TICKETS TORN IN HALF July 19 1974: LINDA RONSTADT/ MARTIN MULL,Wollman Rink, Central Park, NY

TICKETS TORN IN HALF July 19 1974: LINDA RONSTADT/ MARTIN MULL @ Wollman Rink,NYC, Tonight was a beautiful voice and a very funny man. Mull performed his songs and schtick while seated on a couch with a lamp beside it. Ms. Ronstadt was as wonderful and as beautiful as last time out but this tour ( Heart Like A Wheel ) she had a different set of musicians (ANDREW GOLD) backing her as her previous band became THE EAGLES.

(approx set list)

1. Colorado

2. That’ll Be the Day

3. Love Has No Pride

4. Silver Threads and Golden Needles

5. I Fall to Pieces

6. Willin’

7. Desperado

8. When Will I Be Loved

9. I Can’t Help It (If I’m Still in Love with You)

10. Band Introductions

11. Long, Long Time

12. You’re No Good

13. Heart Like a Wheel

TICKETS TORN IN HALF: CREEDENCE CLEARWATER REVIVAL with TERRY REID and AUM, July 19, 1969 at FILLMORE EAST. 

With my kid brother, a fan of Creedence at my side, I was there to see the undercard,Terry Reid, having loved both of his two albums. San Francisco’s AUM opened the show and closed their set with GOD IS BACK IN TOWN, a song which was getting some air play at the time. Terry Reid hit the stage announcing that his favorite Les Paul guitar was stolen the previous night and he begged for its return. Despite not having his trustworthy axe, Terry had the place on its feet by sets end. Then the hit makers CCR rocked the house. Dressed like rich hippies with flannel shirts, jeans and boots, these swamp rockers closed it all out with a 20 minute version of  “KEEP ON CHOOGLIN”. Even with my limited experience I knew this band would not be playing for the East Village hippies much longer. Bigger pay days in shittier, larger halls would be their destiny..

 

Set List (CCR)

BORN ON THE BAYOU

GREEN RIVER

NINETY-NINE AND A HALF(WON’T DO)

BOOTLEG
COMMOTION

BAD MOON RISIN
PROUD MARY

I PUT A SPELL ON YOU

NIGHT TIME IS THE RIGHT TIME

KEEP ON CHOOGLIN’

(ENCORE) SUZIE Q

The very next night after CCR my girlfriend had invited two friends over to her house and with me, we four sat in her mother’s bedroom to watch the APOLLO 11 moon landing on television. Amazing, the SPACE RACE is finally settled.

Having dug Terry Reid so much at The Fillmore the weekend before we traveled to the Action House in Island Park, not far from my home, to see him again. While in a less than capacity house Terry was off to the side of the stage prior to his set when I engaged him in a conversation and found him to be just a delightful person, one appreciative of the crowd coming out to see him and he made me feel comfortable when I introduced myself to him. I must say I was a bit apprehensive but I needed to know and  NO he did not get his Les Paul returned.  His set that night was much longer than Fillmore’s and just as tasty.

It was about this time that the verdict came down convicting MUHAMMAD ALI, aka Cassius Clay, aka World’s Heavyweight Boxing Champ (stripped of his title), a Conscientious Objector, of draft evasion. AND Senator Ted Kennedy pleads guilty to leaving the scene of an accident, CHAPPAQUIDDICK, where his aide MARY JO KOPECHNE drowned. Teddy received a “two month SUSPENDED sentence”. Ali is convicted but Ted pleas….HMMMMM

ROCK’S IN MY HEAD: CHAPTER 21: Open My Eyes

ROCK’S IN MY HEAD: CHAPTER 21: Open My Eyes

AUGUST 30: OPEN MY EYES

Just finishing out the summer job at the bank on Wall Street with a raise after two weeks to 95 bucks a week, all of 16 years of age I was ready for the big stage. We ventured out from Suburbia, AKA The Sticks, on the LongIslandRailRoad to Jamaica Station and then a subway took us into the heart of Queens, New York to see what was and probably still is the Greatest AMERICAN Rock band. This band did it all, they wrote, produced, played their own instruments and sang like a church choir…THE RASCALS.

The Rascals, Nazz, The Vagrants, Eire Apparent at the  Singer Bowl  (8/30/68)

It was a beautiful evening for an outdoor concert. With clear skies, the train ride was uneventful, and the crowd enthusiastic, me being one of them.

