Thursday, June 16, 2011

Crosby & Nash Sunday May 22, 2011 Palace Theatre Stamford

So the rapture didn’t come and the world didn’t end.  I don’t want to blame it all on David Crosby & Graham Nash, but I think they might have had a part in it.  We’re still here, and I got to see them at the Palace Theatre in Stamford.  I got tickets in March and one of my usual accomplices my Aunt was going to come, because she really enjoyed the CSN concert at Tanglewood last year.  But at the last minute she had to bow out and I was left with an extra ticket.  I was thinking of who to ask, and I remember my neighbor has been in love Graham Nash for forever so I ran over and asked her, and she obliged.  She was very excited so we made plans and that was that.  To sweeten the pot for me, I found out that this was going to be televised on HDNet.  I was scrambling look for a friend or co-worker with this channel, but no luck.  Anyone catch it?  I’m sure it was awesome! 


We drove down to Stamford, and sat in traffic as is the norm for driving southbound on 95.  We parked in the mall which is free on Sunday and walked the half block to the Palace.  I checked out the merch table and it was freaky because the guy that ran it looked just like a thinner Stephen Stills without the speech problems.  I saw that they were selling USB drives of the show.  I tried to see if I could get better than 320mbps, but that’s all they had.  This might be the audiophile in me, but I think mp3 is the root of all evil (not really but as you can see by my other posts, I really don’t care for it).  The lanyard USB drives would be ready about 30 minutes after the show, which is pretty fast turn around.  As I was getting my ticket to secure my drive after the show, my neighbor, who we’ll call Stacey was chatting up “Stephen” about how to maybe get her Graham Nash book she brought with her signed.  This woman overheard us and said that the tour bus is parked across the street outside and there is a security guard that looks like Graham Nash out there that could fill us in as well.  This woman’s husband looked amazingly like a tanned David Crosby.  So all the look a likes were out there that night!

Outside we went to chat with Bill, who really looked like Graham Nash, down to the mustache and white hair.  He told us that it might be possible right after the show as they walk to the bus.  After chatting with Bill and the other nice security personnel, we went back inside and found our seats in the ‘mezz and waited.  The show started at 7:31 on the dot (maybe to make up for the intro video HDNet made up for the opening credits).  They played a lot of hits, but there were some misses, but all in all the night was great.  I’m writing this while listening to my USB.  


 They opened with the Byrds rocker 8 Miles High.  Graham sang  I Used To Be King, (even though he still is king) and said that they reached into the past for that one.  Wasted on the Way was one of the many highlights for me, I have been to see many CSN concerts and have always wanted to hear this song.  Dean Parks replaced the violin rather nicely with his pedal steel guitar.  Long Time Gone was a standard arrangement.  Next up was a James Raymond (David’s long lost son) penned song called Lay Me Down.  Very mellow and melodic, James really is talented.    

I’m not that big a fan of David Crosby, I mean I like him, but Still and Nash are my favorites, but I did enjoy the Lee Shore which was written by Crosby.  Just a Song is one of my all time top favorite songs and was glad that it has come back into the rotation after being in semi-retirement.  Next Graham ribbed David that during normal shows, this is the part where David gets nervous, but since it’s on TV, it should be ok because David was going to sing a new song.  Slice of Time sounds like most his songs.  It’s good to know that they are still writing, maybe we will get another CSN/CN/CSNY/N album some day.  Next up was the politically relevant Don’t Dig Here.  Graham extended his thoughts and prayers to the poor people of Japan and said that nuclear disasters are now on a global level, and they not just local anymore.  Powerful stuff.  Critical Mass was once again pre-recorded but was the opener for the ever powerfully penned Nash song, Wind on the Water about the whales.  Dead did a fantastic job of mimicking a crying whale with the guitar.  I have never heard of Cowboy Movie, but it was enjoyable.

I have a knack for guessing what song will be played by what guitar the artist is given, and I guessed Marakesh Express and surprised Stacey that I was right.  Now only if I could make some money doing this!  Usually with CSN, James Raymond plays the distorted guitar part on the record, but Dean was playing it on the pedal steel and it sounded really good.  I was very impressed with his playing.  He filled in for Stephen Stills rather nicely.  Graham quipped that somewhere in the bowels of Abbey Road there is an 8 track tape of The Hollies trying to learn this song.  He also added that The Hollies were a great band, but just couldn’t get this one.  I should mention that CSN are doing 2 secret shows at the Beacon in late August.  I say ‘secret’ because you can actually still get tickets for it and I didn’t even know about it.  I overheard some guy say something about it in the merch line.  After Déjà vu there was a 20 minute intermission.

Stacey was off to scope out the bus situation and I was in the line to get an autographed set list.  I also got an autographed poster.  It’s nice to get genuine autographs and you don’t have to be ‘hosed’ on eBay buying something that can be a bit dodgy.  This is when I ran into that lady I sat next to at the Paul Simon Beacon show, the one with the whistler.  After I got my poster and setlist, I got back to my seat just in time for the lights to dim for the second set. 

The second set opened with a great song which Graham dedicated to his wife Susan.  For Simple Man he was playing the guitar and harmonica and singling brilliantly.  For being 69, he still sings incredibly well and goes to show that age really is just a number sometimes.  David dedicated Guinnever to his wife Jan.  They both said they have been on the road for months and miss their family.  In Your Name is a great song or a prayer really about how many people have been killed in the name of religion.  What’s good about Graham’s songs are they make you think.  Some of them may be toe tappers, but most of them have an underlying message to get out there.  


What Are Their Names was short and sweet as usual, one of Crosby’s politically charged thinking songs.  It warmed us up for They Want it All.  Graham told a story about a giant Jesus statue that inspired him to write Jesus of RioCamera was dedicated to David’s father who was a photographer and cinematographer.  Graham said that he shot High Noon the classic film from the 50’s.  Orleans was the introduction to the momentous Cathedral.  The next in the line of hit laden songs was Our House.  Graham let the audience sing as usual and it was fun because everyone knows the words to this song.  Next up was Military Madness one of my favorite Graham songs.  He used to sing about Bush, but now has switched to Obama in the “and I hope Obama discovers” instead of “I hope Bush remembers, what’s driving the people mad” bit.  Almost Cut My Hair was a Crosby standard.  Leave it to Crosby to write a song about cutting your hair and then have it all fall out.  They closed the main set with Wooden Ships.  It was a nice jam session for everyone to show off their musical prowess. 

They came back on for the obligatory Teach Your Children and after letting us sing a bit, the song ended and then Graham started one of my favorite rockers, Chicago.  As soon as it ended, he sang “goodnight” into the mic, letting us know that show was really over.  Stacey was off in a mad dash to get to the tour bus.  She had told me she learned there was a VIP reception for Graham and Nash and that she would have more time than she thought to get down to the bus.  I was waiting in line for the lanyard and she was waiting to see her idol.  I missed Graham, and of all of them, Graham and Stephen are the ones I would love to meet.  I actually own a Stephen Stills signature guitar, and love it.  I wasn’t too keen on waiting around for David Crosby to come out because I could picture him being distant and cold…nail on the head people.  He wouldn’t even lift his head and say ‘hi’ to us.  He treated us like lepers.  He avoided us like the plague.  I don’t care if he was ‘tired’ or had a ‘bad’ day or whatever else excuse they use, you can at least wave to the people that shelled out money to come see you and waited in the rain too.  But on the bright side, we did get to see James Raymond.  He was very nice, actually stopped to chat for a bit and even signed our ticket stub.  Not like father like son!  


