Showing posts with label little feat. Show all posts
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Monday, 3 February 2020

Little Feat at The Warner Bros Music Show - 1975

I've been thinking of writing about the 1975 Warner Bros Music Show for a while.

Now would seem to be the ideal time, because I've just discovered a recording of the legendary concert at London's Rainbow Theatre, when Little Feat stole the show from headliners The Doobie Brothers.

For once, the legend doesn't lie; they really did blow the headliners off the stage!

To begin at the beginning, this sampler album (59p, how could I refuse?) pointed the way for me, in terms of new musical discoveries in 1975.

The back cover of the sampler
The Warner Bros Music Show was released to coincide with a European tour of the same name in January 1975. Each band - The Doobie Brothers, Graham Central Station, Little Feat, Montrose and Tower of Power - were given two tracks on the promo album. As a result of hearing this sampler I bought records by all of them. So well done Warners, you got me!

The 1975 tour included dates in Germany, France and the Netherlands, plus shows at the Free Trade Hall in Manchester and London's Rainbow Theatre.

On the last day of the UK tour, Sunday 19th January, two shows were scheduled. The afternoon show had The Doobie Brothers as the headline act, supported by Little Feat. In the evening, the support act was Graham Central Station.

History doesn't record how GCS fared, but Little Feat's exploits have become truly the stuff of legend.

Clearly, Little Feat were not unknown, because from the recording it's obvious the audience was in a state of deep excitement from the word go.
Appearing on the BBC's 'Old Grey Whistle Test' show, 1974
Their music had snuck into the UK through various means. I can remember hearing DJ Nicky Horne play Willin' and Dixie Chicken on his Capital Radio program, 'Your Mother Wouldn't Like It'.

The band were already a favourite of hipster music journalists and fellow musicians, including the Rolling Stones. Mick and Keith were at the Rainbow shows, as was Rod Stewart.

Little Feat's set from this time will be familiar to anyone who has heard the various bootlegs from their mid-70s concerts, such as Electrif Lycanthrope. Indeed, it was on the strength of that particular bootleg album that Little Feat's reputation had grown in the UK at this time.

The show started with a shout-out to Robert Palmer on his birthday. Lowell George had played on Palmer's first solo album, Sneakin' Sally Thru The Alley, alongside The Meters. And Palmer used Little Feat as his backing band on albums two and three (Pressure Drop and Some People Can Do What They Like).

George would often tell little stories between songs and for this gig he repeated the story, heard on one of the bootlegs, about meeting his hero, Howlin' Wolf.

Davey Johnstone & Elton John meet Lowell George backstage
It involved George asking Wolf to play a guitar he'd just bought. Wolf told him to fuck off.

As Little Feat's show drew to a climax with Tripe Face Boogie, the audience acclaim was unrelenting. Remember, this was the support band, you're not supposed to get this kind of adulation and show up the headliners.

Skunk plays the steely guitar
Called back for their usual encore of Willin' they enlisted Jeff 'Skunk' Baxter from the Doobie Brothers (and formerly Steely Dan) to play pedal steel guitar on the solo. As far as I know, this is the only time Skunk ever played with Little Feat.

Mick, Keith and Rod meet the Doobie Brothers backstage
And finishing with Teenage Nervous Breakdown, the crowd would not let them go. The stage announcer tried to tell the audience they were running to a tight schedule and there was no time for a second encore. The crowd went crazy - Boo! More!!

So the Feat came back on stage and played Wait Til The Shit Hits The Fan.

And that's the story of how Little Feat blew the Doobies off the stage at the Rainbow. It's all true folks...

Hear it for yourself here, with grateful thanks to PMH5001 for taping it on his Philips cassette recorder back in the day, digging it out recently and posting it on youtube last month.
On tour, Larry Graham jamming with the Doobie Brothers

His memory of the show is "It was hard on the Doobies (who were actually pretty good) being completely upstaged by Little Feat. 

"I turned off the machine after a few seconds of Black Water, quite a few of the audience walked out at that point. After about three numbers the Doobies stopped, invited another round of applause for Little Feat and started again."

Here's the track listing for Little Feat's performance:

00:00:00 Intro/Dedication to Robert Palmer (birthday) and Howlin' Wolf
00:01:41 Apolitical Blues
00:05:17 Two Trains
00:09:54 Walkin' All Night
00:14:22 On Your Way Down
00:21:12 Spanish Moon
00:30:42 Fat Man In The Bathtub
00:36:33 Sailin' Shoes
00:41:13 Rock And Roll Doctor
00:45:16 Oh Atlanta
00:49:23 Cold, Cold, Cold
00:54:10 Dixie Chicken
01:01:54 Tripe Face Boogie
01:05:59 Bag Of Reds
01:07:01 Tripe Face Boogie
01:09:01 (Encore Applause)
01:10:49 Willin'
01:15:21 Teenage Nervous Breakdown
01:19:00 (Encore Applause)
01:22:24 The Fan
01:28:51 Intro Doobie Brothers
01:29:08 Black Water (The Doobie Brothers)

Footage of the Warner Bros tour is rare indeed, but there are a couple of very rough clips from the Paris show by Little Feat, playing Tripe Face Boogie and Willin'.