Eire Apparent, a band produced by Jimi Hendrix (they said it at least twice during their 25 minutes of fame, was in hindsight, about as good as we got at Hullabaloo. Nothing too shabby, just okay. NAZZ was next up. The drummer was superb, the singer and bass players were pretty good. Yet there was something quirky and eye catching about the guitarist. Windmills, neck bending, string slapping, a bit theatrical but too cool to describe. Not having seen anything like this before this Todd Rundgren guy caught my musical attention at that moment and would have my attention for many moons to come. Local favorites (boys from Forest Hills) the band I witnessed many times at Hullabaloo, The Vagrants, hit the stage with a set of their own tunes doing an extended version of a Stones tune (Satisfaction) and finished with RESPECT. Pretty nicely done on a big stage, a completely different Vagrants then I was use to seeing at Hullbaloo. The stars of the show, the band I was dying to see,The Rascals,were tremendous. The applause was deafening at their introduction, after each tune, and at the end of their hit filled set. Hit after hit after hit after hit. Solos, musicianship, vocals, all clear, clean and crisp. It was heavenly. I was hooked, I needed more.

See you next time….Chapter 22:UP AGAINST THE WALL. Comments? jazzbus@gmail.com

TICKETS TORN IN HALF July 17,1970: NY POP FESTIVAL @RANDALLS ISLAND

TICKETS TORN IN HALF July 17,1970: NY POP FESTIVAL @RANDALLS ISLAND

JULY 17: NY POP FESTIVAL @ RANDALL’S ISLAND The promoters of this event, as crooked as they were, thought they could recreate the Woodstock festival on Randall’s Island, an island in the middle of the East River. Many of the “scheduled” acts did NOT show up and the local radical groups made the atmosphere worse by encouraging gate crashing. One saving grace about this weekend was that at least there wasn’t any mud like Woodstock but this was a disaster nonetheless. Delaney Bonnie and Friends did not show, No Richie Havens, no Ravi Shankar (Thank goodness) and the band I was anticipating, one of the head liners for Saturday night, TONY WILLIAMS LIFETIME WITH MILES DAVIS AND ERIC CLAPTON was nowhere to be found, actually the band did not exist, shows you how crooked these promoters were. Joe Cocker cancelled but Sly and The Family Stone was to be his replacement. Sly, as usual was late, so late that the crowd would still be waiting.They didn’t show either. That was a sham and a scam. The bands that did show played quick, mostly uninspiring sets, knowing they were NOT getting the promised big paydays or paid at all. Many bands felt a kinship to the audience which got angrier at every announcement canceling the next act. It was getting real nasty fast.  Grand Funk played a few recognizable tunes then a drum solo which seemed to last for days. John Sebastian was well….John Sebastian. Cactus showed some promise, Ten Years After (yes again) did their usual set, and the NY Rock ENSEMBLE closed out the evening.  Bottles were thrown at the stage, a garbage can set afire, etc, etc. We were supposed to camp out with our group of friends but heeded the warning in the crowd to GET OUT, so home we all went.

NOTE: My remaining ticket, the Jimi Hendrix night, was sold on eBay years later for $250.00 cash.

TICKETS TORN IN HALF July16 1971: The BYRDS

TICKETS TORN IN HALF July16 1971: The BYRDS@ Wollman Rink in Central Park (outside) aka “a date gone bad”. Amazingly I found one of the only girls, my age, in my town who never attended a concert. That needed to change. Bad idea? Never being one not to get tickets, even last minute at the door, I found myself scrambling, to no avail. So we sat on the hillside “listening” to THE BYRDS. Technically, she still didn’t “see” a concert. I would need for that to change, eventually.

ROCK’S IN MY HEAD: CHAPTER 20: 1968-BE INS, TEACH INS, and ASSASSINATIONS

ROCK’S IN MY HEAD: CHAPTER 20:1968-BE INS, TEACH INS, and ASSASSINATIONS

1968 polarized me. The news, not only in print but on TV and radio, had vivid news footage with reporting from the field of the Vietnam Conflict. Gun shots could be heard while the reports were being taped. The newspapers and magazines did not concentrate solely on the war abroad but also on the conflict developing on the home front, particularly the protests against the war occurring in every major city. The Anti-War movement was big news. Campus sit-ins, teach-ins, black arm bands, fist salutes, you know “the long hairs versus the hard hats”the hard hats being the ones who despised most protesters as being ANTI-AMERICAN.

“You faggots, you commies, you pussies, you… whatever”… shouted out in the streets. The news, the War, the demonstrations, the politics, the dynamics, I was absorbed with this which finally led to the proverbial, mostly unpleasant, verbal exchange during dinner with my WorldWar 2 Naval Veteran father. He who did NOT understand my opposition to our involvement in the conflict and he actually thought I was too young to understand, which pissed me off to no end. I was not too young, and I understood more than he wanted me to and probably more than he understood. I was 16, only two years away from the draft.