A note about the filming: it was very distracting being at the concert and watching the camera people walk in front of David and Graham all night, so it must have been just as distracting being them.  During each song, the steadicam would make it’s way in front of the boys and then there was the camera on the jib to do the sweeping crane shots.  I would love to see this concert so if anyone taped it…let me know. 

Guest Blogger Stacey's account:

I've loved these guys since I first saw them when I was a freshman in High School (CSN was my very first 'big concert'), and have an especially warm spot in my heart for Graham Nash.

First let me say, WHAT a performance!!!  It was perfection, and their band (which included James Raymond, Crosby's son) was amazing.  They televised it live in HD, so there were camera people everywhere and it was very exciting, but the electrifying atmosphere was due to the band and their performance, not the hype.

After the concert, I waited outside in the alleyway between theater and the bus, hoping... There was a "meet and greet" after the concert, so I had to wait a bit, but after awhile, Graham came walking by.  The security guy was rushing him along, even though there were only a handful of people outside.

I said, "Graham, I've been waiting 35 years to just say thank you"

He stopped and smiled, extended his hand and said, "Come here, Hon, give me a hug" and stepped away from the security guy.  We embraced, and I kissed him on the cheek. He was kind and gracious, and even signed my copy of his photography book (which I brought with me, kind of hoping...)  My life is complete :)



8 Miles High
I Used to Be King
Wasted on the Way
Long Time Gone
Lay Me Down
Lee Shore
Just a Song
Slice of Time
Don’t Dig Here
Critical Mass/Wind on the Water
Cowboy Movie
Marrakesh Express
Déjà vu

Simple Man
Guinnevere
In Your Name
What Are Their Names
They Want It All
Jesus of Rio
Camera
Orleans-Cathedral
Our House
Military Madness
Almost Cut My Hair
Wooden Ships

Teach Your Children
Chicago


A note: the pictures with the date burned in are from Lori, so thanks Lori for being there to share in the moment. 

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

My Dream Paul McCartney setlist on the run with my money to Yankee Stadium


You can look, but I doubt you’d find a bigger Paul McCartney fan, or Macca as we uber fans refer to him as.  I have stuck with this man through tick and thin, and now that he has no voice left, I’m not about to give up on him.  I went to all three nights at CitiField and sat through the SAME EXACT SET LIST all three nights, and even got rained on during the first night (tears from Heaven as Macca dubbed it).  That’s the kind of dedication I have for this man.  I have spent $1770 to date to see this man, so this is how I figure I can be brutally honest about him in my blog. 

Paul your set list is getting a bit stale.  When you introduce one new song, the audience gasps for more.  There is no reason you can not retire some of the older songs.  People would love to see a Paul McCartney solo show.  Below I have made two ideal set lists, one for the stadium shows you have been doing, and one for the small theatre/club shows you should be doing to showcase some of your best and forgotten solo material.

I have sculpted his recent set list into something that I think is perfectly balanced with Beatles songs and solo and Wings material.  Face it, the world would not end if he didn’t do Beatles songs, but for some reason he feels like he must do them, so I picked the ones that have not been done for a while or at all.  I have also taken his voice into account, because lets face it, for 68, he’s not the best singer anymore, and I have been there for some major fuck ups, but I have been there for some great shows too. 

I also think the problem lies with the band, they have gotten too comfortable with the songs and need to be shaken up a bit.  His youthful band (most of them in their 40’s and 50’s) has been playing with him for 10 years now.  I can’t believe it, but Driving Rain is now 10 years old.  It wasn’t the best album, lets face it, it wasn’t even on the top 25, but it did what all of us wanted, it got Macca back on the road where he belongs. 

Macca does not need the money, his divorce didn’t wipe him clean, his children’s great grand children will still not to have to work for a living, so why does he have to charge so damn much to see him?  He says it’s not up to him, but it is.  Paul is sometimes like Liberace.  He is always over the top.  Can we go with 2 video screens instead of 10?  Does every show have to professionally filmed for it never to be released?  You’re Paul McCartney, not God.  Your every move does not need to be documented for future release.  Also, what is happening with this footage, it will never be released, so why even bother?  Don’t get me wrong, his shows can be impressive when he remembers the words.  There is no excuse to not remember the words, he has been using a teleprompter since the 2002 tour.  When he’s getting paid $12,500 a minute, you want to make sure he sings the songs right.

As I always say, I have a love/hate relationship with Paul.  Some things he does get on my nerves, but I will still shell out another 300 bucks to go see him at Yankee Stadium.  I’m lucky that I already booked Peter Frampton tickets (for 35 bucks btw) on the night he is doing the second concert and Yankee Stadium, so I can only go the Friday night one.  My wallet thanks me for that one, also, a back to back show can go either way with him sometimes. 

Below are the ideal set lists:

Stadium shows                                                            Macca Club Shows
Hello, Goodbye                                                            Venus & Mars
Jet                                                                                Rockshow       
Flaming Pie                                                                   Jet       
Drive My Car                                                               Letting Go
Junior’s Farm                                                               Let Me Roll It
Letting Go                                                                    Flaming Pie
Let Me Roll It                                                               Coming Up
You Won’t See Me                                                      Another Day    
She’s A Woman                                                           Take It Way    
Got to Get You Into My Life                                        Beautiful Night
Maybe I’m Amazed                                                      Fine Line
Long & Winding Road                                                  Let Em In
1985                                                                            Ballroom Dancing
Let Em In                                                                     Sing the Changes
Listen to What the Man Said                                         Temporary Secretary
Blackbird                                                                     Every Present Past
Everynight                                                                    Tug of War
Eleanor Rigby                                                               Picasso’s Last Words
Mrs. Vanderbilt                                                            Mrs. Vanderbilt
Too Many People/She Came In Through….                 Everynight
Penny Lane                                                                  With a Little Luck
Good Day Sunshine                                                      Band on the Run
Band on the Run                                                           Too Many People
Back in the USSR                                                        Press
Paperback Writer                                                         The World Tonight
Ob-la-di                                                                       You Gave Me the Answer
Maxwell’s Silver Hammer                                             Wanderlust      
Live & Let Die                                                             C Moon          
Hey Jude                                                                      1985
                                                                                    Soily
Yesterday
Get Back                                                                      Hi Hi Hi
Helter Skelter                                                               My Love
                                                                                    Listen to What the Man Said
I Saw Her Standing There
Please Please Me                                                         Maybe I’m Amazed
Day Tripper                                                                  Silly Love Songs
                                                                                    Uncle Albert
Lady Madonna
Let It Be                                                                       Juniors Farm
Sgt. Peppers/The End                                                   Live & Let Die

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Paul Simon Monday June 6, 2011 Webster Hall

Trust me, this is not the Paul Simon blog, it’s just that he has been very active this year. Don’t worry, if he falls back into the old routine, he will be 75 by the time he tours and has a new album and I will be dead.  He writes an album when he feels like it, he doesn’t force himself, so that’s why his music is so fresh and non-contrived.  Onto Paul Simon at Webster Hall!!

The concert was announced very briefly before it was going to happen.  I missed the Brooklyn Vegan presale, so had to take my chances with the on sale day.  The only thing in my favor is that this was a “no ticket” show.  They were not printing tickets--in fact the only way you’re getting into the show is with an ID and the credit card you used to purchase the tickets.  Also, for example, if you bought three tickets, all three people must be with you to enter, or you don’t get it.  Fuck you scalpers, I finally won!!!  So on the day the tickets went on sale, I had my usual safety net of having someone else on TM trying to get tickets.  I put in 1 ticket right at 10am.  I got one!!  I snapped it right up and was finished 2 minutes after I started.  Could it be that Ticketmaster is actually living up to their reputation of being the master of tickets?  That’s what happens when you have a monopoly folks! 