Tripe Face Boogie, live in Paris, January '75

About five years after buying the Warner Bros Music Show, I was working on Fleet Street in London. The record shop across the road from my office still had several copies of the album on sale. So I bought another one. I kept it in mint condition for years and continued to pay the first one to death. When I began playing vinyl again in this century, I put the mint album on the deck and it was just like being thrown back in time. What an amazing collection. I only wish I'd known about the tour sooner, I was too late onto that one.

Nonetheless, I got a musical education for just 59p.

Willin', live in Paris, January '75

Here's a compilation of footage of the bands from the Warner Bros Music Show tour, put together for an Old Grey Whistle Test Special in 1975.
Musicians and crew on the Warner Bros tour

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See also on this blog:
When Lowell George Was The Future Of Rock n Roll

The Who 'Put The Boot In' at Charlton FC, 1976

A tribute to Paul Barrere

2-Tone and possibly my best gig ever

Queen's 1976 Free Concert in Hyde Park

Memories of the Reading Festival, 1975

Five Days of High Drama at the Isle of Wight, 1970

From Pinner to LA - Elton's Big Breakthrough, 1970

My Woodstock 50th Anniversary Diary

A Wizard, A True Star - my all-time favourite album

Blonde On Blonde - Bob Dylan's Artistic Peak in the 1960s

 Joni Mitchell - The Hissing of Summer Lawns

Saturday, 26 October 2019

Tribute to Little Feat's Paul Barrère

"Livin' the life, livin' the life, lovin' everyone"
Sad times for fans of Little Feat as news comes through that guitarist Paul Barrère passed away on Saturday, after a prolonged bout of liver cancer.

Paul was a mainstay of Little Feat from 1973 onwards, when he joined the band in its second incarnation, as they moved away from the folk rock style, to the more funk jazz style of albums like Feats Don't Fail Me Now and The Last Record Album.

As well as being a master guitar player, he was also a good songwriter, contributing several key compositions during Little Feat's classic period, including Skin It Back and All That You Dream. He also co-wrote Feats Don’t Fail Me Now and Romance Dance, among others.

In the band hiatus after Lowell George died in 1979, Paul had various solo band set ups, and penned one of my favourite song titles – If The Phone Don’t Ring (You Know It’s Me).

He kept busy between Little Feat's latter-day touring schedule by playing acoustic live shows with his guitar partner in Little Feat, Fred Tackett.

In 2015, he was diagnosed with liver cancer but managed to continue working while undergoing treatment right until this month, when he cancelled appearances on Little Feat's 50th Anniversary tour. At the time, he wrote:

"Dear Friends,
As many of you know, for the past several years I have been dealing with liver disease. When we finished the second leg of our 50th Anniversary tour, I was beginning to develop some edema, which has been making some things a little more difficult. It has been a bit of a roller coaster as I go through the treatments my medical team has prescribed, and I have had good days and not so good days. Lately, the not so good days have been more common. 

“I have met with my team at UCLA and they have told me that what I am experiencing is common and treatable. However, the timing is not ideal, as they have directed me to stay home in October while they fine-tune the treatment in order to get me back to where the good days are the norm.

“Needless to say I am beyond disappointed as I was really looking forward to the shows in October. This whole year has been a musical dream come true and none of it would have been possible if not for the enduring support of all of you, the Feat Fans!

“Fortunately, the shows will go on. I have no doubt the band is going to rise to the occasion. As a band, for over 50 years we have always had each other’s backs and I know they will continue to put on the best possible show each and every night. That’s the way we roll."

"My plan is to follow my doctor’s orders and sit tight, but I have every intention of getting back to Jamaica in January and rock’n on the beach with all of you. Until then, keep your sailin’ shoes close by… If I have my way, you’re going to need them!

"Very best wishes, Paul
".

As news of his death came on Saturday, the band's official website posted this message:
https://www.littlefeat.net/news.html?n_id=3859&fbclid=IwAR38joBqW5bKGtFu-kqXC84toUFx5ekoOnVANKOyP_DHlAZGeEHmr9n6raA

The future of Little Feat would appear uncertain. The core members are now just founder member and bandleader Bill Payne, with Tackett, bassist Kenny Gradney and percussionist Sam Clayton. Payne has been on tour this year with The Doobie Brothers, who have been supporting Santana on their US tour dates.

Whatever happens, it's the end of an era, as Little Feat loses another of its key members and the voice for so many of their songs, since the loss of Lowell George.

Thanks for the music Paul.

Bill Payne has posted a very personal statement about Paul on his Facebook page, which I've pasted here as it's well worth reading:

The Fierce Terrain: A Friendship and Alliance

I will leave it to others to memorialize, to exalt into the heavens someone who wouldn’t have wanted it. Paul Barrere was my band mate, my friend, someone I leaned on and occasionally pushed away. We spent a good measure of our lives engaged in the art of making and playing music with a band that could have only been conjured in a dream. But it was all too real. Little Feat was the one thing that could collectively bring us all together for the purpose of creating something with purpose, our place of refuge and exploration, of comfort, of dismay, and of ultimately what Paul might have called Home Ground. 

