Fillmore
East is still tearing up my stereo system and its time for a huge shout
out to Berry Oakley who anchored the front line. Duane called him out
as the third guitar player. I have spent countless words trying to get
at the melded mind set of their musical trajectory coursing through the
time and space that confronted them and us and the atmosphere they
rearranged with their sonic homage to
the creative spirit and their righteous attack that brought such purity
to their music but in the end its a futile task just put the music on
and listen, listen, listen and listen some more.
I try with varying degrees of success to focus on just one player to really appreciate what they are bringing to the show but in the end I'm over taken and overwhelmed by the complexity and intricacy of the entire dynamic and simply blown away by it all voice, words, tone, tempo and magnitude. So hell yeah I'm still listening to Fillmore East (The Fillmore Concerts version Tom Dowd mix) and hell yeah I can't stop....no surprise there though as well to all the brothers and sisters.
I try with varying degrees of success to focus on just one player to really appreciate what they are bringing to the show but in the end I'm over taken and overwhelmed by the complexity and intricacy of the entire dynamic and simply blown away by it all voice, words, tone, tempo and magnitude. So hell yeah I'm still listening to Fillmore East (The Fillmore Concerts version Tom Dowd mix) and hell yeah I can't stop....no surprise there though as well to all the brothers and sisters.
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