I took the 3:47 into the city and got into Grand Central around 5:15.  I went downstairs and perused the local New York delicacies.  I settled on a turkey and brie sandwich from Juniors.  Yum!  After I finished my pickle, I found the “4” train on the subway.  The first one was so jam packed with people that I just waited the three minutes until the next one came.  The next train was a lot less crowded and I was on my way to 14th Street and Union Square.  After a short three block up and one over walk, I had arrived at Webster Hall.  As I saw the sign, I also saw some things that threw me.  The line was not that long as I thought it would be, and I saw trucks that didn’t look like tour trucks, so I had to investigate.  I snapped a few pics on my iPhone so I could remember what companies they were.  Judging by the names on the truck, “mobile audio”, “tele-vision” etc, I figured that they must have been filming the show tonight (I was right btw).  Hung up on the doors were these big release signs informing us they were filming for a future release.  I won’t hold my breath though because in 2009 at the Beacon on the first night, they had the same signs and still nothing.  I have a feeling that it will not be coming out on DVD.  Someone said it was being filmed for a PBS special.  While that may be true, usually the local PBS station will handle production, not subcontract out to a production company.  Time will tell.  The company that was filming was Parallel 28 Equipe, Inc.  Look them up on IMDB, they seem to specialize in concert DVDs.  


I got there about 5:45 and the line wasn’t that long yet.  The Webster crew kept coming by to make sure we weren’t blocking the entrance to the AMC Theatre at the end of the block.  The doors were supposed to open at 6:30.  They did not open however until 6:45.  While we were waiting, I saw a short man with a fedora coming down the VIP staircase and like a train in the distance, he was gone.  It was Paul.  It’s a good thing he’s so old looking, not a lot of casual fans would recognize him these days.  A few minutes later I saw Eddie walking up the stairs with his VIP badge around him neck.  I have not seen the two of them together ever, so maybe they are just one person going around incognito.  A few minutes later, I saw Jamey and Jim walk by.  I told Jamey that he was the master, he smiled and they kept walking.  Jim had a gig bag strapped to his back.  Across the street they went and faded into the horizon.  A few minutes later Mick, the new piano player passed by on his way up the VIP stairs with a younger woman.  Once the line started to move, we were ushered into a dark damp old hall.  I’m glad I didn’t have to fill out a form first before I waited in line.  We were then split into two lines, A-M and N-Z for our last names.  I approached the table for my letter and the guy found my name gave me back my license and I was on my way.  I had to run to the bathroom, and found myself in the peculiar predicament.  There is only one bathroom for both sexes and it was wide open, so it looks like a bar, but it has stalls.  Right before I found the bathroom, this guy walked into me and looked up to see who it was, and it was Bakithi, rushing with a guitar case in his hand back stage.  I didn’t mind that he didn’t say sorry.    


I found a nice place to stand and I was about 4 people back from the stage, dead center.  Then a giant redwood of a man came from getting a drink and stood right in front of me.  Was I going to have to stare is his shirt all night, I think not.  So I moved about 2 feet off center, and had a fine view and didn’t worry anymore.  About 7:15 the guitar techs were running a line check on the mics and monitors.  Paul’s guitar tech, who is about 2 feet taller than him practically had to bend over to check Paul’s mic.  He was tuning guitars in a pit on stage right and bringing them out on stage to check them.  Then the other tech, who looked to be in charge of Vincent’s guitars and Bakithi’s basses, was tuning the guitars via a mac book.  I guess the humidity conditions in the hall were off because both techs tuned each guitar at least twice maybe even three times, sometimes more on Vincent’s guitars.  Tuning went on and on and the 7:30 start time slowly got pushed to 8:15.  The guitars were being tuned and it was dragging on and on. 

I noticed that 7 HD cameras were placed around the venue.  There were four in the house two on the sides on risers and two with the sound crew in front of the bar.  There was a roaming camera on stage right in the back and there was one on a tripod on stage left that would go between being fixed and handheld throughout the night.  Then for good measure, they had a camera on a tripod at the back of the stage pointing out into the house.  This was most likely a wide angle lens camera for effect.  There might have been more, but what annoys me the most about newer concert DVDs is the need for 26 HD cameras and being cut between them every 2.3 seconds.  Fast editing distracts from the content, and editing should only enhance the content.    

Around 8:15 the band came out from stage right followed by Paul.  An easy way to tell when the show is going to start is to watch for when the cameramen take their places.  The guitar tech put out his Martin without a capo, so I knew he was going to start with Boy in the Bubble.  Instead of strumming the chords, he did finger picking on alternating A’s.  I like it when Paul changes things up, he’s not afraid to do that.  Mark and Bikithi’s solos were both very good.  Paul was in very good voice and had pep in his step.  He was wearing a jacket over his usual tucked in tee-shirt that looked like leather.  The first number brought the house down.  I was hoping for some major deviation in the set list because it was being filmed and all, but like a Trojan, he soldered on with Dazzling Blue.  I could not hear Jamey’s chanting that he did on the intro of this song.  It may have been where I was standing and which stack I was near, or he may not have been doing it, who knows?  I couldn’t see him that well.  Jim is the best picker/drummer you will find.  It’s amazing how he can play both, sometimes at the same time!


It was quite a sight to see, 1500 people singing in key with Paul during 50 Ways to Leave Your Lover.  This was the funk-ified edition, the band was very tight and sounded great.  Paul greeted us as he strapped on his red 12 string.  He said “how great to be playing a club in New York.”  He did the usual intro for Vietnam.  I think Mark Stewart might have sick this evening.  His singing was a bit off.  Especially during Vietnam when he mimics Paul’s singing during the verse.  He was having a hard time hitting the notes, very unlike him.  The time I have seen him, Paul screwed up Mother & Child Reunion.  During the second verse, he got behind in the lyrics somehow and covered nicely.  I think only a few of us noticed.  Paul was staring me down the whole night because I remembered the words better than he did sometimes.  The entire crowd was singing along, it was a glorious moment.  That Was Your Mother got a rousing reception.  The crowd was dancing.  Andy got an extended solo motioned by Paul (maybe directing traffic?).  


Hearts & Bones was flawless; the best time I’ve seen him sing it.  For Slip Sliding Away, Paul played a red 6 string Gibson electric, instead of the ‘Late in the Evening’ funky white guitar I have mentioned before.  He really emphasized the “hometown” line in the first verse that got a rise out of the crowd.  I could tell he was really relaxed and there just for the music.  Once again, during Peace Like a River, he sang that the best I have seen, nailed the guitar and high notes.  Mick got an extended solo at the end.  I don’t know where the piano solo came from, it doesn’t really fit with the song, but Mick is a great player, he reminds me of Philip Glass, a-tonal pieces that fit together as whole.  Mick waved to the audience while we were clapping.    

        
The Obviously Child usually gets a great response, but Webster Hall lost its shit when he started playing this song.  I could feel the dance floor shaking, that’s how crazy the crowd was going.  People were jumping up and down in time with the music.  He swapped 12 strings and started playing The Only Living Boy in New York.  He once again screwed up the guitar solo, if he would just go back to playing it the regular way, all would be fine in the world.  

 
The next song was a treat; he sort of dropped it from the set list, but picked it back up for the club shows.  The Afterlife is a peppy song about what happens when we die.  I would have rather had Getting Ready for Christmas Day, but I digress.  The Afterlife was followed by another new song, Questions for the Angels.  The references of New York City got a rise out of the crowd.  