I met Paul in the summer of 1969 at Lowell George’s rustic home, tucked a bit off Rowena Avenue in Los Feliz. The story of Paul auditioning to play bass with Little Feat is well documented, but what isn’t as evident, or wasn’t to me at the time, was just how well he played guitar. Three years later, following the recording of Sailin’ Shoes for Warner Brothers, Lowell alluded that he needed someone to take over some of the guitar duties in Little Feat. He wanted to concentrate more on playing slide—I thought he also wanted to spend more time writing, and having another person in the band might give him more freedom to pursue that and other avenues. Richie Hayward told me about a warehouse in downtown L.A. where Paul would be performing and that we should check him out. 

That evening Paul Barrere was tearing up the stage with some remarkably aggressive riffs on the guitar. He had a command of the blues that floored me. Richie and I took one look at each other and smiled. Little Feat is shrouded in myth, of course, so there were many roads and scenarios as to how Paul joined the band, and given how life works, they all probably aligned with his becoming the second guitarist. Myth gives way to reality, though, and it wasn’t merely a matter of keeping Lowell happy; Richie and I had to embrace whomever came in, as well. Paul more than exceeded our standards. It was obvious to us he should be in Little Feat. Paul felt the same way.

The miles upon miles and time warps that envelop 50 years of knowing someone, the sharing of life’s fortunes and missteps, is what brought me to a convulsion of tears following the second to the last show of our 50th Anniversary tour, October 26, 2019. Leaving yet another hotel—I had been away from home for three months—I saw my friend and manager Cameron Sears standing outside the bus. 
 After putting my luggage in the bay, I came back around to ask if he had any news on Paul. He solemnly told me Paul had passed away at 1:15 that morning. I had been dreading the news ever since he had had to cancel coming out on what would be the last leg of the tour. 

The cliché that our lives pass before our eyes before we die might hold some truth, but I can tell you that Paul’s passing left me with a kaleidoscopic montage of his and my life, interrupted, by life unfolding in real-time. Images of Paul and I breaking down in tears after the tribute gig to Lowell at the Forum in Los Angeles; surfing with Bert Toulotte on the East Coast; playing golf in Essen, Germany, with older club members and their Lolita-like caddies; taping a jam at our rehearsal room near Cahuenga and Barham, where we somehow spontaneously and simultaneously played a series of licks that came out of the ether, accompanied by our looks of utter disbelief as to just how we had accomplished that, while much later inserting them into what became “Day At the Dog Races”; the drive to his house discussing putting Little Feat back together in 1986, resulting in Let It Roll in 1988; plans and more plans; one of our last calls about his health, his concerns for everyone in the band and his hopes for rejoining us again at some point.

The fierce terrain we were enjoined in over these 50 years was reflected in our music, in our journey, and in our understanding that none of it would be easy. Honesty is not always benign, but it is necessary if you are to be truthful to yourself and others. That honesty translates into the songs we wrote, which is why they resonate with so many people. Paul touched many hearts and minds by sharing the gifts he possessed. 

We have the songs, his voice and all the inflections he commanded, his incredible musical sense as a player, whether playing a searing and soaring slide part or a gentle acoustic guitar. He was a master at rhythm and creating stellar parts to songs of almost any genre. I still can hear the laughter in his voice, still feel the reverberations over misunderstandings, along with knowing that throughout it all we were brothers. I know well the intensity of who he was as a musician, as a man, and I honor that.

My tears are of sadness, both for him and for those of us that knew him, that loved him and that carry him in our hearts.

The souls circle the sun
They play with the moon
Live amongst the stars
Their reflections on the river
Are gifts to your heart

from Bill’s River Blues

Bill Payne, Montana, October 29, 2019

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See also on this blog: When Lowell George Was The Future Of Rock n Roll
https://bangnzdrum.blogspot.com/2012/06/when-lowell-george-was-future-of-rock-n.html

Monday, 2 September 2019

The Who 'Put The Boot In' at Charlton FC, 1976


It was a game of two halves this one. The weather played its part in dampening spirits and some bands dealt with it better than others. The Americans came off worst,  while the two bands at the top of the bill did particularly well, being British and more used to playing in inclement conditions.

Billed as 'Who Put The Boot In' - because it was a tour of football grounds - this festival roadshow hit London on a Monday afternoon, a May bank holiday in 1976. My friends and I set off across London in our mate's car, he having just passed his driving test.

That was our first mistake. It was to be a baptism of fire for us passengers, because it turned out that whoever allowed this guy to drive away from the test centre the previous week must have been having a laugh. We actually lost count of the number of times we nearly crashed on the way to The Valley, Charlton Athletic's ground.

Vintage bank holiday weather at The Valley
Even though we drove to The Valley in the shadow of death, we did eventually get there and joined the throng outside the ground.

It was fairly chaotic, as there were a lot of fake tickets about. Once inside, it was very crowded and I suspect it was over capacity. Going to the toilet was likely to be a challenge (see the reader's letter below).

Football grounds in the 1970s were still very basic, with covered stands only on one side of the ground (for the home supporters) that were little more than tin sheds. The weather was OK when we arrived, but at some point in the afternoon it started raining. It continued for what seemed like most of the day. There was nowhere to shelter, unless you wanted to cram into the one covered area, with limited sight of the stage.

