edger

Thinking maybe I'd like to put this on my Christmas wishlist. Looks like it would be quite the collection. Last book I purchased by Blakesberg documented the GD50 shows. To my pleasant surprise I found myself and crew in one of the crowd photos months later. 
https://www.google.ca/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&url=https://www.jambase.com/article/jay-blakesberg-announces-new-book-eyes-world-grateful-dead-photography-1965-1995&ved=0ahUKEwiz2I217LvXAhVJ74MKHWf3D7AQFgjHATAm&usg=AOvVaw30tKMaGZsIaFGEdF58w4IM

My goodness, BradM was such a great friend. We went to Europe together, we saw countless, and I mean countless shows together, he introduced me to my wife, he was ALWAYS the first to arrive at every party I’ve thrown since I’ve known him, he was THE most dedicated music fan I’ve ever known (and in our crowd that’s saying a lot), and of course he recorded every band I’ve been a part of for the last…what…fifteen years? There are so many songs/lyrics/chord changes I would have forgotten if I didn’t have his recordings to go back to. He was so friendly, so smart, and so damn punctual. I mean, if a ticket said “8pm" BradM would be in the room by 7:30.
For years - and I mean years - every time I saw BradM he would pull a handful of CD's out of his ever-present backpack that he had specifically burnt for me.  They might be a show we had seen together, a show I had recently played, or some local band he had  recorded that he thought I should hear.  I have literally boxes and boxes of these CD's, and so do a lot of other people.  Go ahead, put up your hand if BradM ever gave you a CD.  The man was so unbelievably thoughtful.
BradM, I loved you. We all loved you. You were an indispensable, necessary, and utterly unique member of our social circle. You helped make it a community. You were so supportive. Man, you will be so, so very missed.

What a huge and tragic shock. This leaves such a big hole in our lives and hearts. I just cannot imagine going out in Ottawa and not seeing him there. I used to think I went to a lot of concerts until I met Brad! He was an inspiration, so dedicated to the love of music and always sharing it with everyone. He was one of the first people I met when I moved to Ottawa, of course, as he was always at any show that I attended. He also introduced me to Velvet, for which I cannot thank him enough. We will miss him so much.  Rest in peace Brad.

I went to the bradm well on the archive tonight after work to delve into just how much time and effort this man has put into spreading his love of music.  The list of recordings is staggering.  
https://archive.org/search.php?query=bradm&sort=-publicdate
Friends, there are 831 individual concert recording in Brad's Archive.  Soak that in.  Click the link and have a look at the shear number of bands he's seen and the incredible distances that it must have taken him.   It truly was his passion and now is a legacy that I am positive each and every one of us would be honoured to call our own.  I'll be honouring and remembering Brad with a gigantic smile for years and years to come because of this amazing gift that he has bestowed upon the music world.  
 
My first bradm Archival smile came tonight as I chose this show:
https://archive.org/details/nero2002-12-21.sbd.shnf
I am pretty sure that this was Punk's first show with nero.  As I listened to Carol of Bells in the second set I could distinctly hear drunk-as-fuck Schwa. coming through the recording loud and clear.....fuck you, my voice carries, ok?!   LOL.   I couldn't help but picture Brad standing by his rig just grimacing and wishing that this loud guy would just bugger off and stop jibbering over his recording.  Sorry BRO!!!  Personally, and I think I speak for a lot of my friends here, I mourn tragic events like this but there is far greater merit in celebrating a life force like Brad once it has left us.  I'll be keeping brad in my heart through memories like this one.  

Sounds awesome and brings back lots of memories. I loved Trinity as well.  The Shipping News was filmed there.  And good ole' Dildo Run just outside of Virgin Arm...never too mature for that one

Ha this reads like an invitation to crash his nostril

Pretty amazing show...  Marcus is a powerhouse guitarist/vocalist...  a real one of a kind soulful rocker.   My buddy Deshawn aka D'vibes played Keys and brought some funky souljazz sounds to the hard hitting Marus King Band.   

Bump.  Tickets available at www.fatcats.eventbrite.com. I believe if you enter the promo code "fatcats" you save another $5 on top of advance sale pricing.  