 
Webster Hall was once again shaking during Diamonds.  Mark usually plays his Stephen Stills White Falcon Gretsch here, but he opted for the telecaster.  The drum breakdown at the end was intense.  The bass solo wasn’t the best, Bakithi even made a face like he screwed it up.  Something happened about halfway through the show, the band got their mojo thrown off and didn’t regain it until Gone at Last.  They weren’t playing bad, it just wasn’t as tight as I have seen.  His band could play awful and still sound amazing, that’s how good each of them are.  Gumboots ended the show to rapturous applause.  I noticed that when Paul and Mark de-tune their guitars for the ending of Gumboots, Mick had mallets in his hand and was pounding on the piano string inside the baby grand.  The cameraman was in his way and he almost missed it because of that.  After Gumboots, Paul and the band left the stage.


 
A few minutes later Paul came back.  There was a weird delay on his guitar for the opening bars of The Sound of Silence.  It got fixed right before he started his extended intro.  He sang this song well.  The crowd was very respectful while listening to the master show off his prowess.  By this time, they had turned on the very large wind machines.  I guess there is no air conditioning in Webster Hall, so the PA was competing with these large machines.  


The band came back out and really rocked Kodachome® and brought the house down with Gone at Last.  I was surprised by how many younger people were there.  The Beacon and Foxwoods shows were like visiting a state home.  Maybe the younger vibe from the crowd caused his resurgence during these songs.  The band rocked Gone at LastHere Comes the Sun was the worst song they played.  All three musicians screwed it up.  Tony was having accordion problems and came in late, Paul screwed up the words and started with the wrong verse and Mark screwed up the guitar part at the end.  Mark and Paul just smiled at each other at the end to let us know it was OK.  It would have been nice if they just started the song over.

Once again Paul proclaimed “it’s late in the evening.”  The crowd was shaking the dance floor yet again.  By this song the band was on fire again.  They really are a tight band and it’s the musicianship that blew the people away.  He doesn’t need giant video screens or visuals to distract from the auto tune awful singing other artists do.  He is the king of New York and Webster Hall was his castle. 

In the dark during the next encore break after the band left the stage, a tech came out with a mic stand and placed it to the left of Paul’s.  It was tall like Garfunkel’s would have been.  Everyone was convinced Garfunkel was here.  I’m not trying to be a snob, but I knew it wasn’t Garfunkel because he is always on Paul’s right when they sing, always!  Also, at the Beacon shows, Paul said Artie was still struggling with his voice.  But I knew it was someone tall.  


Right when I saw the mic go up, they also had what looked like words to a song that the guy taped down by the mic stand.  I pulled out my camera and started to roll, I didn’t want to miss it, because Paul rarely ever has “guests.”  A few minutes later, the band came back out, followed by Paul, followed by David Byrne from the Talking Heads.  Austin is a huge David Byrne fan and would have really enJoyed this, but alas he decided to go to England instead.  Paul introduced David and David picked up one of Paul’s Martin’s and started to play an ‘F.’  The dance floor was shaking, probably the worst shaking of the night.  I was praying it would hold us all.  People were loosing their shit left and right, yet again.  Two New York icons on the same stage.  David and band started the Talking Heads song Road to Nowhere.  Paul was playing the harmonica and singing.  David has never been the best singer, but he really puts his whole soul into it and that’s all that matters.  This song got one of the loudest rounds of applause.  David put the guitar down.  


It’s really hard to surprise me, I can usually guess what songs they are going to do, but I nearly lost my shit when they started the next song.  In a way I was happy that You Can Call Me Al was retired for this tour, because it meant he could play something else that he hasn’t done in a while, but I also missed it.  The fact that David got him to do it for this one off, was fantastic.  The next day I found the link between them.  When Paul did those BAM shows in 2008, David sang I Know What I Know for the African show.  He did an admirable job too, you can find it on YouTube.  David started singing the song and the roof almost caved in.  Everyone was cheering and jumping and singing, it was the most enthusiastic crowds I have ever seen and I’ve been to a lot of concerts in my day.  Paul and David were both singing the song.  David was adding his inflections and Paul was singing it straight.  Tony’s solo was lost by crowd because David was doing his Once in a Lifetime dance and was driving the crowd crazy.  He forgot to come back for the third verse so the band vamped.  Bikithi’s solos were not the best, maybe because they have not been playing this song on tour, or maybe he was distracted by the African smock he decided to wear.  David was once again dancing and the horn section was really playing their hearts out.  The song ended, Paul thanked David and the crowd was still talking amongst themselves about what they had just witnessed.  


I’m still tired about Still Crazy After All These Years.  I wish he would just send it to the glue factory already.  His voice still sounds tired and I would rather hear something else.  Yes Andy plays a fantastic solo, but it just sounds bad.  After the smattering of applause, the tech brought out a guitar with a capo on the 5th fret, so I knew it was going to end with Crazy Love, Vol. II.  Paul thanked us once again and said he was going to close with a song from Graceland.  Everyone thought it would be Graceland, there was a buzz, but I knew which song it would be.  The band started Crazy Love, Vol. II and crowd was very receptive.  I think it’s smarter to open with Boy in the Bubble, to get the crowd going, and close with Crazy Love.  The set list for this tour is perfectly balanced and I know Paul does it according to key signatures, so I will have to figure this out and get back to you all.

All in all and after everything was said and done, I was glad I decided to get a ticket.  Just for the David Byrne songs, it made it worth the train, subway, and ticket price.  Paul was very loose and was in a good mood and the band for the most part was tight.  The last show of the tour could go either way sometimes.  I have no more Paul Simon booked, unless he does a fall leg or Garfunkel does in fact talk him into going out later in the year.  On a side note Art has a concert scheduled for September in Canada, so maybe he is getting his voice back.

After the show was over, the lights came up and my whirlwind tour with Paul Simon was finally over.  I should have been on the payroll.  There was only one way out of the venue, and all 1500 people were trying to use it.  I waited around for a bit, watching the crew strike the stage.  I was exhausted from standing for six hours and just wanted to get out of there.  When I finally went down the stairs, I went into the room with the merch table, I really wanted a “Webster Hall” stamped poster.  There were these huge mirror doors that had printed signs, “keep out” which all but made me wonder who was behind them and why we were supposed to keep out.  I got my poster and was rolling it when one door opened and I saw inside there were a bunch of people running around, it looked like that space was being used as home base, like it was backstage.  So I took my time rolling my poster and just for good measure I bought a magnet to kill some more time.  Then, the other door swung open and out walked David Byrne in his pink shirt on his road to nowhere.  I quickly quipped that he just ‘burned down the house.’  He looked and smiled then went on his way with a younger woman at his side.  I thought it was pretty funny and so did the merch guy. 

I knew from an 8:15 start time that I would never make the 10:22.  But I did make the 11:22 and I was so tired, and the train ride just seemed to take forever.  We stopped at stations I had never even heard of.  We even stopped at Willoughby.  I got home slightly before 1am and crashed as my head hit the pillow.  What a great end to a month of touring with Paul!  Here’s hoping for a fall leg!    

