On 2/3/2021 4:36 AM, Cindy Hamilton wrote:
> On Tuesday, February 2, 2021 at 6:04:22 PM UTC-5, Leo wrote:
>> On 2021 Feb 1, , Gary wrote
>> (in article >):
>>> Worst ever concert was the "Greatful Dead" with Jerry Garcia's LONG, lsd
>>> inspired guitar solos. (Please wake me up when he's finished)
>> The worst live performer I ever saw was Gordon Lightfoot. I adored his music,
>> but he abruptly came on stage, performed his songs and left. He had zero
>> on-stage personality, and I already owned all the songs.
>> Reno used to be a performer´s paradise. Not so much anymore.
>> I did see Kenny Rogers in Harrah´s Cabaret when he was resurrecting himself
>> after The First Edition. He sang "Coward of the County" to us before the
>> song took off, all by himself, twenty feet away and with personality.
>> I also saw Bill Haley sing "Rock Around the Clock" in a small club toward
>> the end of his career.
>
> I've never been interested in seeing big names in big venues. There's a
> folk music venue in Ann Arbor that started out in a big Victorian house.
> All the first-floor parlors were opened up into an L-shaped space. The
> center parlor had the performers and people sitting on cushions on the
> floor; the two parlors on the legs of the L had folding chairs.
>
> I saw some amazing acts there. One memorable one was a guy who
> was used to playing nightclubs. He said he was a little weirded out
> by people just sitting there and actually _listening_ to him.
>
> Sadly, that house is no more; the new location is much bigger but
> it doesn't have the intimacy that the old house had.
>
> Cindy Hamilton
>
Large venues leave much to be desired. In 1974 I attended "The Memphis
Jam". It was a concert held in a huge outdoor stadium (The Liberty
Bowl) in Memphis. It was in July and hotter than hell outside. I saw a
lot of amazing bands, including 'Lynard Skynard'. This was, obviously,
before the plane crash that killed several major members of that band a
few years later. 'The Stones' were supposed to be top billing. My
friends and I gave up and went home after waiting 2 hours to see if
they'd ever show up. By then we'd been sitting outside for at least 6
hours.

We were tired by then and had to tramp through a whole bunch of people
spread out on blankets with coolers. Many drunk, many stoned. I'll
admit I was stoned and so were the friends I went with. But hey, it was
1974. I have no interest in reliving that large venue experience.

Jill