fluffhead77 Posted June 9, 2005 Report Share Posted June 9, 2005 anyone going? I have tix for the saturday show and I honestly can't remember the last time I was this excited for a show. His album Shine is the slickest thing I have ever heard...from start to finish the album eminates brillance from every drop, groove, twang and slide...if anyone makes it out to the friday show, please post your review...Thanks! Brian Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Giggles Posted June 9, 2005 Report Share Posted June 9, 2005 8th row centre for saturday night!!!!! WOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! Gawpo Giggles }:| Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fluffhead77 Posted June 9, 2005 Author Report Share Posted June 9, 2005 wicked dude! we got our tix kinda late so we're on the balcony, but hopefully we'll see you there... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snail Posted June 9, 2005 Report Share Posted June 9, 2005 I saw him 10 years ago at one of those Molson Park Canada Day weekends. He was absolutely mesmorizing. Kick ass band, great singing, great tunes. Unfortunately the audience was there to see the Tragically Hip and I actually saw some @sshole throw a half-full water bottle and hit one of the band members in the head. He did play on like the pro he is. I've never been so impressed and disgusted at the same time.Unfortunately I won't be able to make it to the show this weekend. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fluffhead77 Posted June 10, 2005 Author Report Share Posted June 10, 2005 yeah my buddy told me a story about a seeing him open for the Hip at another roadside attraction about 12 years back and the audience booed him...well aparently Gord came out and berated the crowd something fierce, telling them they should be ashamed of themselves and how he felt ashamed to be canadian at that moment...or something to that effect anyway...Good on ya Gord! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AdamH Posted June 10, 2005 Report Share Posted June 10, 2005 So so glad he's coming back to Bluesfest. I'd never seen him until his bluesfest show a couple of years ago and was mesmerized.His album Shine is one of the few discs I love hearing from start to finish. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fluffhead77 Posted June 10, 2005 Author Report Share Posted June 10, 2005 Shine is absolutely perfect. I cannot find a single fault with that album... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
secondtube Posted June 10, 2005 Report Share Posted June 10, 2005 good ole Lanois...the only show i've ever bought tickets to .... and missed. Fug. Wish he'd come back to Hamilton. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lazlo Posted June 11, 2005 Report Share Posted June 11, 2005 One day tube, I'll you the story of Daniel Lanois meets Lazlo. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fluffhead77 Posted June 13, 2005 Author Report Share Posted June 13, 2005 amazing. I cannot accurately put into words the feelings I had during that show. HE is an utterly mesmerizing performer with as much soul and grace as anyone I've ever heard. His band was perfect, not a fly on them, and Brian Blade was EXCEPTIONAL on the drums! Highlights: Gord Downey coming out to help sing The Messenger, Fire, Rocky World, Sometimes, The Maker, Telco...Easily one of my favorite concert experieinces ever...and P.S. his new album is GREAT! an all instrumental, very textural , creates sonic soundscapes...lap steel is predominant through out... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fluffhead77 Posted June 13, 2005 Author Report Share Posted June 13, 2005 just came accross his speech from SXSW a couple of years ago...beautifulsoul mining why has danny lanois been invited to speak here in austin at the convention?they must think he knows somethingthe french canadian kid who put a recording studio in the basement of his mother's house, with his brother bob,and proceeded to make hundreds of albums --- he must know somethingabout feel --- time --- crackles and buzzes --- magnetic fieldhe must know how to tune a piano --- how to tune a drum kithe must know that the 24" zildjian is different than the paistehe must know that you have to go next door and pay off the neighbourto get him to stop cutting the grass so you can finish your vocal overdubhe must know that you gotta say something when it all seems wronghe must know when someone tells you you can't do something you prove them wrongthat you smile and you find out how to get into the back doorhe must know that you help people --- give guidanceand without any expectation you give it your alland then one day someone calls you a record producer --- invitation comesit's like baking --- you mix invitation with preparation and like magic you get a big fat cherry piesomebody eats the cherry pie and they ask for moreand you can honestly look at them in the eye and saythere's plenty more where that came fromDanny lanois knows that the cherry pie was there to celebrate years of soul mininggoing down deep --- looking for that moment that might make a differenceeyes practically shut from coal mining dustlooking for that original fragment that will give a piece of music a chance to be recognized as uniquethat feeling you get when you are walking on the street and you hear a songand you can say --- yeah that's the one --- that one that's different from all the othersthe people who made that record found something fresh and uniquesome kind of way of looking at the world and letting everybody else in on itand then Danny lanois goes down a