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Heard these guys live and up close a couple of years ago. Good for the spirit. Middle daughter and I sat next to the rose garden while waiters passed drinks, and I had a cognac and a ceegar. Nice evening. Then we walked home hearing them play in the distance. They played til midnight. I just stayed long enough to hear Sweet Melissa and Blue Sky live. They can still have fun with musical themes, and they work hard to entertain you.
XRay, I agree with you. Greg shot himself in the foot to keep from going overseas along with turning in his drug dealer. It does cast a pall on the enjoyment of their music. Have you listened to The Tedeshi Trucks Band. It's Bubba Trucks nephew's band. Greg Allman has said Derek Trucks reminds him of Duane.
shirley in Memphis
Oh yes, I miss Duane. So does Elizabeth Reed. Those wonderful old songs, like Statesboro Blues and Whipping Post, just aren't the same without him. The sweeter Allman Bros. tunes are fine too, but not as all-enveloping. Sweet Melissa and Blue Sky are best of them, and probably just fantastic on a summers night outdoor concert, but I really miss the two big guitars of the early band.
I know a lot of people who feel the same way. The Allman Bros. were like two bands in one - on the one hand they could punch out a tune like Stateboro Blues, short and sweet, the soloist have their say and out. On the other they could stretch out on something like Mountain Jam and keep it interesting instead of just collapsing into pointless noodling.
That said I like the "short, sweet" side of the Allmans better; but I'm like that about music in general.
Saw them in Denver in the early 90's at an outside show; an all day affair and they were the last band to play.
Hot, sunny day. HOT. Not a cloud in the sky.
This song started, and one teeny, tiny little cloud starts making it's way across the sky. Song plays on......as the cloud covers the sun, providing one brief respite from the blaze, the band stopped, the entire audience heaved a sigh of relief and as soon as the cloud moved off, the band started up again at the same spot............
Neatest thing I ever saw.
It's fine to miss Duane. But if you don't stop to listen to Derek Trucks you are missing something special and superb. Effortlesly glides from slide to picking, even more impressively is a great listener to what the other musicians are doing and manages to complement and elevate them at the same time. Saw them at Beacon Theater in March - even when they had guests playing he would be watching them intently, clearly seeing if there was anything he could learn. Which, I believe, is the mark of a true artist - knowing you can always be better.