So conditions were not ideal and some of the acts that appeared were clearly ill-prepared for the English weather. Hard rockers
Nick Gough's photo of Streetwalkers at Charlton
Widowmaker
were probably up for it, though I have only the vaguest memory of their appearance. This was the band formed by former Mott the Hoople and Spooky Tooth guitarist Luther Grosvenor, aka Ariel Bender, with singer Steve Ellis from the Love Affair.

Streetwalkers was another supposed super-group, formed by ex-Family members Roger Chapman and Charlie Whitney, along with guitarist Bobby Tench and future Iron Maiden drummer Nicko McBrain. Their more funky and soulful approach went down well and they included some Family songs in their set too, including 'My Friend The Sun' and 'Burlesque'.


Getting country rock across to an audience of damp denim-clad Brits was always going to be a challenge, but The Outlaws did their best. The rain had started by now, so it was going to be tough going for the Americans to win over this audience. 

Little Feat play on through the rain
 
Riding a crest of critical acclaim in the UK after their previous visit, on the 1975 'Warner Brothers Music Show' tour, Little Feat were the hip band of the moment. Their leader Lowell George had even featured on the cover of the NME six months previous, billed as the Future of Rock 'n' Roll. 

But when it's raining, you're wearing a stetson and you've got a giant jelly with a Hollywood sign as your stage backdrop, you're the proverbial square peg. The soundboard recording shows they played great, (although there were clearly problems with Bill Payne's vocal mic) and while most of the crowd responded warmly to their set, the damp weather conditions were not the ideal setting.

Little Feat up close at Charlton
The NME's review of Charlton said, "Little Feat almost made it, despite the circumstances. The audience were there for the taking and, sandwiched between the Outlaws and the Sensational Alex Harvey Band, and given time to play an album's worth, they should have done the trick. Somehow they let it slip through their fingers.

"They sure started off on the right feat, working out on such familiar material as Sailin' Shoes, Oh Atlanta and Dixie Chicken. They demonstrated the necessary attributes to carve their niche as one of the premier bands of the mid-seventies."

Interviewed that weekend in Sounds

But the reviewer noted that towards the end of their set, Little Feat failed to maintain their energy levels to the extent that they weren't called back to encore. "Truth to tell, they didn't garner sufficient applause to warrant a return."

The audience was a little distracted. Just as Little Feat neared the end of their set, one fearless young man climbed halfway up one of the floodlight pylons. 

"There, he proceeded to offer a display of spectacularly stoned aerial calisthenics that took your breath away," said the NME.

There were angry calls over the PA for him to come down, but when SAHB took the stage he was still up there.

Hey you, stop that fuckin' fight!
However, Alex had other things to attend to. "Stop that fuckin' fight!" he bellowed to a section at the front who were getting restless. By this time, we were down the front ourselves, so we had a great view of the SAHB show.

Alex and his colourful band knew how to entertain, with the visuals being a factor in the group's success. 

The band themselves were great musicians and while Alex wasn't blessed with much of a singing voice, he could bellow out the tunes with plenty of character.

SAHB at Charlton
SAHB were at turns funny, funky and rocking, with guitarist Zal Cleminson and drummer Ted McKenna (situated stage right) on particularly fine form. Their keyboard player, Hugh McKenna, had collapsed that week and doctors had ordered him to rest, so Tommy Eyre played keyboards with SAHB at Charlton. 

Alex did his Hitler shtick for 'Framed' and got the audience jumping around for 'Faith Healer' and the encore of 'Delilah'. It was a proper show, with Zal and bassist Chris Glen playing strong supporting roles to mainman Alex. 

As evening fell, The Who took the stage.

The rain relented a little before The Who's arrival, but the stage was still soaking wet when they did hit it. Roger Daltrey joked about "The Who on Ice" as he slid onto the stage.

The Who always put on a good show, certainly when I saw them in the 70s, and this one was special because it was one of the last gigs they played with Keith Moon. The set list was the usual mix of oldies such as Substitute and I Can't Explain, a bunch of songs from Tommy, the classics from Who's Next and more recent material from Quadrophenia and 'By Numbers'.

They played great too. From recordings of the show, you can here that Townshend was on fine form, with Entwistle and Moon a tight rhythm section and everyone in tune. 

This audio clip is The Who playing  'Sparks' from the Tommy album at Charlton
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WI97tPtb604 

Despite being an outdoor gig, it was also one of the loudest shows ever. The amplification had a total output of 76,000 watts and official sound readings measured 120 decibels, a record at that time. 

Keith did his vocal turn on 'Bellboy'. The set finale was lit by lasers at the climax of 'Won't Get Fooled Again', the beams being reflected on mirrors stationed on the floodlight pylons. This was high-tech by 1970s standards.

It was triumphant gig for The Who and overall it was a fun day.

I don't remember the journey home, which is probably just as well.
The NME's review of Charlton 1976 and my souvenir badge
A reader puts the boot in...

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The Who at The Isle of Wight, 1970

Who's Next - Lightning In A Bottle

Little Feat at the Warner Bros Music Show, 1975

Saturday, 17 August 2019

My Woodstock 50th Anniversary Diary

Bethel Woods, Wednesday 14th August 2019

This is a special day - my first visit to the sacred ground, the field at Bethel in upstate New York, where the 1969 Woodstock Music & Arts Fair was held, in all its catastrophic glory.










