hill >, Monday Mourning Meltdown, Where Did You Sleep Last Night, Thorazine Shuffle

Set 2: One Of These Days >, Fearless, The Wind Cries Mary, Greasy Granny’s Gopher Gravy (Part 1 & 2) > (w/ Les Claypool), Drums, Wishing Well, Raven Black Night > (w/ Kofi Burbridge), Gold Dust Woman (w/ Grace Potter) Encores: Inside Outside Woman Blues, Any Open Window >, Steppin’ Lightly

Late Night Show:  The New Mastersounds.  Stop right here.  Go to this page and find a show near you.  They are a London based band, heavy funk, heavy soul oh good lord.  Kofi Burbridge showed up again and played a couple of songs, the room rocked.  You could feel it.  These guys rocked me.  Rocked my friends.  Rocked the house.  They could be my new favorite band.  Go see Live Music!!

I experienced the first of my schizophrenic music behavior on Day 1 – running between the Colonel’s Hall with Mastersounds, and running up the mountain for Les Claypool. I had left a very very steamy set going on in the Hall and knew I was going to see Les at Brooklyn Bowl on Tuesday when I get back, but still wanted to get some Les in.  I was trying to figure out what to do, so I finally just stopped and stood on the mountain for a second.  I took it in, felt the Mountain energy, looked up at the stage and listened to the deep bass plucking from Mr. Claypool.  Ahhh.   Then I bolted down back to The Mastersounds.  I heard I wasn’t the only one with schizophrenic music behavior that evening.

Stay tuned for Mountain Jam- Day 2.