The Boy In the Bubble
Dazzling Blue
50 Ways to Leave Your Lover
So Beautiful or So What
Vietnam
Mother & Child Reunion
That Was Your Mother
Hearts and Bones
Mystery Train/Wheels
Slip Sliding Away
Rewrite
Peace Like A River
The Obvious Child
The Only Living Boy In New York
The Afterlife
Questions for the Angels
Diamonds on the Soles of Her Shoes
Gumboots

The Sound of Silence
Kodachrome
Here Comes the Sun
Late In the Evening

Road to Nowhere (w/ David Byrne)
You Can Call Me Al (w/ David Byrne)
Still Crazy After All These Years
Crazy Love, Vol. II

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Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Paul Simon Wednesday May 11, 2011 Beacon Theatre

Back to back Paul Simon shows.  What a life I lead!  He tours so infrequently, that you have to take advantage of the chance when you get it.  Paul is so in-tune with the music that people often complain that he doesn’t ever address the audience with colloquial stories of how he wrote the songs etc.  I reply with “all killer, no filler” because he lets his music be the judge, not some story he could tell.  It’s always been about the music, and always will be.  Since the set was mostly the same, this will be short, but will I will supplement with photos that I took with my new camera that I bought just for these shows.  I love this camera.  The trouble in Japan has made it very difficult to get, but I finally got it.  I can go up to ISO 3200 and the video looks really nice. 

So I took an early train into the city, and found my way to B&H Photo/Video near 9th Ave.  What a place for an audio/video-phile like myself.  They have everything you could imagine, and you can play with it too.  Since I was by myself, I could do what I wanted to do and not have to worry about pleasing other people. 

I had made plans to meet up with Bristol and Elise the two main actors from my movie (my movie).  Elise picked a place called The Australian to meet.  This place had kangaroo meat, so I was really careful not to order that.  They had some nice drink specials, which we partook in.  The thing I love about Elise is that she eats everything with Ketchup, and it has to be Heinz (product placement much?)  As far as I’m concerned, there are few things that the “store brand” can’t be comparable to, and they are in no particular order, Heinz Ketchup, Hellmann’s Mayonnaise, and genuine Q-Tips).  She had vegetable risotto and on went the ketchup.  I had a cheeseburger (real beef this time) with a fried egg on top, I guess that’s how those Aussies do it.  After we finished our ketchup laden meal, we went on a hunt for a Starbucks, which isn’t that hard to find one on every block in the city.  Elise bought a round of drinks, thanks Elise!!  We parted ways and Bristol and I took a short walk to the subway, I went uptown, he went downtown and I was on my way to the Beacon.
 
I was still uber early and uber excited, so I found a seat on a bench at the little park on Broadway and relaxed and watched the pigeons and homeless people peck around for food (the homeless should start eating the pigeons, two birds with one stone, no pun intended).  At about 7:25 I took the short stroll to the Beacon.  The sign outside said “sold out.”  There wasn’t any doubt in my mind that it was sold out, because the scalped ticket was burning a hole in my pocket. 

After entering the beautiful art deco-decked out lobby, I waited in line to buy the tchockies that would help me remember this show.  Instead of having a generic poster printed, Paul has the date and the venue printed at the bottom.  This was similar with the Simon & Garfunkel tour posters too, so I guess its Paul’s idea.  It’s a nice way to remember the gig.

I sat down next to this nice woman, she would later tell me all about how she got the tickets.  She is from Westchester and the funny thing is that I ran into her again at the Crosby & Nash concert in Stamford 12 days later.  She was with a significant other, she never introduced him, but I could tell he didn’t want to be there.  We chatted, and I told her all about the previous night, about how he wasn’t in a great mood, but didn’t spoil the set list for her.  Right about this time, trouble with a capital “T” moved in behind us.  This husband and wife team would systematically ruin the concert for me and this nice lady.  They were from Connecticut and it was their ninth wedding anniversary, and they both had a little too much to drink.  This man was fucking obnoxious and the wife was even worse.  She was not happy with the seats they got, I guess they wanted front row, and weren’t happy with 6th row!  Some people.  This man would whistle one of those high pitched ‘get your attention in a crowded room’ type of whistles after every song, and if he wasn’t whistling then he would be grunting.  Then wife would tell him to stop, but that would only make him do it more.  It takes a lot for me to get out of my seat and go find the supervisor to take care of this, and I did that, during Rewrite.  He calmed down for a bit because the security guy was standing next to him for the remainder of the show.  How ridiculous was this, me and this lady spent so lavishly on scalped tickets to a sell out and had to listen to some drunk asshole interfere with Paul and the band all night! 

On a side note, I finally tracked down Eddie and let him know about the scalped ticket situation.  I asked him why Paul doesn’t do fan pre-sales like they did for the S&G shows in 03 & 04.  He was really decent, he apologized and said they do try to make sure the fans get the tickets.  I told him that it was my 12th show and how much I paid for the ticket, he was a bit taken back, but he was a gentleman, and a really nice guy.  I know he couldn’t do anything, but I felt better getting it “off my chest.”  On the upshot, a few weeks later at Webster Hall since they did the ticketless show, there really is no way for someone to buy the ticket and sell it again.  The only way you’re getting in is if you go in with the scalper.  I don’t know if Eddie or I had anything to do with this, but thanks Eddie if you did!

At about ten after eight, the band came out and found their places followed by Paul.  Tony blew a triumphant bugle call into the trumpet.  Maybe this was done to announce that the show was starting, or to see if his monitors were turned on.  That is the worst thing that can happen when your monitors don’t work and you can’t hear yourself and “the show must go on.”  That happened at a Simon & Garfunkel show in 2004 I was at.  Paul’s monitors went out and like a true soldier; he fought on and sang the song without being able to hear himself.  Artie does not use monitors. 

The set was almost the same except for a couple different songs and the order of the songs.  The man and his voice were in a better mood for the second night.  The orchestra was up with standing ovations after almost each song.  They barely stood at all for the first night.

There was an extended intro on the accordion for That Was Your Mother.  Paul made a hand gesture, looking like he was directing traffic, so Tony played a couple more bars and extended the intro but I guess that meant, keep playing.  He did the same thing to Andy during this song at Foxwoods and Webster Hall.

The fake strings in Hearts & Bones didn’t sound so cheesy this time, maybe it was a bad night the previous night.  The crowd went crazy when he started Mystery Train and we were all in awe of Wheels.  Jim really is a great guitar player, I wonder which he learned first? 


Paul hit the high notes in Peace Like a River effortlessly.  He also nailed the guitar finger picking part.  

 
Someone yelled out a request, I couldn’t hear which one, but I did hear Paul say, he was “thinking about it.”  The Obvious Child got the standard standing ovation.  The only awkward Paul Simon moment in the show was before The Only Living Boy in New York.  He felt like he should say something, so he announced that to the crowd and thought for a few seconds and said “getting old, how great is that?”  Out of left field huh?  It still got a nice reaction from the crowd.  When he does the “guitar solo” in this song, Paul has been doing it weird.  He hits the strings instead of strumming them.  He has screwed it up almost every time I have seen it.  He substituted Father & Daughter for Questions for the Angels.  This is a much better song than Love in Hard Times which he dropped after a few shows.  


Diamonds got the usual response when he started to sing the opening line.  He has a nice little horn section in the band now, Andy, Tony and Mark.  I wonder if Mark learned the sax just for playing with Paul.  If I ever meet you Mark, that will be my first question, followed by a question about your White Falcon.  Gumboots was full of vigor and a great way to end the main show.  


After leaving the stage, Paul came back a few minutes later by himself to play The Sound of Silence.  He really nailed it, no issues with his voice like the previous night.  Kodachrome™ was enjoyable, but Gone at Last brought the house down.  At the end of the song, he said “Phoebe Snow.”  I’m not sure if this was his way of dedicating the song to his recently departed co-singer or not. 

He introduced the next song when he said “we’ll it’s late in the evening.”  The song followed.  He then left the stage.  After returning for the final time, he thanked us very much, followed by “it’s kind of a cliché to say, but I do, I thank you very much.”  Paul seems to have a real problem taking praise.  Tony started Still Crazy.  Once again, his voice sounds tired of this song.  I wish this would get retired because everyone knows that he is crazy, we don’t need a song about it. 