North Vietnam and the Viet Cong troops launched the TET OFFENSIVE  on The Lunar New Year, late January striking villages and towns throughout South Vietnam. More and more I began to understand whom we were fighting. My dad did not see it as I did, he did not understand that the North Vietnam Army and The Viet Cong were NOT the same army but rather two separate armies which coordinated this event. There was a huge difference between guerrilla warfare of the Viet Cong and uniformed soldiers of the NVA, both whom we were fighting. Dad fought in WWII and questioned my anti-war stance. Why should we not fight these Commies, North Vietnamese? I told him I did not want to die in a rice paddy killed by an enemy whom I could not identify.

The My Lai Massacre occurred  March 16 but was not news until later that autumn, somehow it never made the news when it occurred but when it did, WOW. The My Lai Massacre was a mass execution of between 347 and 504 unarmed civilians of South Vietnam; men, women, children and infants killed by U.S. Army soldiers under the leadership of Lieutenant William Calley, Jr. These soldiers, our soldiers, did not hold back, showing no remorse. Women were gang-raped, bodies mutilated. Twenty six soldiers were charged with criminal offenses but only Lt. Calley was convicted. He himself had killed 22 villagers and was given a life sentence. It was a short life in the slammer as he served only 3 1/2 years under HOUSE ARREST and then released.

My alarm clock was set to my favorite FM radio station which usually woke me up most morning, sometimes I needed an extra nudge but usually just the radio . One morning in April  I was awaken to the news that Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr , the Nobel Prize winner, was killed. I was a bit depressed, how could any man kill another human. I was confused. This assassination made no sense, Dr. King was a Man of The Cloth, a Man of Peace. Somehow my parents didn’t get upset like I did, not that they were racists, but….

Then the morning the news that Robert Kennedy was assassinated. Those two in rapid succession affected me tremendously.  Kennedy was at least a white Catholic so I saw a few tears shed at our dinner table.

LBJ signs the Civil Rights Act of 1968, USSR invades Czechoslovakia, and LBJ ends the “Rollin Thunder” bombing of North Vietnam. He also announces he will “not seek” another term for President. The BLACK POWER salute is seen during the Summer Olympics in Mexico, viewed throughout America  and the world in “living color”.

Students overtake Columbia University (thanks Mark Rudd, Dad will never let me go there now), Apollo 8 orbits the moon, and The Beatles release THE BEATLES aka as the White Album. And what was I doing?

I was listening to the Small Faces OGDEN’S NUT GONE FLAKE and SUPER SESSION.

A blurb written in Howard Smith’s SCENES in the Village Voice (February 17) addressed a Janis Joplin performance at The Anderson Theatre. Wherever The Anderson was to this Long Island boy, it could have been on Mars. I remember being amazed at how Smith described the show. This Big Brother and The Holding Company gig, with B.B. King on the bill,was meant to be a “coming out” party, NY style for the recently (8 months ago) herald band’s performance at Monterey. Smith compared Joplin to Bessie Smith (whom I never heard at that point in time), Areatha Franklin, and James Brown.  Janis, is a white girl. Hmmmm, this had to be good.

At this point in time besides the VOICE with it’s legendary Howard Smith (SCENES) and Richard Goldstein’s POP EYE column, I read CRAWDADDY , RAMPARTS, ROLLING STONE (newspaper format)and EYE magazine along with the weekly hit paraders that the local stations produced, GO(WMCA), etc. I vividly remember THE MOTHERS OF INVENTION ads run that summer in THE VOICE for their Garrick Theater performances. Also, the first Rolling Stone magazine with John Lennon gracing the cover and pictures from Monterey Pop. However, the risk of bringing home or to work a copy of THE EAST VILLAGE OTHER (EVO) was always a challenge. I only consider reading the EVO in the sanctity of my own room as some folks in my home, or anywhere in fact would deem even the comics a bit obscene. Mom would have freaked. I loved it.

But I digress, let’s go back a few months to when FILLMORE EAST opens. The  Village Voice, last week of February 1968, announced a show featuring Big Brother and The Holding Company, Tim Buckley, and Albert King at a place called Fillmore East. I needed to find out where that was. Then a friend at school brought in a program from Fillmore East for a DOORS show he had seen there. Now, I definitely need to go.

See you next time….Chapter 21:Can’t See A Thing Til’ You Open My Eyes . Comments? jazzbus@gmail.com

TICKETS TORN IN HALF

TICKETS TORN IN HALF July 14, 1974 ALLMAN BROTHERS BAND@ Nassau COLISEUM- In my opinion not really a good time musically for the ABB but they are a huge draw and the crowd goes nuts with each tune. It will be awhile before I see them again, if I ever do.(But I do).

