iwantmemoney
Senior Member
Hi all, I'd like to re-enter the Earth's most pristine atmosphere of Drummerworld forum, and what better way than to speak about one of the most amazing concerts in terms of pure enjoyment that I have ever been to: just left Fenway Park in Boston after watching Bonnie Raitt and James Taylor.
Now I always loved Bonnie Raitt and her band, and they were absolutely beautiful and truly elegant, magnificent, particularly Bonnie, who is just as strong as ever! And of course I love James Taylor, because these guys honestly wrote the soundtrack of our lives in many ways. But I actually thought James Taylor was going to be like You've Got a Friend and Kumbaya most of the night, because sadly I've never seen him before live.
God please forgive me for that haha. Because with each song, my admiration and just honor...and I might as well say - love - for Taylor increased until at the end of it all I was just pretty much blown apart. He is a huge soul, and SO freaking human: funny, genuine, grateful, spiritual, and just add a whole bunch more of your very best adjectives - cuz he's all that☆♡☆♡☆
I'm not going to review his band. They are the best of the best. They are just channeling music. Channeling purity with no interference whatsoever. So tho you can't single out any one of them, I got to say in Steamroller Blues, there were gyroscopes going around in the keyboard player's head during his Hammond solo. Oh my God. But everyone was at that level.
Oh yeah and if you don't know, you're going to love this. The first song, then the second, and then going into the third, I was like, "that drummer has got some serious Gadd going on man".... And then the camera hit him and I pretty much spontaneously combusted on the spot. The master was in the house☆☆☆ and to listen to him play that kind of music was just so transforming. It was perfection. Think about Steve playing Steamroller Blues for instance. And that's just the tip of the iceberg. I got schooled big time. Think about this: he's 70 years old. Taylor is 67.
Don't even ask about his new song, "Angels of Fenway", about the curse of the Bambino - played for the first time at Fenway Park. This song was beyond brilliant: it was effing Cosmic History. You gotta read some actual reviews.
Anyway what made it extra special for me especially, is tomorrow I go down to the Hudson River to audition for a real band. I recorded some drums over one of their songs and sent a couple other things to them and evidently they like it.
So if anybody's talking to their angels tonight, please put in a word. I was really totally blessed having this experience tonight, especially right before tomorrow. I shall try to do some drummers proud and will keep you posted.
Now I always loved Bonnie Raitt and her band, and they were absolutely beautiful and truly elegant, magnificent, particularly Bonnie, who is just as strong as ever! And of course I love James Taylor, because these guys honestly wrote the soundtrack of our lives in many ways. But I actually thought James Taylor was going to be like You've Got a Friend and Kumbaya most of the night, because sadly I've never seen him before live.
God please forgive me for that haha. Because with each song, my admiration and just honor...and I might as well say - love - for Taylor increased until at the end of it all I was just pretty much blown apart. He is a huge soul, and SO freaking human: funny, genuine, grateful, spiritual, and just add a whole bunch more of your very best adjectives - cuz he's all that☆♡☆♡☆
I'm not going to review his band. They are the best of the best. They are just channeling music. Channeling purity with no interference whatsoever. So tho you can't single out any one of them, I got to say in Steamroller Blues, there were gyroscopes going around in the keyboard player's head during his Hammond solo. Oh my God. But everyone was at that level.
Oh yeah and if you don't know, you're going to love this. The first song, then the second, and then going into the third, I was like, "that drummer has got some serious Gadd going on man".... And then the camera hit him and I pretty much spontaneously combusted on the spot. The master was in the house☆☆☆ and to listen to him play that kind of music was just so transforming. It was perfection. Think about Steve playing Steamroller Blues for instance. And that's just the tip of the iceberg. I got schooled big time. Think about this: he's 70 years old. Taylor is 67.
Don't even ask about his new song, "Angels of Fenway", about the curse of the Bambino - played for the first time at Fenway Park. This song was beyond brilliant: it was effing Cosmic History. You gotta read some actual reviews.
Anyway what made it extra special for me especially, is tomorrow I go down to the Hudson River to audition for a real band. I recorded some drums over one of their songs and sent a couple other things to them and evidently they like it.
So if anybody's talking to their angels tonight, please put in a word. I was really totally blessed having this experience tonight, especially right before tomorrow. I shall try to do some drummers proud and will keep you posted.