Before they started The Boy in the Bubble, Paul said “I gotta catch the “D” train.”  After this song, he did his usual band intros.  They were a bit extended maybe because it was in New York.  He had a kind word about everybody.  Jamey was the guru and master percussionist.  Vincent was the ‘King of Cameroon’.  Paul thanked us again, and it was over two hours after it started.   

Crazy Love, Vol. II
Dazzling Blue
50 Ways
So Beautiful or So What
Slip Sliding Away
Vietnam
Mother & Child Reunion
That Was Your Mother
Hearts & Bones
Mystery Train/Wheels
Rewrite
Peace Like a River
The Obvious Child
The Only Living Boy in New York
Love Is Eternal
Questions for the Angels
Diamonds
Gumboots

Sound of Silence
Kodachrome™
Gone at Last
Here Comes the Sun
Late in the Evening

Still Crazy
The Boy in the Bubble

 
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Thursday, June 2, 2011

Paul Simon Tuesday May 10, 2011 Beacon Theatre

Paul Simon playing his home town is always a momentous occasion so what else can I say about it?  But here goes.  People think I’m crazy for going to see the same artist multiple times, like in 2007 when I saw Jimmy Buffett four times.  The reason I do this is besides going to the concert, you are going in the possibility that something else will happen that didn’t happen last time.  The phrase “what a difference a day makes” comes to mind.  The show on Tuesday was very good, but Wednesday blew my socks off.  But this review is about Tuesday’s show. 

I met up with Austin, who is my usual concert accomplice.  I turned him onto Paul Simon in early 2006.  I remember the first time I took him to see the master at Radio City in October of 2006.  On a side note, Paul Simon has a brother named Eddie, who looks amazingly like him, or if your Eddie, he has a brother that looks amazingly like him.  Eddie is Paul’s manager and a really nice decent guy.  We were sitting in our orchestra seats waiting for the show to begin, and Austin turns to me with a cold stare on his face and whispers to me that “Paul Simon is right behind us.”  Being the usual skeptic that I am, I turned around and see it was Eddie, smile at him and turn around to Austin and explain that it’s the brother.  So from then on, each time we see Paul in the city, we look for Eddie.  I will always cause a stir pretending to freak out that I think its Paul Simon.  I’m a vindictive friend, but he keeps coming back for more, so he must be a glutton for punishment or he sees something in me that no one else sees.     

I got scalped tickets, and only had to pay 750% over face value for each ticket!  That’s a real bargain let me tell you (sarcasm alert).  It’s not like I didn’t try to get tickets the legitimate way, far from it, the problem is Paul Simon is from New York, and he’s playing the smallest place he could find, yes it creates an intimate experience blah blah blah, but it makes the tickets extremely hard to get.  It was me against the other twenty-five thousand fans that wanted tickets.  I had 3 people in addition to myself on Ticketmaster™ right at 10am on the on sale day.  I missed the Amex pre-sale - there just wasn’t a single ticket to be found.  I used Razorgator to buy my tickets.  I found tickets in row J of the orchestra.  I found they were in the left center and they were decent seats, not worth what I had to pay, but its Paul Simon, so it was worth it! 

As I approached the platform and waited for the 4:07 train, Austin announced/asked if it was ok that he invited his friend to dinner.  He also announced (like most of his friends) that she had blue hair.  His friends don’t faze me anymore, and I said it was fine.  I told him to find a place he can eat in the upper west side.  He couldn’t find one.  It seemed his vegan restaurant app failed him, because I found two very good places with a simple Google search.  I sent the places to him and we decided on Blossom, a famous vegan restaurant in the city.  He said he had enough for the “bacon cheeseburger” and a tip.  Poor kid, he’s in the process of moving, so I didn’t even bring up the fact that these tickets cost a month’s rent.  I put the quotes around the burger because, I don’t have a problem with vegans or vegetarians, but I do have a problem when they want to eat things that taste and look like meat and still call them meat.  Don’t even get me started on “tofurkey!” 

We got to Grand Central and we spotted Nikki, a girl with blueish/purple hair.  We did the standard introductions and then went on an Easter egg hunt looking for the “C” train.  I saw parts of New York that I didn’t know existed.  Judging by the piquant odor in the subway, one might have thought we were in New Jersey.  We took the “C” a few stops up to Columbus Avenue.  I am not used to being on the upper west side, it was very nice and relaxing there.  There was not a homeless person for a 12 block radius.
 
I must say that I’m sick of having to eat before going out to eat with Austin.  This is partly because of the portion size that’s usually dished out at vegan places.  I was impressed with the portion sizes at Blossom.  The burger was big and the fries were plentiful.  The burger was served on a focaccia roll with homemade ketchup on the side.  I’m a ketchup konnoisseur, so it is very hard to please me, but this ketchup was very good.  The vegan soy cheese was creamy and looked like melted cheddar.  The burger had a bit of a soy taste, but what would you expect from a soy burger?  The bacon tasted like bacon and in case you’re wondering, yes, the snozberries tasted like snozberries!  My only complaint was that there was no ice in the water.  The excuse I was given was that warm water is healthier than water with ice; to which I replied that if I want to drink warm liquids, I’ll drink piss! 

After dinner we parted ways with Nikki and walked the few blocks over to the Beacon.  There was such a powerful vibe about seeing Paul Simon at the Beacon.  I remember what it was like two years ago when he re-opened the place.  We had row J on house left which is two rows in front of the VIP door.  There were not that many celebrities there like last time, but there were a lot of VIPs going in and out of the backstage door all night long.  I saw Rob Schwimmer, the keyboard player (from the Simon & Garfunkel tours) and friend of Mark Stewart.  I guess some VIPs don’t get tickets, but can stand by the door and watch the show.  It was funny to watch them come out for the popular songs, but then retreat backstage for the new stuff.  There was not a dud in the set list, all the songs were enjoyable.  I crunched the numbers and I was 67% correct with my set list prediction.

Since I like to get to concerts early and just sit and chill and hot have to worry about missing a song, we had about thirty minutes to kill.  We were in our seats, and saw Eddie about 5 feet away chatting with some VIPs.  Austin and I made up a little game where we counted how many times people came up to him thinking he was Paul.  It happens the same way each time; they do a double take, followed by the bug eyed stare, then by the approach.  Eddie handles it like a pro, he says he’s “the brother but they have the same mother.”  While I was running to the bathroom, Austin relayed a story that happened where Eddie was sitting on the steps because of a hip problem, and the dick head security guard (that was there for both nights), gave him a hard time about sitting until the supervisor told him it was OK for him to sit.  The security guard gave Paul’s son a hard time too (not Harper, but Adrian, the oldest of the new batch).  It was a family affair, the whole family was there that night.  I saw Edie (Brickell, his wife, along with the younger children too).  Edie had just played NOLA Jazz Fest a few days prior.  The security guard gave her a hard time and checked her credentials as she was wearing a baseball cap and had her head down, I guess she didn’t want to be noticed or recognized. 