TICKETS TORN IN HALF July 14, 1984: SIOUXSIE & THE BANSHEES @ Beacon “Hyaena Tour”. This really was a trip as I did not know what to expect and was amazed at how good they were. Opened with DAZZLE, played CHRISTINE, ARABIAN KNIGHTS and encored with HELTER SKELTER.

TICKETS TORN IN HALF July 14, 2005:LUCINDA WILLIAMS @ Beacon. w/ ELVIS COSTELLO I gave my friend a copy of “Car Wheels On A Gravel Road” and he was hooked. “We”, he said, needed to see LUCINDA WILLIAMS, so here we are in the BEACON, loge of course, very near to my ABB seats.

She opens with “Ventura” and slowly has the band come out to join her…and later ELVIS COSTELLO joins the festivities.

VENTURA

FRUITS OF MY LABOR

HOW TO LIVE

DRUNKEN ANGEL

CAR WHEELS ON A GRAVEL ROAD

I LOST IT

REAL LOVE

WHAT IF

OUT OF TOUCH

RIGHTEOUSLY

CHANGED THE LOCKS w/ Elvis Costello(guitar/vocals)

COME ON

ESSENCE

REAL LIVE BLEEDING FINGERS

KNOWING

JAIL HOUSE TEARS w/ Elvis Costello (guitar/vocals)

TICKETS TORN IN HALF: July 13,1972 The ALLMAN BROTHERS BAND @ Gaelic Park w/ a Jam featuring Jerry Garcia and Bob Weir

TICKETS TORN IN HALF: July 13,1972 The ALLMAN BROTHERS BAND @ Gaelic Park w/ a Jam featuring Jerry Garcia and Bob Weir/ Captain Beyond opened.My obsession with the ABB continued, and this was a strange show as DUANE was gone and with him went some of the spirit of the band. But the music continued and tonight’s bonus was an extended jam with Garcia and Weir. I had to wade through the crowd having gotten there late due to the horrendous traffic in the Bronx and then I couldn’t find my group of friends anywhere, so I stood in the back of the open-air field alone. Note: Show ended early due to local curfew?

Pictures are not from that night.

TICKETS TORN IN HALF JULY13, 1974: ERIC CLAPTON/ ROSS @ MSG (TODD RUNDGREN on encore)

Clapton 74 MSG

TICKETS TORN IN HALF JULY13, 1974: ERIC CLAPTON/ ROSS @ MSG (TODD RUNDGREN on encore) ERIC Clapton in recovery from a 3 year heroin addiction offers a new lp (released that week) and a single I SHOT THE SHERIFF which had some airplay. Most of the audience was again (as with BLIND FAITH) unfamiliar with his “newer” stuff so this could be scary. His new band included bassist Carl Radle from THE DOMINOS, DB& F, Dick Sims -keys and Jamie Oldaker-drums friends of Radle’s from TULSA COUNTRY CONNECTION with George Terry an unknown on guitar, and YVONNE ELLIMAN from the cast of JESUS CHRIST SUPERSTAR added to enrich the vocals. They opened with EASY NOW from Clapton’s solo piece of 1970, followed by LET IT GROW, CAN’T FIND MY WASY HOME, LET IT RAIN, KEY TO THE HIGHWAY, BADGE, LITTLE WING, before hitting a new tune MAINLINE FLORIDA. Then they offered TELL THE TRUTH,BLUES POWER,HAVE YOU EVER LOVED A WOMAN,LITTLE QUEENIE, WILLIE AND THE HAND JIVE, GET READY, CROSSROADS, LAYLA, and PRESENCE OF THE LORD. Whew, it was good to have him back.

Note on ERIC CLAPTON: My first recollection of the guitarist ERIC CLAPTON occurred when I was about 14 (circa 1966) after he left THE YARDBIRDS. In one magazine or another I read about this guitarist nicknamed GOD who left the YARDBIRDS to join JOHN MAYALL, a name I never heard. I knew of THE YARDBIRDS from some singles and TV appearances. So I sought out this CLAPTON guy, even bought the BLUESBREAKERS “Beano” album and later found FIVE LIVE YARDBIRDS. The BLUESBREAKERS was not my cup of tea at that moment but the LIVE thing was. Then CREAM arrives with me picking up ANYONE FOR TENNIS (45) but not the first lp. DISRAELI GEARS hits the charts and its on my turntable constantly, followed by WHEELS OF FIRE. This guy is good.