Here's my shorter review.
Kimock was awesome, great to see Andy Hess playing again. Magpie Salute was easily the best black crowes cover band I have ever seen (I have never seen a black crowes cover band). I'm going to disagree with edger on this one and say they were 100% going for the classic crowes sound and did an amazing job of recreating it. Hearing Marc Ford  and rich together again was awesome. If Eddie could have been there would have been perfect. Lead singer does an admirable Chris imitation. But nothing beats the original.
Greensky bluegrass were cool. I found cabinet painfully boring whereas bluesky are actually interesting to listen to.
My Morning Jacket rocked. Great set. Lettuce were awesome and play like motherfuckers. Really cool to see Chaka Khan. Pink talking fish seemed kinda shitty by comparison. Why the fuck do people wanna hear so much cover music? We needed 2 different dead cover bands for this fest.
The tribute to Gregg and butch was good but I agree with edger that les  brer were better. Just tighter group better sound. Marcus king was good and that 22 year old can shred like a motherfucker but that is it. Shred shred shred sing like Warren Haynes a bit and shred some more. Def got skills but after 20 minutes I was bored. Try playing a slow guitar solo. Kimock said more in 5 minutes of playing than that kid did in 1.5 hours. Again, he's got crazy skills but no soul. Course at 22 who the fuck has soul?
Widespread were great and umphreys  late night was awesome. Forgot how good they are when they play like they got something to prove.
I also enjoyed the record company. Fun blues rock 3 piece. Good energy. Seeing joe bonamassa was interesting. Not as much of a shredder as you might expect and has solid tone. But his attempt to move blues somewhere  more interesting usually ends up sounding kinda cheesy but I give him credit for having an engaging and varied set.
All in all its a very relaxed fun atmosphere. Everyone from staff and security, to fans, were very chill and had a respectful and easy going vibe. That rain sucked and camping on the side of the mountain was a bit of a pain. But we had a fun time and i would certainly recommend it as a good festival destination.
And where was this massage place? If i had known that was around would have def taken part.
 
Just like to add the week before peach fest I caught Jimmy herring and the invisible whip. Holy shit balls was that an incredible night of music. With Jeff sipe, Matt slocum, and Jason crosby those guys played at a level I'm not sure I've seen in a long long time. Just face melting jams and fantastic songs. Musicianship does not get better than this. I highly recommend checking them out.