 



I've travelled a long way for this, from New Zealand, via Hong Kong and the UK; an eight week tour culminating in this pleasure pilgrimage to where the mother of all festivals took place.

As I have travelled around, a lot of people have been asking me if I was at the original Woodstock. Well no, I was 10 years old and living in England. But like many others of my generation, I am imbued with the spirit of peace, love and music. I grew up listening to the music of the 1960s and a great deal of it has stayed with me. Reading Michael Lang's book The Road To Woodstock took me closer to how this amazing event unfolded during 1969. I'm fascinated by it and have always wanted to come here and see it for myself.

One of New York's legendary jazz clubs
I spent last week, prior to coming upstate, in New York City having business meetings and visiting favourite haunts. One of the things I love about New York is you can see top musicians playing in small clubs virtually any night of the week.

One night I went to see the Bill Frisell Trio at the Village Vanguard in Greenwich Village. Wow, those guys are good. They improvised around half a dozen tunes for 90 minutes straight - no between song breaks, just one tune merging into the next seamlessly. That's impressive.

This morning I packed my things ("suitcase and guitar in hand") and caught the Trailways bus from the Port Authority bus terminal at 42nd Street. The bus headed north along the Hudson river, up to the town of Woodstock.

As many will know, this is not where the 1969 festival was held. The organisers of 'Woodstock' had planned to open a recording studio in Woodstock town and had the idea of holding a festival there to promote the studio. They imagined encouraging local musicians, including Bob Dylan, to record at the facility. That plan didn't come to anything, but the four individuals involved in 'Woodstock Ventures' decided to pursue the festival idea.
The house where I stayed in Woodstock town

It was the Age of Aquarius and the proposed festival was billed as 'An Aquarian Exposition: 3 Days of Peace & Music'. No one could have dreamt it would become a moment that defined a generation.

But it nearly didn't happen at all, after town officials in Woodstock and landowners in nearby Saugerties closed ranks to block the festival plan. Woodstock had been an artists colony since the 1920s, but even before the festival was proposed, local people were complaining about the number of long hairs who were camping out on public land in and around the town. Lang and Co's festival idea was nipped in the bud. 

Arrangements and infrastructure development for the festival were more advanced in the town of Wallkill, before that too was voted down by local councillors, all wary of the long-haired freak invasion.

With only a few weeks to go, the organisers found an alternative site - the perfect bowl at Bethel, 40 miles west of Woodstock - and a sympathetic dairy farmer, Max Yasgur, who rented them the land for their festival. The rest is all laid out in the movie and the books. Ang Lee even made a movie - Taking Woodstock - about the bizarre circumstances that brought the promoters to Bethel. It's a story of blind devotion and blind luck, showing that peace, love and music can overcome most anything. 

So I'm staying one night at an Airbnb here in Woodstock town. The house is owned by a local lady who lives alone with her cats, surrounded by paintings and many sculptures created by her late father. It's rustic, laid back and bohemian.


On the road to 'Woodstock'
This area of upstate New York is actually little changed from 50 years ago. The main highways are maybe a little wider and the trees have grown taller, but the houses - in that distinctive Catskills style - are still the same, all quite spread out. The region is mainly farmland, with mountains and forest in close proximity.

During the week, the area is very quiet. There is not much local industry and many of the houses are only occupied at weekends by people coming up from their jobs in the City.

Someone told me that as many as 60% of homeowners in Woodstock are weekenders. So the local tourist trade and events in the wider area, such as the Bethel Woods concerts, are a big deal for the local community.
Now an official 'historic place'

This afternoon I'm driving over to the festival site. It's the day before the festivities are due to begin and I'm driving south west about 40 miles to the town of Bethel.

As I get nearer, I begin to recognise the gently rolling highway 17B I've seen in photos, that leads to the White Lake community which Bethel is part of.

I arrive at the Bethel Woods Center for the Arts - the site of the 1969 festival - to collect the necessary entry and parking passes. Security will be tight in the immediate vicinity during the weekend, to prevent a repeat of what happened in '69, when half a million people turned up, many of them without tickets.

Bethel Woods Center for the Arts was created in 2006 after the 800 acre site was acquired by a local entrepreneur.
The '69 festival field, with the new pavilion in the background

It takes inspiration from and commemorates the Woodstock generation, while taking that spirit forward in a wide-ranging community arts and learning centre.

It's really impressive what they've done, in preserving the original festival field and restoring some of the areas around it, like the Bindy Bazaar and the trails in the woods where many of the 1969 concession stands were.
The view across the bowl in '69
I wandered across to the festival field. It's a breathtaking vista, even though I've seen it a thousand times in photos.  This hallowed ground is relatively quiet today, with the site still being prepared for the weekend's festivities. There's a special vibe, provided by the people milling around the monument and in the festival field itself, many of whom were here in 1969.

The festival field from the monument at Bethel
Walking across the field, halfway down the hill towards the stage area is a big 5-0 (with the zero as a peace sign) mown into the grass. There I met two people, Jeannie and Van, who had met up on the road to Woodstock in '69. She was 16 years old and had run away from home in Atlanta - she didn't say why. He was a bit older, maybe late teens and picked up Jeannie and her friend who were hitch-hiking.

