If music be the food of love... play on!
Wow oh wow. I had been dying to see Joe Satriani live, but little did I think that it would be as good as the concert turned out to be. There were so many things that went oh so well.
If the real estate mantra, location location location, is something to go by; then Warfield and Fillmore are the best places in the bay area to catch a concert. Period. I usually stand in line for a bit to ensure that I am up against the stage n all, but we ended up coming late today. Our locations were still rather good. In front of the lead, about 5 feet away. Couldn’t have asked for better places.
Eric Johnson started the show. A cropped hairstyle and killer jeans on, guy looked like a younger chap with an old man’s face. I couldn’t believe my eyes. The guy’s aged a lot. He belted out a bunch of songs. I had a hard time averting my eyes from him. I hardly noticed the drummer or the bassist. The bass was a little too turned up and was thinking the whole show was going to be doomed, but things picked up.
When Eric was done and Satriani came on, people obviously went crazy. Instead of starting off with some random new song, Sat did a few hits from his old albums. By now I was thumping the rhythm so much with my foot that I knew my right foot was gonna drop off at some point. I need to change the way I stand in concerts. My right foot invariably starts hurting, but it’s sooner sometimes depending on how much I am enjoying the music.
Now Satriani’s drummer, Jeff I think, was bloody cool. The chappie was playing to his own dhun and it was so enthralling to see him. Till now in the concert, I was like... I need to pick that ‘ol guitar up and start practicing. I was already trying to pick up a few chords while Sat and Eric were playing, but after watching the drummer, I started getting those old feelings of learning the drums as well. I guess one thing at a time. I still can’t strum for shit, so drums ki baat door hai.
One thing is for sure. Music turns me on. If Jethro Tull’s concert was such that I would make out; I would have f***ed for sure in this one. I mean, the music just took control. My head was bobbing, my feet n fingers were tapping and my arms would shoot out from time to time. I was having a ball of a time.
I have a problem. I can’t find the bass. I’ve mentioned this to a bunch of people and everyone tries to help me “pick” the bass out. I can only tell when I see musicians play live, where n when the bass is filling in. So, in the Satriani’s part of the concert, the bassist was kickin ass (with rather perfectly curled hair, might I add). The position that was odd was of the rhythm guitarists. I mean, I could hardly hear the chap and it seemed that he was there for no reason whatsoever.
The coolest part of the concert was when Sat came back on to do the encore and called Eric and some other chappie and did a couple of G3 numbers. Going down and Hendrix… That was the amazing part.. getting to see a part G3 concert by paying a fraction of the cost.
It’s late. I have been standing for more than 6 hours. I drove a lot. I’m hyper and tired at the same time. I wanted to type whatever ‘cos if I don’t do this one now, it’ll probably come up after a few years instead.
If the real estate mantra, location location location, is something to go by; then Warfield and Fillmore are the best places in the bay area to catch a concert. Period. I usually stand in line for a bit to ensure that I am up against the stage n all, but we ended up coming late today. Our locations were still rather good. In front of the lead, about 5 feet away. Couldn’t have asked for better places.
Eric Johnson started the show. A cropped hairstyle and killer jeans on, guy looked like a younger chap with an old man’s face. I couldn’t believe my eyes. The guy’s aged a lot. He belted out a bunch of songs. I had a hard time averting my eyes from him. I hardly noticed the drummer or the bassist. The bass was a little too turned up and was thinking the whole show was going to be doomed, but things picked up.
When Eric was done and Satriani came on, people obviously went crazy. Instead of starting off with some random new song, Sat did a few hits from his old albums. By now I was thumping the rhythm so much with my foot that I knew my right foot was gonna drop off at some point. I need to change the way I stand in concerts. My right foot invariably starts hurting, but it’s sooner sometimes depending on how much I am enjoying the music.
Now Satriani’s drummer, Jeff I think, was bloody cool. The chappie was playing to his own dhun and it was so enthralling to see him. Till now in the concert, I was like... I need to pick that ‘ol guitar up and start practicing. I was already trying to pick up a few chords while Sat and Eric were playing, but after watching the drummer, I started getting those old feelings of learning the drums as well. I guess one thing at a time. I still can’t strum for shit, so drums ki baat door hai.
One thing is for sure. Music turns me on. If Jethro Tull’s concert was such that I would make out; I would have f***ed for sure in this one. I mean, the music just took control. My head was bobbing, my feet n fingers were tapping and my arms would shoot out from time to time. I was having a ball of a time.
I have a problem. I can’t find the bass. I’ve mentioned this to a bunch of people and everyone tries to help me “pick” the bass out. I can only tell when I see musicians play live, where n when the bass is filling in. So, in the Satriani’s part of the concert, the bassist was kickin ass (with rather perfectly curled hair, might I add). The position that was odd was of the rhythm guitarists. I mean, I could hardly hear the chap and it seemed that he was there for no reason whatsoever.
The coolest part of the concert was when Sat came back on to do the encore and called Eric and some other chappie and did a couple of G3 numbers. Going down and Hendrix… That was the amazing part.. getting to see a part G3 concert by paying a fraction of the cost.
It’s late. I have been standing for more than 6 hours. I drove a lot. I’m hyper and tired at the same time. I wanted to type whatever ‘cos if I don’t do this one now, it’ll probably come up after a few years instead.
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