What another incredible time leaving it all up on the mountain.
Traveled with a reliable, experienced, hilarious, debaucherous, adventurous, music loving crew. Made the essential decision to roll in Wednesday night so we could get on the mountain first thing in the morning to set up. We did the same last year. It really is the difference between landing a spot amidst the trees, on as reasonably flat ground as you will find on a mountainside, outside of any gullies as opposed to baking your onion in the early morning sun or dealing with a torrential river flowing through your tent as the mountain rains move through. Was grateful for the cozy comfort.
First day of music started with Cabinet. I've really grown to love this band due to the few times I have now crossed their path at festivals.  Raucous, bluegrassy, jammy Appalachia at its finest.  Getting to take this band in after a dip in the on-site wave pool, booze cruise along the lazy river and romp or two down the waterslides definitely put us all in the right frame of mind.  After that we geared up for JRad.  If you have not seen them yet or checked out what they do you absolutely have to. They were definitely one of the highlights of the weekend, straight out of the gates...exploring the very outer reaches of the dead, soaring into their own infectious and expansive grooves and just when you think you've lost your place in space and time entirely...whammo back into the groove.  Seen these boys about 5 times or so now and they absolutely kill it every time.  Stuck around for a few songs of Dopapod accompanied by Turkuaz horns on the way out of the grounds and past the Mushroom stage.  They were sounding good to my ears but it was only Thursday night with another three nights to go so opted to semi pace ourselves and head back to home-base shennanigans.
Did myself the favour of getting up and at em ish the next morning to take part in a yoga session.  Some of my favourite yoga moments have been at festivals...extra special energy exchange. Could have been more restorative as opposed to workout for my tastes after a night of dancing and partying but it still help to reset things. Musically started the day off with Steve Kimock & Friends.  Made extra sure not to miss this once we found out that one of the surprise friends was none other than Jeff Chimenti. A nice surprise indeed. From there headed on over to the main stage for Magpie Salute.  This was my first time seeing or even really hearing what they are up to, and I really enjoyed it.  I believe they had 9 people up on stage with them. A nice soulful, jammy full sound that stands up well to the legacy of the Black Crowes, yet enough departure to keep things interesting. It was a nice mix of soulful covers, new originals and Crowes tunes.  I know Chris Robinson has called them a Black Crowes cover band.  Their lead singer certainly sounds a lot like Chris, but I still found it "fresh" (as my son would say) and smooth and easy to groove to.  I hope not to have to miss them again the next time they come around closer. After Magpie it was Greensky Bluegrass, also another one of my favourite sets of the weekend.  I have been wanting to catch these guys for forever and they didn't disappoint. Things heated up at an exponential pace as their set trucked along. They were very connected to and observant of their crowd. I hope they have many many years ahead of them. This was followed by Dark Star Orchestra.  What can I say, always an easy good time. Having said that what are the odds of hearing two Alligators in two days (between DSO & JRAD)...gotta say, not my favourite song and there aren't many in that vast catalog that are misses for me.  But amusing nonetheless. Baracco had a bit of an awkward attempt at a "sexy" pigpen rant...that went nowhere for me but other than that an uplifting set.  It was pissing rain throughout all of these shows and we learned from last year's forecast the benefits of staking out territory under the pavilion so there weren't no flies on us.  Managed to walk part of the way back without getting too wet and to remind ourselves that food is a good idea. The plan all along was to split our late night up between Lettuce with Chaka Khan and Pink Talking Fish, but the rain just came down harder and harder...relentless really. Once we made it back to our site our enthusiasm for venturing back up and down the muddy mountain had waned. I'm also dealing with shoddy ankles and was feeling it so opted to have our own hilarious DJ party. Thank you c-towns for the deep pulls and knowing just what was needed. Was able to hear some of Pink Talking Fish from our site...it sounded great.  I regret missing it on some levels, but again multiple days in the thick of it requires some picking and choosing especially as a I get longer in the tooth.
Saturday it was a godsend to have the wave pool.  We were all feeling pretty clammy, muddy and beat up from the previous day rain and that just took care of everything. Having Eric Krasno band wailing in the background was icing on the cake. Was a little bit later getting out to the stages that day.  Started things off with Umphrey's afternoon set. It was great, but I really prefer my Umphrey's late night and was excited for their return to the stage that was to come at the end of the day. Was hoping to catch some of Spafford for the first time but I got voluntold to save our seats at the main stage. So that was fine, just spaced out there for a bit until Gov't Mule, Scofield & Friends came on.  Have to say I'm not the biggest Mule fan in the world but I really enjoyed their set, and I mean anything that Scofield touches just soars.  The absolute highlight however was when Jimmy Herring, John Bell & Schools came out for a wicked rendition of Cortez the Killer.  Mule was followed by the tribute to Gregg Allman & Butch Trucks.  This was my mostly highly anticipated set given my love for the Allmans and all of the loss and such.  It was a touching tribute that consisted of a lot of 2nd generation family members.  I have to say every time I seen Duane Trucks on the drums he sounds more and more commanding.  It reminded my of just how untouchable the Allman's sound and swing really is, turn on a dime, gospel grit power. Jack Pearson has REALLY caught my attention in recent months. I really need to dig up more of what he has been involved with.  I was pleasantly surprised that Dickey Betts' son Duane (from the Dawes) came up for Jessica. It struck me a few times how sad it must be for Jaimoe... but having Oteil and Quinones there and Trucks it was grounding and robust. Lamar Williams Jr. did a commendable jobs on the vocals. I really can't imagine this music not continuing to be played.  I hope someone in the extended family carries the torch in some shape or form...  Warren, Herring, Bell, Schools, Marcus King were among the other guests throughout.  After the tribute was finished it was followed by Widespread Motherfuckin' Panic.  God damn these guys always balls out rock my soul.  Jimmy....my silverfox  But as c-towns eluded to earlier one of the absolute highlights of their Saturday night set was getting to watch 14 year old (he looks about 12) Brandon 'Taz' Neiderauer just STEP to Jimmy and shred the hell out of his guitar.  Watching them trade licks back and forth set both my wholesome mom and wild wanderer sides afire.  It felt like a moment in history to me. I was in the right frame of mind. Seriously though you may know this kid or recall his presence and solo on stage the evening that Colonel Bruce Hampton followed the light at his own birthday show...if you don't know who he is, you probably should, because I suspect he will rock us into our graves over the decades to come.  And then Saturday night to close was another long balls to the wall set from Umphrey's.  Their light show is top notch and I am always blown away at how tight they are despite the desperation of their jams.
Sigh...if you're still with me and getting tired, just one more day to go. Sunday we woke up and packed down our camp to get ourselves ready to depart later that night after the music was all over and spend our last night from the comfort of a hotel with showers, real beds and quiet. I made a point of being sure that I made it out to the stage in time to take in Les Brers.  This was their last show, and to be honest I found this even more touching and intimate than the full out Allmans tribute.  The core of the line-up was the same, but I really enjoyed just focusing in on them and taking in so many of my most favourite formative songs in one last (although I hope its not the last) time. Oteil was visibly choked. The Whipping Post was one for the ages... and Will the Circle Be Unbroken had me putting my shades on to hide my tears.  There was a lot of presence if you looked for it. After that Mike Gordon was up.  By this point my energy levels were plummeted.  I stuck around for most of his set.  It was good, but nothing special to my weary ears.  I knew I wanted to have the stamina to rock it out again to Panic later, so I opted to depart for the last couple of songs and head to a massage station where they rubbed my worries away with the added pleasure of a hot oily cayenne CBD oil based salve.  Felt pretty dam good after that.  We opted to miss Joe Bonamassa in order to truck all of our stuff down the mountain and into the car before we headed back in to catch the final Panic set and then departed for the night. Panic is coming off of the road, or at least won't be touring in any substantial way anymore so they say....another sad blow, although all must pass I suppose.  Having said that I don't think its my final waltz with them just yet.
So will they do Peach next year?  I haven't really heard any chatter about that.  But I sure do hope so.  Both years that I have been to were fantastic line-ups, great setting, beautiful lush mountains, efficiently run (at least from my experience, but if you show up late I think it may be a different story). I highly recommend.

