A most excellant review!Thank You very much.So The
Doobs in Chicago and Kentucky this weekend.They must
have passed my house a couple of times.I live just a
couple of miles from Interstate 57,and that's probably
the route they took.Had I known I would have been
standing beside the highway with a picnic basket full
of homemade barbeque,and other goodies for them!
Thanks Again for
great review!
Gerry
--- Rich Verson <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
> (this is lengthy, but I want to be thorough! concert
> photos coming soon to
> the Doobfan website)
>
> -----------------------------------
>
> Chicago, May 18th, 2001
> Doobs to play a benefit for the Sacred Heart Schools
> of Chicago. Location: a
> beautiful, huge (huge!) tent capable of holding
> 1,500, located at the Finkl
> Steel Company in Chicago�s Southport neighborhood.
> Weather is clear and
> cool; an absolutely gorgeous evening.
>
> The evening begins at 6:30, with dinner and drinks
> for 1,000 invited guests.
> I didn�t pay the higher ticket price for dinner,
> opting for the donation fee
> that gets me in at 8:30 for the silent and live
> auctions & concert.
>
> I pull in and give my car to the valet service
> that�s been set up. It�s 12
> bucks, but hey, it�s a benefit for a good cause (and
> the Doobs are all about
> good causes.) Walking in to the registration area,
> I proceed to the
> Pre-registration table (there�s also a Walk-In
> table). Kathy Fivelson from
> Sacred Heart is there. I spoke to her a few weeks
> earlier. We talk, she�s
> very cool, and let�s me in early. The first area I
> walk through is full of
> the silent auction items, autographed guitars and
> other memorabilia. I shoot
> past and walk in to the main area of the tent, where
> 1,000 people are seated
> having dinner. Heading up to check out the stage, I
> grab a beer, which is
> free. I grab two. In front of the stage are the live
> auction items, six
> guitars, signed by the Bro�s, U2, Crosby Stills and
> Nash, Carlos Santana,
> The Eagles, and Bob Dylan. The only other people
> hanging out at the stage
> are two ladies who were at the Green Bay concert the
> night before. Right. A
> couple hard-core fans to hang with�and they were
> great!
>
> Instrument check. Guy checks his keys. Keith checks
> his set, the girls wave
> and he comes over with backstage passes, which he�d
> promised to them the
> night before. Jealously encompasses my body. �Keith,
> I�d like to get some
> pictures after the show for the Doobfan website.�
> �No problem�, he says.
> �Come on back afterwards�. Yes Sir. (I always
> follow orders.)
>
> Live auction begins around 8:45, and the guitars
> fetch between $3,000 and
> $6,000 apiece. Backstage, the corporate
> meet-and-greet is taking place with
> the band, lined up for photos with a moving herd of
> guests. I can see Pat
> and Big Mike, shaking hands and smiling for the
> camera. At the microphone,
> the school officials and organizers are doling out
> thank you's. And now,
> it�s show time.
>
> The chairperson of the event introduces the Bro�s.
> The Harleys rev up, nice
> and loud. Tommy begins playing as he walks on to the
> stage. Then the drums.
> Pat is last on stage as Rockin� Down The Highway
> kicks out of the P.A.
> Still, there are only a handful of us up at the
> stage, until we start
> clapping and jumping around. Halfway into the song,
> the sea of people at the
> stage is as deep as I could manage to see. And
> they�re taking our lead. In a
> matter of about 30 seconds, the place is jumping. No
> warm up. The crowd went
> from �Park� to fifth gear by the time the guitar
> solo kicked in. And it
> never stopped. �Rockin� was followed by �Jesus�,
> which had me laughing to
> myself. (Good song for a Catholic school charity
> event!) �Dangerous� is a
> song that the Bro�s had kicked off with the last few
> times I�d seen them.
> Tonight, it was further down the set list, but it
> was by far the best
> version I�d ever heard. The acoustic and slide
> breaks were extended and
> KICKED BUTT. Tommy in particular was having fun
> during that, singing silly
> melodies that only we along the front of the stage
> could hear. And, of
> course, John�s slide needs no words.
>
> Guy was featured as he�s been done in recent shows,
> with a chord-based tonal
> solo on �Don�t Start Me Talking�. Fabulous. Not a
> lot of fast, fancy
> finger work here, and Guy proves on this song that
> less is definitely more.
> (Hey Guy, how about a keyboard clinic at convention
> for those of who play
> the 88�s? And I�m serious!)
>
> I look around and wonder if I should snap a few
> photos. No one else is
> taking pictures except for the two official
> photographers who are standing
> next to me with their film and digital rigs. Screw
> it. Pat and John are in
> front of my nose, alone on stage, playing their
> acoustics. I whip out my PhD
> camera (Push Here Dummy), and take two pictures. I
> am immediately scolded
> and threatened by the photographer next to me, and
> actually feel badly for
> possibly blinding Pat and John who bore the brunt of
> the electronic assault
> I wielded. I pocket the camera.
>
> By this time, the girls and I have our clap-and-sway
> routine down pat.
> Moving in rhythm with the guitar players and Mr.
> Russo�s choreographed moves
> at center stage, the house is coming down and my
> voice is almost gone. And
> we�re about halfway through the set list. Can I
> survive this? Are you
> kidding? Tommy solos wildly in front of us, Pat
> takes over and jumps onto a
> table in front of the stage and solos to the crowd
> in front of him. We�ve
> seen this before over the years. Give the Bro�s a
> f---ing great crowd and
> you�ll get your money�s worth. And they were clearly
> enjoying the hell out
> of it. This, my fellow Fan Club members, is but the
> appetizer to the main
> course at the HOB in Hollywierd next month.
>
> They finish with Long Train, and the two encore
> songs, China Grove and LTTM.
> Trademark signature bow. Picks and sticks tossed
> into the crowd. And Keith
> comes over to us and personally hands each of the
> girls a pair of his
> signature sticks. I picked up my beer along with my
> composure and head
> behind the black velvet curtain with the girls.
> Backstage, Skylark is
> chatting with some personal friends and informs us
> that the rest of the
> Bro�s are having a wash-up and changing into dryer
> clothes. I talk with
> Skylark and grab a photo with him. He goes back to
> his friends. Keith
> emerges first and chats with the girls and me. I
> grab a pic with him, too.
> The set is coming down, the trailers are loading up,
> and a lame DJ is
> entertaining what�s left of the dwindling crowd.
> The band is now in a
> secluded area of the tent accessible only by a glass
> door that�s guarded by
> two black suit security guards. Keith tells us that
> they never eat dinner
> before a show�makes them �sluggish�. So they�re in
> the room feasting. Tommy
> comes out in about 15 minutes, hanging by the door
> with a bag over his
> shoulder and is clearly looking for someone. We
> mosey over and have a brief
> chat and get some pictures. The girls talk to him
> about tonight�s crowd,
> comparing these venues to staged shows like the
> sound staged Wildfire studio
> benefit. Tommy tells us that they�re leaving
> shortly; driving all night to
> Kentucky for a private affair Saturday night, then
> back to Chicago for a
> private affair Sunday night. J (Time for Rich to
> put his detective hat
> back on!) Tommy says his goodbyes, and disappears
> back into the private
> room. Soon, the remainder of the uneaten food is
> being brought out, and I
> quickly realized what was going on. There is a
> second private entrance into
> that room, and the band has left or is leaving
> through
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