The show started about ten minutes late.  What I like about Paul Simon is there is no fan fare with the start of the show; the band comes on the stage, followed by Paul.  The place erupted in volcanic applause.  The band launched into Crazy Love, Vol II.  His voice sounded just like the record.  The arrangement had room for embellishments to be added to the song.  There was an extended guitar solo from Vincent (in case you’re wondering he wore the dress and the baseball cap) and Mark Stewart was playing some sort of mouth instrument (most likely homemade) to Andy Snitzer’s alto sax solo.  Paul’s voice was loud and clear and had no trouble hitting the higher octave towards the end of the song.  Standing victorious and shining like a beacon at the Beacon, Paul and the band went right into Dazzling Blue.  This is a favorite cut off the new album.  The live version is only enhanced with Mark Stewart’s harmony and Vincent’s booming lower register.  Paul’s voice was a bit challenged on this song.  This might be caused by too much fluctuation of pitch throughout the song.  He also started to sing the wrong verse during the guitar break, but covered nicely.  Jamey Haddad replicated the percussion and the intro chanting rather nicely.  Jamey really is a “master” as Paul put it when he introduced him later in the evening.  Seamlessly, Jim started the rather well known intro for 50 Ways to Leave Your Lover.  I was so happy that Paul stuck with the album phrasing here, because in 2006 I was very disappointed with his phrasing and general arrangement of the song.  Sometimes opting to play electric guitar on this song, he used his Martin OM42 signature guitar.  His voice effortlessly hit the “no need to discuss much” part.  This version was very jazzy and punchy with the added baritone sax work from Mark Stewart.  Someone in the band was singing a high pitched “Garfunkel” part along with Paul, but I couldn’t tell who it was.    


Paul greeted us with “hello my friends” and then commented how it seemed like just two years ago that he played the Beacon.  He also said “there’s something unnerving and exhilarating about playing your exact neighborhood.”  Then he introduced So Beautiful or So What.  Paul put on a red 12 string electric Epiphone guitar, that was prone to feedback because it was a semi-hollow body.  Mark was playing the main riff on what looked like a Danelectro (see the Mark Knopfler post) and Vincent was playing the acoustic riffs on his Takamine.  Unfortunately, there was a stack of subs blocking my view of Tony and Andy, so I could not really see what was going on during these songs.  There was a slight few seconds of feedback during this song, caused by the Paul’s guitar.

Paul switched guitars again, this time he strapped on a white funky looking electric guitar.  It sounds weird to have Slip Sliding Away played on an electric, but he did it and it sounded just like the 2009 arrangement but on electric guitar.  The added trumpet and sax were a welcome addition.  As much as I would have loved to hear The Afterlife, I’m glad it got dropped in favor of the next song(s).  It’s was a Paul Simon medley, he started with the Jimmy Cliff song, Vietnam.  This is the bonus internet only song he played on Jimmy Fallon for us.  He explained that Vietnam was the song that made him go down to Jamaica to record Mother & Child Reunion.  After a lively and energetically voiced version, they launched right into Mother & Child Reunion, which he has rarely ever done live.  He was being a bit careful in the pitch department and rephrased the lyrics a bit so it wouldn’t sound weird that he didn’t put a lot of umph into it.  There was a slight guitar solo (if you can call it that) by Mark Stewart towards the end.  This song got a standing ovation.  I’m glad that Paul is in a place where he plays what he wants to play, not necessarily the hits.  The audience didn’t miss the Me & Julio’s, You Can Call Me Al’s if he plays songs like this that his public has been yearning for. 

Tony strapped on his accordion and launched into the Zedyco laden That Was Your Mother.  This is another case of the live version having more energy than the recording.  Mark did his usual funky hillbilly-style guitar solo in the middle that was only topped by Andy’s great saxophone work.  Too bad those speakers were in the way because it’s fun to watch Andy play because he makes funny faces kicks his legs when he plays.  While were on the subject of funny gestures, it’s not a secret that Paul has been known to make whacky hand gestures when he’s not playing the guitar.  Watch any concert DVD from like 2000 on and you will see what I’m talking about.  It has only gotten worse with age.  It’s actually kind of funny to watch.  For the tail end of the song, Paul donned his Martin and after the volcanic applause, he quietly started Heart & Bones.  I have been waiting a long time to hear this song live.  It didn’t disappoint either.  He played it on the 1991 Born at the Right Time world tour (I was 8 so missed out on that), and it was also done as a one off in 2001 in Boston, but that’s it.  He has not played it in 10 years.  The one little complaint I had was that the “fake” strings towards the end, sound fake and cheesy.  I couldn’t tell if Tony or the new keyboard player, Mick was playing the part, but it just sounded bad and would have sounded better left off.  Also because of the arrangement of the stacks and subs (the huge speakers that hang from the ceiling that amplify what is being played on stage) it caused us to get too much of the nylon stringed guitar Mark Stewart was playing, and it drowned out Paul’s playing.  It was another medley, because they went right into Mystery Train (Paul Simon’s favorite Rock & Roll song ever).  I wish I could have seen the drummer Jim, because he is really good at the guitar and plays a lot during the show.  After Mystery Train, they went right into Chet Atkins’ Wheels.  Chet was one of the best guitar players around, especially at finger picking/plucking, you should check him out.  Paul, Mark and Jim were playing battling guitars during this song.  Jim played the guitar and had the hi-hat at the same time.  Jim also played lead on a telecaster during Wheels.  It was quite impressive. 

For the next song, the whole band played acoustic guitars.  Rewrite, as you can see by the album review I wrote, grew on me.  The problem is that no one in the band can whistle, and it sounded funny trying to hear three people whistle the same thing and none of them could really do it.  Mick didn’t seem to play a lot of piano/organ, he seemed to be helping out in the percussion department a lot during the evening.  Even for Still Crazy, Tony was playing the Rhodes part.  The next song was actually better known by the audience that I thought it would be.  Peace Like a River really showed off Paul’s high and really showed off Mark’s musicianship.  That guy can really sing!  Jim played guitar on this song as well because Mark had to switch to sax for the latter part of the song.  I didn’t think Paul was going to play the intricate guitar picking part just because he doesn’t seem to push himself anymore.  He’s a safe player these days, but let me tell you, he ripped that guitar a new on the fast finger picking during the percussion break down. 

I didn’t want to be a buzz kill, so I didn’t tell Austin what was going to be played, but before the next song started, I leaned over and said “get ready.”  I knew that The Obvious Child was one of his favorites.  He asked me early on if I thought he was going to play it, to wit I said “not a chance in hell”, just to throw him off the track.  Had I known this was going to be the “no standards” tour (meaning no Graceland, Julio or Al etc), I probably really could have nailed the set list prediction.  This tour, Paul is playing a lot of different guitars, gone are the days where he would play two guitars for the entire show (I miss the signature black Yamahas).  For this song he strapped on a 12 string (I’m not sure if it was recorded with one, but when he played it live in 1991, he played his Yamaha strung with high strings).  This was an odd looking guitar, it wasn’t a Martin, and it had a white wood top, it actually looked like an Oslon.  Were any guitar junkies closer than I was and can verify this?  James Taylor is one of the most famous Olson players.  Check him out (Olson, not Taylor, although if you go to James’ website now, he has videos of him making a snowman, cooking Thanksgiving dinner, giving guitar lessons and applying his fake guitar playing finger nails, it’s humbling).  When he opened with this song on 1991 tour, he had four full time percussionists and Steve Gadd on drums.  For having half the band this time round, it really sounded good.  Bakithi was playing a huge bass drum during this song, since there is no bass guitar.  During the high pitched whaling bit which sounded breathtaking, everyone stood up and after the song finished, the place went nuts with applause.    

