>I have Dub side of the Moon and I love it !!
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>>>Things I never get tired of :
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>>> Dark Side of the Moon
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>>Charles, then, if you happen to like reggae, you may be intersted in
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>>"Dub Side of the Moon" by Easy Star - All Stars
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>>Have a wee listen here:
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>>http://www.emusic.com/album/10851/10851416.html
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>>>Jefferson Airplane - White Rabbit
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>>I love this
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>Of course if one was young in 1966 or so it is hard not to remember the anthem of the generation ( in somuch as one can remember anything from that era <s> ) Later, living in SF, I was at the Red Octopus concert at Winterland ( about 1976 or so, I believe ) I think that was the apex of the Starship. Danny Kortchmer on slide guitar and Papa John Creach on fiddle.
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>Fast Buck Freddie tore the roof off the place and Miracles and Play on Love were extended jams that were a whole lot more self-indulgent that the recorded versions, but then the audience had been indulging pretty heavily so it worked <s>
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>Winterland, by the way, was probably the best concert venue I've ever seen. It was an old ice skating rink. Gallery seating in balconies on three sides but the main floor was open. It was wooden, overlaying the original ice rink, and would vibrate from the floor to ceiling - three story high - stacks of speakers on either side of that stage. A very physical experience and a mosh pit before CBGBs. ( this was also the site of the Last Waltz, immortalized by Martin Scorseze in his movie )
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>Of course Grace did White Rabbit in the encore.
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>I will always have a soft spot in my heart for Bill Graham - truly one of the great empresarios of any age. The Diaghilev of rock
>(WOW in checking the spelling of Diaghilev I just found the Wikipedia in Catalan! Anyone who has any interest in language should check this out http://ca.wikipedia.org/ )


You know how we all have songs we will always associate with a specific time and place? Jay mentioned that at the very beginning of this thread. "Miracles" by the Jefferson Starship is one of those for me. In this case, the summer between high school and college, coming back from a seaside bar in Old Orchard Beach, Maine, which had live bands most nights of the week. (Claim to fame: Aerosmith played there when they were still a bar band from Massachusetts and "Dream On" was just starting to get airplay on regional radio stations). The car windows open on a warm summer night, the radio playing, my date a cheerleader in my class who was so smart, popular, and pretty I couldn't believe she had agreed to go out with me. We had a nice time, too, on that night and some others. So when "Miracles" came on the radio, neither of us having heard it before, I thought maybe it was some kind of portent. "As long as you believe in miracles, baby, so will I...."

Alas, she didn't believe in miracles, LOL.

PS -- If you can ever lay your hands on the oral biography of Bill Graham, grab it. Terrific stuff about the glory days of Fillmore (east and west) and Winterland, and the now "classic rock" bands who played there on an almost nightly basis. Along with Woodstock and a few other big festivals, and of course some albums that have stood the test of time, this was the apex of rock and roll. And Graham was right there in the middle of it.