They arrived two weeks before the festival began and attached themselves to the different groups who were supposed to provide food and facilities. During the festival, Jeannie helped out with supplying food, not as part of the legendary Hog Farm, who worked for free, but as one of the contracted suppliers, Food for Love who, it transpired, were hopelessly under resourced to feed 400,000 people.

Van and Jeannie, veterans of Woodstock '69

Van worked as security - again, not as part of the Hog Farm's 'Please Force', but as a paid employee of the festival organisers. He got $138 for the weekend, which would have been pretty good money at the time.

They lost touch with each other after the festival. Jeannie stayed on to help with the clear up and ended up providing childcare to a family in nearby Monticello before moving back down south when the weather got too cold.

By the wonders of the internet, Jeannie and Van made contact again after 40 years when Van spotted Jeannie in an online chat about Life Magazine's Woodstock special edition.

They are both named in the credits at the end of the Woodstock movie. The 50th anniversary week is a special occasion for them and they are making the most of it, by sharing their memories. Jeannie was carrying with her a folio of pages from Life Magazine's original report on Woodstock. She is the girl in the photos.

I met several other people today who were at the festival in '69, all of whom spoke fondly of the spirit in the crowd, despite the conditions they endured over the weekend, with the lack of water, food, adequate toilet facilities - and any way to escape! Everyone said how well behaved people were and that there was a sense, even then, that they were part of something historic.

Me on the '69 festival field, Sunday afternoon - just before the concert, the sky turned black


















There were periods of rain on Friday night and Saturday morning. Although the weather was mostly warm and sunny on the Saturday in 1969, the Life Magazine photos really convey just how bedraggled those who stuck it out became after the big storm on the Sunday. Later on in my weekend, I would get a vivid illustration of how dramatic the weather can be in these parts. 

Thursday 15th - Woodstock, Bethel and Livingston Manor

I drove back to Woodstock and stayed one night there, just to get a feel for what the town is like. A guy I met in Bethel yesterday told me "Woodstock never left the 60s" - and he has a point.

Woodstock town
The main street’s over-riding theme (tie-dye t-shirts, peace and love) is the 1969 festival. The locals claim now that the spirit of Woodstock resides here, which is ironic in view of the fact they didn't want the freaks there back in '69.

Woodstock the town is home to many artists and musicians, some of whom told me how much they enjoyed the lifestyle here. They manage to scrape a living. Like many towns in the area, Woodstock would be quite depressed if it weren't for the links to the festival and the resulting Airbnb and taxi trade. But for old hippies, it's a home from home.

Arlo Guthrie, 50 years on from his first visit
Thursday night back at Bethel there was an official opening evening, with live music from Arlo Guthrie and the plan was to show the Woodstock movie on the festival field. Arlo's set included some old favourites like 'Ukelele Lady', his old man's song 'This Land Is Your Land' and a fine cover of Bob Dylan's 'Gates of Eden'.

Here's a link to Arlo's set:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2W36wI5UBKE

The pavilion and lawn at Bethel Woods

The weather altered plans for a showing of the movie on the field though, with a thunder storm moving in that evening. So the film showing shifted to the Pavilion, where the concerts are held nowadays.

It's a fine auditorium, open at the back and sides in a natural bowl, but the movie fell a bit flat with the weather closing in, and people began to drift away. 

I did too, just in time to meet a (rare) Uber driver as the mountain sky became lit up by lightning. With an electric storm passing overhead, marshalls at the Bethel Woods centre were very keen that we should all move indoors. I had to obey their orders and was pleading with my Uber driver by text to wait for me. Eventually I made a run for it through the storm to meet up with the driver on 17B, since they wouldn't allow him onto Hurd Road. It was a pretty dicey ride through the storm back up into the mountains to my next Airbnb. I'm amazed we found it, frankly.

My accommodation at Livingston Manor
Friday 16th
It's pretty wild where I'm staying in Livingston Manor, 20 miles north of Bethel. It's bear country and there's plenty of other wildlife here too. Some of the best fishing in the country apparently.

The lady I'm staying with is originally from Taiwan, so we chatted about the troubles in that part of the world, with Taiwan and Hong Kong both at odds with big brother on the mainland.

Her chief problem here at the house is dealing with the beavers who continually dam up her ponds and risk flooding the area when it rains. Though she really doesn't want to, she may be forced to bring in someone to exterminate them.
The pond and beaver dam at bottom left
After a peaceful morning in this wilderness, to lower my blood pressure after last night, I picked up my car and drove back to Bethel, where the Woodstock anniversary weekend kicked off in fine style, with music from Blood, Sweat & Tears, the Edgar Winter Group and headliner Ringo Starr with his All-Starr Band.

The weather was kind - a clear blue sky and low humidity meant that tie-dyes and all manner of retro-hippy garb were on display. Everyone carried a positive vibe - I was among friends.

I wore my 1969 Abbey Road 50th anniversary t-shirt, bought last month when I was in London and visited the famous studio in St John's Wood. (Almost 30 years ago, I met my wife at the apartment block on the other side of the road, across the famous zebra crossing).