Paul switched 12 strings and started the intro to The Only Living Boy in New York.  His voice screwed up the opening line when he goes high on “fly down to Mexico” but other than that, it was flawless.  Mark Stewart added  some cool guitar part to it, it is a bit slower than the recording and there are drums throughout, which I’m not crazy about.  This song has a great organ part that Rob Schwimmer (see above) used to play, but I wasn’t sure who was playing it tonight, Tony or Mick (I could hardly see Tony at all so that’s why I wasn’t sure).  The stage was too small for the musicians, their equipment, and the baby grand piano that was used on like 3 songs, we couldn’t have used a keyboard set to “baby grand”?  But I digress.  I love listening for Vincent’s big booming bottom end during the chorus of this song.  After this song, someone yelled, rather loudly, Baby Driver.  I leaned over to Austin and said, “what?”  I don’t think he knew what Baby Driver was, but I thought it was funny. 

I should mention that my row only had four seats in it.  The two guys next to us were older but very nice.  One of the guys kept trying to take pictures with his camera, but they weren’t coming out.  I leaned over and told him to turn off the flash (they will come out better and also because the security guy was hawking him, because they were giving people a hard time for using the flash).  He showed me a picture on the camera of him and Paul Simon.  I told him he was lucky he got that because Paul can be a mother fucker sometimes.  Paul seemed to be in a decent enough mood that night. 

Right before this song, his guitar tech brought him out a guitar, but he refused it, sending him back to get another guitar.  I don’t know if he changed the set up a bit, but at Jazz Fest, Paul was shouting out songs to play while Artie was taking a break, it was like stump the band.  Love is Eternal is not one of my favorite songs off the new album, but I can listen to it for five minutes. 

Paul put on his little nylon strung guitar that he usually plays on Father & Daughter (am I good or am I good?)  He played that song, and was motioning out to the crowd (probably to his daughter) during the “there could never be a father” part.  After this song, I saw Edie and the kids went back stage.  One of the kids slipped on the stairs going backstage.  Adrian stayed and watched the next few songs with a man with a full access pass that I’ve seen before (he might have been the EPA I always hear about, but I’m not sure, I saw the same man at Foxwoods, but could not get to him to investigate).


Paul Simon being Paul Simon went to start Diamonds, but then out of nowhere, he started to complain about a lip in the stage.  He said “I wish that wasn’t there, but…there it is” and then started the “She’s a rich girl…”.  The place went nuts and everyone was clapping because they knew what was coming.  Tony added a bit where he rolled the “R’s” on rich girl, it sounded Ladysmith Black Mambazo-esk.  Paul is playing this song on the natural wood Fender Strat with the electrics taken out (most likely the guitar used at the Central Park 1981 concert) the guitar that was featured heavily on the 2000-01 tour, but we really don’t care what he plays it on as long as he never goes back to the 2006 tour arrangement of this song.  Try to find it on youtube, you will crap your pants, I still can’t that he would actually do it that way.  Bakithi added a new bass solo in the middle, it doesn’t sound like the recording, it sounds better, he is so freaking good on that fretless bass.  He has been playing (as Paul would later mention during the band intros) with Paul since 1985, when they met and they recorded Boy in the Bubble in Johannesburg, South Africa.  This song got the relatively lazy orchestra section on their feet.  Everyone was clapping and Paul was really into it, and forgot to come back to the mic to sing the “people think she’s crazy” part and nearly missed it.  The percussion break down at the end was very short, I’ve seen it go for upwards of 5 minutes sometimes, but it was good.  Paul actually steeped to the side of the stage to just watch the Jim and Jamey play. 

After this, in case it wasn’t good enough, they closed the main show with Gumboots.  I might have done it the other way around, because everyone knows Diamonds, but I love Gumboots and I’m glad he is still playing it.  He cocked up the intro and came in way too early, probably no one else but me would have noticed.  This version was almost double time than the last time it was played at the Beacon (Gumboots was the first song played at the new Beacon Theatre in 2009).  Jim adds a lot of energy to the drumming (something that Steve Gadd was lacking on the 2006 tour, which was maybe why I disliked those shows so much).  Mark led the band how to end the song and Paul was detuning his gutar towards the end of the song, a nice effect, but lost in the rest of the mix.  Everyone gave them a standing ovation as the band left the stage.


After a few minutes of clapping, Paul came out to a blue stage by himself and started the opening of The Sound of Silence.  Since Artie wasn’t there, it had the capo at fret three instead of seven which is how he does it with Artie.  He thanked us before he played this song.  I was watching Youtube videos of various concerts and a few times, his voice cracked during one part of this song.  His voice was not cooperating during this song, he had a bit of a frog in his throat.  He actually pulled away from the mic a bit.  Now you’re reading this, and thinking that Paul Simon can’t sing anymore.  Far from it, it’s not like a Paul McCartney fuck up, it’s only for a few lines here and there.  He still has the voice of an angel for a mortal pushing 70.  After this, he said “you’re too kind” and thanked us again. 

The band came back on stage and Paul started to play the infamous opening to Kodachrome®.  I was so happy that this was the recorded version, and not like previous tours when he butchered the song.  Vincent added a Cameroon sounding guitar part under the classic arrangement.  This song seamlessly went right into Gone at Last.  Paul really sang his heart out for this song.  These two songs showed off Mick’s fantastic piano licks.  During this song, me and a few other people put our arms in the air and were trying to be “saved” during the “praying it was gone at last” part.  Austin got a chuckle out of that.  My only complaint with my concert buddy is that he just sits there, he doesn’t clap along, and it’s like taking a corpse to the show.  He says he has a good time, but he is way too reserved.

After a rousing applause, the band left the stage leaving only Paul, Mark and Tony.  Mark started the opening of Here Comes the Sun.  This was a surprise to many people.  His voice was impeccable during this song.  Mark Stewart joined him on back up.  The rest of the band came back out and Tony started The Boy in the Bubble.  I much prefer this arrangement to the recording.  Mark added a rocking distorted guitar riff to the song.  Bakithi once again changed the solo up a bit. 

Paul and the band left the stage after The Boy in the Bubble.  They came back out to play Still Crazy After All These Years.  I have never been crazy about this song.  The only bright part is that Andy really plays his heart out during the sax solo.  Paul’s voice just sounds tired (maybe he’s tired of playing this song).  This song got the standard standing ovation. 

Paul announced that it was “Late in the Evening”.  The band started playing the intro, Paul had his weird white electric guitar on again.  He changed the words and did not say “smoke myself a J.”  This might have been because his kids were in the audience.  I much prefer the more recent arrangements of this song. There is more guitar and has a guitar solo.  Mark keeps switching between guitar and sax.  He really is very talented.  After this song, the show was really over.  You can tell because once Paul starts to introduce the band members, the show’s over.  He introduced them individually and said something nice about each member.  It was Bakithi’s birthday (happy belated birthday B!).  He thanked us again very much and then left stage, the house lights came up and it was over.  What a wonderful night. 

We missed the 10:22 by about 5 minutes so we had a lot of time to kill.  We took the subway and the shuttle and got back to Grand Central with about 30 minutes to kill.  We got some food, headed to the train, and found it was a nice new one and sat until the train left at 11:22 on the dot.  After giving Austin a ride home, I was home at 1:30 and sleeping at 1:31 with visions of getting to do it all over again the next day in my head! 

Crazy Love, Vol. II
Dazzling Blue
50 Ways to Leave Your Lover
So Beautiful or So What
Slip Slidin Away
Vietnam
Mother & Child Reunion
That Was Your Mother
Hearts & Bones
Mystery Train/Wheels
Rewrite
Peace Like a River
The Obvious Child
The Only Living Boy in New York
Love is Eternal Sacred Light
Father & Daughter
Diamonds
Gumboots

Sound of Silence
Kodachrome®
Gone at Last
Here Comes the Sun
The Boy in the Bubble

Still Crazy
Late in the Evening