Join us for two special nights at the Bill Graham Civic Auditorium in San Francisco on December 30th and 31st. Come on along as we bid a fine farewell to an amazing year and join the circus as we usher in the New Year with a special 3 Set performance on the 31st. We are looking forward to continuing our journey in the coming year!
December 30th @ $45 December 31st @ $65 All seats are General Admission
Doors both nights @ 6 PM Showtime both nights @ 7:30 PM New Year’s Eve a special 3-Set show!
I saw it plainly, and of course thought it might be my imagination. But it was there in the sky very persistent. I saw it for a good hour, and it barely changed. I tried to grab a few pictures of it, and even got a few seconds of video. If i was Christian I might have seen it as Jesus; in fact I was in a fairly religious area (south of Mesquite Nevada) so I half expect someone of that faith saw this miracle too, and interperted it their way. I saw Jerry. (~);}
FYI, I was sober and had had a good nights sleep and breakfast.
Here is my video clip:
after a bit, a jet flew through Jerry’s head, and left a trail… by this time Jerry had turned into a Dog faced boy…
Or maybe he looks like a recent Bob Weir?
What do you think? Is Jerry Dog? Or Bob?
Later on, while driving through South Las Vegas I saw Jerry’s Nugget.
Grate show… rainy day, worried about a downpour. Set 1 opened the skies with Here Comes Sunshine… and it held for a bit! But the rain came! Didn’t;t stop them from breaking out a full Terrapin! Sweet!
Set 1
Here Comes Sunshine > Truckin > On the Road Again, Estimated Prophet > Passenger > Lost Sailor > Saint of Circumstance, Golden Road to Unlimited Devotion
Set 2 Scarlet Begonias > Bird Song > Uncle John’s Band, The Mountain Song, Lady with a Fan > “ Terrapin > At a Siding > Terrapin Flyer > St. Stephen > Sugar Magnolia
Last Thursday, the aspens here in the San Juan mountains were still green. As if on cue Friday, they began to burst into their final golden stage of the summer…until they were matched only by the candlelight that marked another year for the King of the Blues.
The 17th annual Telluride Blues and Brews Festival began in earnest Friday night with Jimmie Vaughan and the Tilt-a-Whirl Band, with incredible lead vocalist Lou Ann Barton. "Boom", "Yes, Indeed", and little brother Stevie Ray’s "Texas Flood" got the dust kicking up early in Town Park.
George Thorogood and the Destroyers closed out Night One with some help from slick slide guitarist Elvin "Bad Boy" Bishop and Chicago tenor sax mad man Eddie Shaw.
Day Two, aka Microbrewery Tasting Day (ie, "The Brews"), could not have disappointed if it tried. One of the two jewel discoveries for me of the weekend got it started…
JJ Grey & Mofro. This is a great band that flies expertly in a whole lot of different direction. I heard a lot of Allmans influence, some Tower of Power, and vocals that reminded me a lot of Kimock in his early live Zero days.
Next up…Big Easy-style from Galactic with special guests Corey Henry (trombonist for the real Treme Brass Band) and percussionist Cyril freaking Neville. Best set of the weekend, and one of the best sets I’ve ever seen. This was the stuff that made New Orleans great.
Saturday closed out with the new power couple of the blues scene, Derek Trucks & Susan Tedeschi. The first time I ever saw Derek play, it was just a mile from this stage in a sweaty basement bar. He was 16. Now, he’s a legacy member of the Allman Brothers, and the keeper of the fiercest and most sophisticated licks this side of his occasional bandmate, Warren Haynes. Mrs. Tedeschi-Trucks just constantly reminds me of a young Bonnie Raitt, and I can’t come up with a better compliment than that.
Sunday brought out the second revelation…Black Joe Lewis & the Honeybears. Seriously, if you like all things cool, especially in the funk/soul vibe, you will really dig these guys. Then it was back to the Louisiana swamps with piano legend Allen Toussaint, who has not lost a thing since I first saw him at Jazz Fest in NOLA a couple decades ago.
This ridiculously entertaining weekend ended with the King. B.B. King. On his 85th birthday. With a cake. And 9000 people singing Happy Birthday as the sun set into the canyon. Tough to top that.