Jesus 'N G-Love

I'd previously never heard of Kevin Kinney-but apparently the guy is no stranger to this event. Needless to say-I was not quite ready for neo-Christian musings delivered in Guthrie-esque fashion..but this is what we got with Kevin Kinney, and the whole room was better for it. His lone song, "My Jesus", was basicly a reminder that the famous handy-man from Galilee has more in common with long haired hippies, than he does with Bible-thumping moralists. While I've always believed this to be true as well-I had never seen it articulated in a concert setting. It was rather uplifting really-even if it did throw us for a loop.

The Consumate Professional

Playing with the Grateful Dead, achieving Top 40 success, and all points in between- Bruce Hornsby has always seemed to be the definition of a professional performer. Great music without a hint of pretension. I must admit that I really was hoping for a Dead tune, but it wasn't happening tonight. It was quite alright though. 'Long Valley Road' really through me for a loop as it was severely re-arranged. It really sounded nothing like the original, but the familiar lyrics came out of nowhere. The medley of 'Fortunate Son' to 'Comfortable Numb' was truly epic. Never really pegged Bruce as one to be able to capture the 'bigness' of that tune, but he sure did. When Jackson Browne came back on stage and tried to deny Bruce the fact that he wrote "End of the Innocence", Hornsby was a gentleman and took it in stride. As Bruce and the band eased into 'Cadillac's Rainbow' to close the set, I thought for sure that it was 'Franklin's Tower'-it totally sounded like the intro. Upon further review-it sounded much like the studio version of 'Cadillac's Rainbow'-so it wasn't a cruel tease...but it does suggest that Bruce may have done some borrowing when writing the song. Whatever the case-we were in no mood to quibble-just to get down, and the set closer wrapped up a very well executed set by the 'other' Chairman of the Boards.

Jackson Browne Can't Get Down

It would have been nice-after Stockholm Syndrome-if the next act would have seen fit to keep the party rocking. Instead, we got a sobering dose of Jackson Browne-who in lieu of his act-earned himself the "Buzzkiller of the Year" award in my humble opinion. I really like the guy, I grew up listening to my parents' JB albums-but at the Xmas Jam we heard nary a classic tune.

Instead he did a series of somber anti-war songs. Look, I'm against this war just as much as the next guy, but when I come to the show-I want to see a show. Maybe it's the escapist in me, but at a celebration such as Xmas Jam, I'd rather not be reminded of the sad state of affairs in the world today. Upon further conversation, our group concluded that Jackson Brown seems like a guy who "Couldn't get laid if he had $100 bills falling out of his pockets." Perhaps this is true-and perhaps this accounts for his rather uptight attitude. I know that JB is a concerned American, but on this night, he seemed to just take things-including himself-much too seriously.


He tried to loosen things up a bit as he introduced a rather striking young lady (can't seem to recall her name) in tight jeans to the stage as a backup vocalist. This provided us with further eye-candy, but did little to improve the set's dour tone. In what was one of the keenest observations of the night-my compadre Spauldazzio said it best:

"Hot Ass Nonwithstanding-We'd Really Like to See Some Jams"

In all fairness though-Browne's version of Dylan's 'Desolation Row' was a real treat. Dylan's imagery cannot be beat (especially that song), and it is very well-suited to Browne's sonorous voice. Also, the set closer of "Patriot" was very good. That has long been one of my favorite latter-day JB tunes, and fit the tone of the set very well-even if that tone was not what we were looking for.

The Greatest Band Ever

"Blowing One's Dome" is a phrase that's tossed around quite lot these days. But make no mistakes-even in their brief four song set, Stockholm Syndrome did just that. It had been quite a while since I'd been this close to the stage for any show-much less the musical onslaught that we witnessed last Saturday night. I've never been an ardent WSP fan, but the thing I've always liked most about them are those driving bass-laden grooves, with the guitar to back it up. With Schools on bass, and Jerry Joseph on guitar, these guys most definitely had that. It only took a minute to realize that we were now into the meat of the show. It's truly hard to identify what these guys sound like, but the best bands are the hardest to classify. Suffice it to say that they seemed to have elements of WSP, Phish, and Little Feat. Really what they brought though, was pure dome-crushing energy. Granted-this was the first high-octane sampling of the evening. You could ride the same roller coaster a dozen times in a day, and that 1st hill will never be as intense as the morning's first ride. Still-these guys tore it up. Honestly, one of our only complaints of the evening was that they made SS stop playing at all. We would have done well to see them on the stage for a few more hours. Their set closed with a triumphant rendition of Climax Blues Band's "Couldn't Get It Right." I had never heard this song before-nor did I know it to be a cover. Familiarity with the material was no requisite for appreciation though. In fact, it's sometimes nice to be totally ignorant of a band's repertior-it definitely lowers your 'dork index' and helps you stay in the moment. All kidding aside though-every act of the evening was very good, but Stockholm Syndrome truly brought the noise. I would seriously do yourself a favor and check these guys out.

Long Cool Woman

Before this evening, I was not too familiar with Grace Potter and the Nocturnals . I'd heard nothing but good reviews, and I tend to enjoy bands from Vermont. Still-this was my first taste of them. I must say that I was impressed. Can't really compare them to anyone-but they have a bluesy-rootsy feel to them that was very nice. It is also very cool to see a band fronted by a gorgeous woman who can truly wail. There are few things sexier than a girl who can play multiple instruments and also work her vocal chords. Her white boots seem to have a high approval rating among the male age 15-65 demographic..but those boots would be useless without that set of world class gams. Their set really got things going in the musical sense-but it's nice to let the guys have some eye candy for a change. Bernie Worrell put in some great work on the keys throughout the evening, and surely deserved the photo op with Ms. Potter. Really though-there are more reasons to see this band besides Grace's wardrobe. These guys are the real deal.

Initial Rumblings

We weren't really sure what to expect in terms of who would play when-or how Warren had planned to kick this thing off. It started pretty mellow with Warren, Hornsby-and a backing choir opening with 'Soulshine'.

This is arguably Warren's signature song, and was a fitting way to start the evening. In the bathroom there was some jubilation among fans that we got this tune as an opener-and not as the closer. It was pretty sweet to see it performed with a choir-although it would have been nice to see the choir bust out into some more rockin' gospel tunes. Still, the somewhat slow start was a reminder that we had quite a long night ahead of us, and that the most bombastic was yet to come.

7 Hours of Goodness

This past weekend, 'Team Christmas Fun' was born-in no small part due to Warren Haynes's Christmas Jam in Asheville, NC. It was six of us total-two other couples along with me and my wife. We were the noobs. We had never been to Warren's event, but the event came with the highest recommendations. So we rented a minivan and headed South on Friday night. Suffice it to say-the ancillary elements of the weekend were fantastic.

On Saturday afternoon, we played the very cool Richmond Hill Disc Golf Course , and hoisted a few cold ones at one of the many local purveyors of very good beers. For our purposes though-Ill try to stick to the show itself. It was-after all-quite a good deal of music. It clocked in at about 7 hours all told-and believe me-it was well worth the price of admission.