little deepermore dust in the eyes --- looking for another glimmerhe goes down and hears the sound of a drum beating the senses across the back with a sticksomebody is pounding the vacant industrial neighbourhood of dublinoblivious of the easy, breezy contamination of radiotheir hearts resonating with belief --- that they can make a difference with caringlittle Danny lanois is there hanging on to old values --- wearing the hands of a brick layergetting up early --- chasing away crackles and humswondering why the computer fan is so damn noisy --- in the control room where we will be singing on the daywondering why the stupidity of the inline console has managed to become the standard of the industryhe challenges the elitism of the control room.why not make the ergonomics of the recording studio such that they be public to the members of the bandare we not here to have a common language --- to facilitate ease of operation?i want the guitar player to be the engineer if he wantsfor the arrangement of the song to be open for discussionno hidden information --- no shared functionsi don't want my steering wheel to be my brake pedalthen Danny lanois goes digging deeper in the soul mine --- and there it is --- the mother lodesitting in the corner of the room wearing glassesthat seemingly silent voice --- that suddenly becomes the musical identity of the songthat sonic signature that will allow all of us to recognize that song from across the streethe harnesses it --- stops the press --- puts the kid wearing the glasses up on the pedestal and says ---you are great and this is your song --- this is your moment of originalityi'm going to do everything in my power to let the world hear itbut it is only the beginning --- the idea is rough and is going to need labour, love and buildingwe shake off the coal dust and imagine that there are other people in the world that want to feel the way we feel right nowwe have synchronicity in our favour --- we believe we see the futureand at a time when everything seems to sound the same --- a voice of a generation is bornthe channeling is open wide --- the future is bright and clearthe baby face killer mixing with the burning spearchris blackwell with little bob marley --- coming in to display their wares of soul miningnew orleans radio reached the shores of jamaica and osmosis once again shook the genes of inventionin the absence of regulation --- in the hands of disc jockeys --- our spirits were liftedfurther down the mine shaft i bump into jimmy iovine --- i said jimmy you're looking good ---he says i'll tell you why I'm looking good --- i eat dinner with my kids, we don't spend our lives in restaurants around here --- we spend our lives making recordsjohnny cash walked in and said what's all the fusscan't you keep it close to the bone --- and he lashed into the tennessee studi promised myself to be re-incarnated as the man in blackwhere crickets are chirping --- the water is highthere's a soft cotton dress --- on the line hangin' drywindows wide open --- african treesbent over backwards --- from a hurricane breezenot a word of goodbye --- not even a noteshe's gone with the man in the long black coatfurther down the shaft leonard cohen is working with dresome kind of thing just another way to saythe word is still the final frontierthe word belongs to anybody don't need cash to tell your story --- don't need cash to worrydon't need cash to know the feelingof four kids being raised on a hairdressers salary --- me one of themso i went further down the shaft without the comfort of collegewithout the reassurance of any business community.just the will and the presence of my brother bob.we brainstormed and said --- what if --- what if --- what ifuntil we were there looking at brian eno --- who said master your simple tools and make your musiclow baggage --- high mileage --- passion before commerce --- intelligence before wastethe four track, acting as a door stop, talks backjeff emerick doesn't know how he did ithe used 8 tracks, we need 108emmylou harris and porter wagoner walk in and ask me --- why did soul train sound better than the david letterman show?i tell them that the race to the extension of the high frequency part of the spectrum is choking the shadows of the bassif you light your picture too bright you will lose your shadowsDanny lanois went deeper down the shaft to where there was silence and his ears were pureso pure there was no music --- you couldn't hear anythingit was a luxury of deafness --- a kind of cotton wooland in that lower level --- that cave --- he saw 10 strings and a piece of green maplehe picked it up and he prayed that something would lift him up out of the claws of debris --- the plastic faces pretending to be speaking meltedhidden agenda lifestyle protection hypocrisy fadedpeople spoke the truth and told it like it isthe voice of aaron neville made a mockery of injusticelittle jimi hendrix --- james brown and willie nelsonhad a hit called humanitarian effortsand so i pick up the piece of green maple with 10 stringsand i practice and put my heart and soul into every notemy passion becomes the same as the one i felt at 9 years oldi invite everyone here this morning to ignite --- re-ignite --- or just plain old turn up the flame in what you believe in and get to the top of the mountain that you seeinvention is in your brain --- and that never ending commodity is in the bottom of your heart ---it's called passionDanny lanois is going down one more time with coal dust in his eyesgoing down --- soul mining Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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