I sat with some lovely people for the show tonight; like me, who grew up with the Woodstock movie and were heavily influenced by the music of the late 60s and early 70s.
An appropriate shirt for Ringo's show

Blood, Sweat & Tears were really good, with their distinctive horn section and big band swing feel. BS&T played at the original Woodstock festival in 1969 and were playing almost the exact same set as they did then.

Actually, it was just like listening to their first album. Smiling Phases, More and More, And When I Die, Spinning Wheel etc. Good start.

This is BS&T doing the Laura Nyro song 'And When I Die' at Bethel
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NU5ohS76Nqw

Edgar Winter was quite brilliant. I was a big fan of the 'White Trash' and 'They Only Come Out At Night' albums back in the 1970s and he started his set with 'Free Ride' - such a great song.

Edgar's a consummate showman and his interactions with the young guys in his three piece band - all really good musicians - were very entertaining. Of course, they finished their set with Frankenstein, Edgar on key-tar, sax and percussion.

Here's a link to the Edgar Winter Band doing 'Frankenstein' at Bethel:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WFs4keBPMRU

There was talk that Paul McCartney might appear as a guest with Ringo, but I wasn't holding my breath, which was just as well, because he didn't.

Ringo's show is as much a showcase for his band as it is a chance for Ringo himself to sing a few tunes. For this show, Gregg Rolie, the keyboard player with Santana (and later, Journey), was given pride of place, since he had performed here in '69 with Santana.
Gregg Rolie, another Woodstock veteran


Gregg spoke about the impact of playing "over there", pointing to the festival field - just as Santana were about to release their first album (it was released on August 30, 1969).

The Santana songs played by Ringo's band were Evil Ways, Black Magic Woman and Oye Como Va, with Toto's Steve Lukather doing the Carlos duties.

Here is their take on Oye Como Va
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=anjxVN_0NGU

The good thing about the Ringo show is that every tune is a big hit and there's a lot of variety. Other highlights included Colin Hay's two contributions from his Men At Work days, 'Down Under' and 'Who Can It Be Now'. The Average White Band's Hamish Stuart's led an excellent Pick Up The Pieces. Lukather did Toto's Rosanna and Hold The Line.

Here's a clip of them doing 'Who Can It be Now?'
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pHm7vXs__7c

Ringo did all his hits and, at times, his was a bit of a cabaret act compared to the others, so it was probably well-judged that he took his seat at the drums for much of the show. His finale of 'With A Little Help From My Friends' was excellent, though.

Here's the clip:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cYpn6zn576w

A great night of music. Looking forward to Saturday night with Santana and the Doobie Brothers.

Richie Havens faces the crowd who had waited many hours for the music to start on Friday in 1969

Saturday 17th

Before the show today, I visited the Bethel Woods museum, which contains a wealth of memorabilia from 1969 and some revealing artefacts, such as papers regarding the negotiations for the festival. It's clear the organisers went to great lengths to placate the locals, some of whom were against holding the festival in the area and threatened to boycott Max Yasgur's dairy. This archive is mixed in with contemporary history, for those too young to know the political background of 1960s America.

Dan (in the yellow shirt) and Pete, on the bus
There are also exhibits from some of the lesser-known official photographers at Woodstock. Here I met Dan and Pete who attended in '69 as 16 year olds up from Florida.

They are pictured here atop a psychedelic bus. Dan explained that when the rains came, they were taken under the wing of a bunch of students from Berklee who owned the bus and allowed them to hide under it during the rainstorm.

Tonight raised the bar musically, with two of my favourite bands. I'd always wanted to see the Doobie Brothers and they delivered one hell of an opening act for Santana. All the hits and a few choice album tracks such as 'Clear As The Driven Snow' from the 'Captain and Me' album. Played crisp and true to the originals, and with Bill Payne from Little Feat on keyboards too. The crowd loved every minute of it.

Here's one of the encore songs - Blackwater:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vsg-QFkU_Tk

My shirt for Santana's show, bought in Woodstock
The festival vibes were also raised on Saturday. Last night I had seats in the covered area, but tonight I was on the lawn, which it turns out is party central. I put down my Mexican rug, to match my Mex-Afro shirt and met some lovely folks!

The weather intervened for a short while and just before Santana took the stage it started to rain quite heavily. Then the video screens started showing the rain dance from the Woodstock movie and tonight's crowd joined in with the chant - WOAH-OOOOOO!!

Then the lights went up and Santana launched immediately into Soul Sacrifice - just like on the Woodstock album - what an entrance!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Q-JDkfsLgI

And it stopped raining!

Santana's show was a stunner - wave upon wave of great music






















Santana's show is tremendously varied in musical style, including rock, latin, jazz, reggae, afrobeat and rap. Carlos likes to acknowledge all the greats that have influenced him: John Coltrane, Jimi Hendrix, Bob Marley, The Grateful Dead etc, and he works in these many musical themes and riffs into his set.

Santana devoted the early part of the set to material from the first albums - a rousing Jingo Lo Ba and Evil Ways, as well as Soul Sacrifice from the first album; Black Magic Woman, Oye Como Va and Hope You're Feeling Better from Abraxas. He threw in some snatches of Welcome and Borboletta too.

"How many people here are on acid?" enquired Carlos. "Or Mescalin? Give me some!"

Their set was like a musical history lesson. At one point they did Bob Marley's 'Exodus' and 'Get Up, Stand Up', then Jimi's 'Voodoo Chile'  and later on they did a little bit of 'Miss You' by the Rolling Stones.

Coltrane's 'A Love Supreme' has been a feature of his set for many years, but Carlos always finds a way to keep the music fresh. His son Salvador is one of the singers and proved to be an accomplished rapper. Cindy Blackman (Mrs Santana) on the drums sang and played John Lennon's 'Imagine'. There was so much to absorb and enjoy.
Santana at Woodstock in 1969. Their first album had just been released
Carlos talked to the audience a lot about Woodstock, the special spirit of those times and how important it remains.

He didn't hold back in his view that Bethel and the spirit of Woodstock is "the real America, not the bullshit politicians, liars and hate speech peddlers."

He concluded the show with a message of peace and brotherhood, before playing out with a cover of The Youngblood's 'Get Together'.

Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another
Right now

Carlos Santana leaves you in no doubt that he still has the fire and he can put on a fantastic show.

Here's another perspective on the Santana show at Bethel.
And this couple travelled to see Santana in a vintage hippy bus.

Sunday 18th

And so we come to the final day of the 50th anniversary, the hottest day of the week weather-wise, punctuated by a thunder storm just prior to showtime, which curtailed Grace Potter's opening act. Most people came prepared - this area is prone to some fairly dramatic weather, as we saw in 1969. Later in the evening, John Fogerty quipped "400,000 people and no one brought an umbrella"!

Kiki on the festival field as the storm approached
I was joined today by Kiki - an American friend from when we both lived in Hong Kong. We parked up and were about to walk down the 69 festival field when we saw this huge black cloud loom over us. The site stewards insisted everyone had to take cover, so we rushed into one of the merchandise tents (more tie-dye shirts, magical rings and incense) until the storm passed.

I have seen Tedeschi Trucks Band before, at the Beacon Theatre in New York City two years ago and they were amazing, a big band covering a wide range of blues and jazz-tinged rock. So I think they were perfect to play at Woodstock, because their act is often dotted with songs from the era.

They really hit the high notes when they played the old Woodstock-era covers, because they do them so well. They kicked off the set with their take on 'Soul Sacrifice'. They also covered 'The Letter' which went down well with the crowd.

Here's a clip of TTB doing their own song 'Don't Know What It Means' followed by 'The Letter'
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DI6BvDgwPj8

Tedeschi Trucks Band, right at home at Bethel Woods

They dotted their set with other Woodstock-era songs, including John Sebastian's 'Darling Be Home Soon'. Another highlight was their rousing version of Sly Stone's 'Sing A Simple Song' and 'I Want To Take You Higher'.

Here's the full clip:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AP_mtmehCaQ

Headliner John Fogerty didn't disappoint on the covers score either, doing a really excellent job on Joe Cocker's 'With A Little Help From My Friends'. It was a bit surreal hearing the keyboard intro played note perfect from the Cocker version. The backing singers added a welcome touch of gloss.

Here's the cover of 'With A Little Help From My Friends':
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M2GkaZ1AlJk&list=PL_BMMYxYUtQPCco7EVD3zQmOuFUjrYJ3a&index=4

Fogerty was full of surprises, including an unlikely triumph on Sly Stone's 'Dance To The Music'. His son Shane, on lead guitar, even did a passable version of Jimi Hendrix's 'Star Spangled Banner'.

In between songs, Fogerty made jokes about how it was CCR's bad luck to follow the Grateful Dead on stage late at night in '69 (here's a link to CCR's set). The Dead, it is universally agreed, played a rotten set, fuelled by copious amounts of LSD and spooked by the threat of electrocution after the rain storm. Creedence Clearwater Revival were undeterred, but the Dead had put everyone to sleep. Fogerty was for years unhappy with having to play to a sleeping audience, although those who were there say people were still awake, in spite of the Dead.

The concert footage of CCR from 1969, see link above, shows that Fogerty was clearly unhappy with the stage sound and is constantly looking across to the sound engineer, at one point saying, "Can you turn that thing on, is it on now?" presumably referring to a stage monitor. 

It's hard for modern day performers to fathom how hard it was for singers to hear themselves properly back then, before the advent of stage-front monitors.

John Fogerty giving it the full psychedelic stage look

Anyway, tonight there were no such vibes and Fogerty gave us the full range of Creedence's hits. 1969 was the year of CCR, with three albums released that year. I believe they out-sold everyone but The Beatles. So you name it, they played it and rocked the house.

It was a perfect way to end this special weekend. Cue the streamers and fireworks. Well done everyone!

This whole pilgrimage to the 50th anniversary was worth every cent. The set-up at Bethel Woods really does capture the Woodstock spirit. They have done a great job in preserving the original festival field and building a new facility around it. Other festivals may try to cash in on the Woodstock name, but this place is where the Woodstock Generation can rightly call home.

I hope to get back to the garden one day.

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We are stardust - We are golden - And we've got to get ourselves - back to the garden

1969, during and after, from the gatefolds of the Woodstock and Woodstock 2 records
The festival field 50 years later in August 2019