What another incredible time leaving it all up on the mountain.
Traveled with a reliable, experienced, hilarious, debaucherous, adventurous, music loving crew. Made the essential decision to roll in Wednesday night so we could get on the mountain first thing in the morning to set up. We did the same last year. It really is the difference between landing a spot amidst the trees, on as reasonably flat ground as you will find on a mountainside, outside of any gullies as opposed to baking your onion in the early morning sun or dealing with a torrential river flowing through your tent as the mountain rains move through. Was grateful for the cozy comfort.
First day of music started with Cabinet. I've really grown to love this band due to the few times I have now crossed their path at festivals.  Raucous, bluegrassy, jammy Appalachia at its finest.  Getting to take this band in after a dip in the on-site wave pool, booze cruise along the lazy river and romp or two down the waterslides definitely put us all in the right frame of mind.  After that we geared up for JRad.  If you have not seen them yet or checked out what they do you absolutely have to. They were definitely one of the highlights of the weekend, straight out of the gates...exploring the very outer reaches of the dead, soaring into their own infectious and expansive grooves and just when you think you've lost your place in space and time entirely...whammo back into the groove.  Seen these boys about 5 times or so now and they absolutely kill it every time.  Stuck around for a few songs of Dopapod accompanied by Turkuaz horns on the way out of the grounds and past the Mushroom stage.  They were sounding good to my ears but it was only Thursday night with another three nights to go so opted to semi pace ourselves and head back to home-base shennanigans.
Did myself the favour of getting up and at em ish the next morning to take part in a yoga session.  Some of my favourite yoga moments have been at festivals...extra special energy exchange. Could have been more restorative as opposed to workout for my tastes after a night of dancing and partying but it still help to reset things. Musically started the day off with Steve Kimock & Friends.  Made extra sure not to miss this once we found out that one of the surprise friends was none other than Jeff Chimenti. A nice surprise indeed. From there headed on over to the main stage for Magpie Salute.  This was my first time seeing or even really hearing what they are up to, and I really enjoyed it.  I believe they had 9 people up on stage with them. A nice soulful, jammy full sound that stands up well to the legacy of the Black Crowes, yet enough departure to keep things interesting. It was a nice mix of soulful covers, new originals and Crowes tunes.  I know Chris Robinson has called them a Black Crowes cover band.  Their lead singer certainly sounds a lot like Chris, but I still found it "fresh" (as my son would say) and smooth and easy to groove to.  I hope not to have to miss them again the next time they come around closer. After Magpie it was Greensky Bluegrass, also another one of my favourite sets of the weekend.  I have been wanting to catch these guys for forever and they didn't disappoint. Things heated up at an exponential pace as their set trucked along. They were very connected to and observant of their crowd. I hope they have many many years ahead of them. This was followed by Dark Star Orchestra.  What can I say, always an easy good time. Having said that what are the odds of hearing two Alligators in two days (between DSO & JRAD)...gotta say, not my favourite song and there aren't many in that vast catalog that are misses for me.  But amusing nonetheless. Baracco had a bit of an awkward attempt at a "sexy" pigpen rant...that went nowhere for me but other than that an uplifting set.  It was pissing rain throughout all of these shows and we learned from last year's forecast the benefits of staking out territory under the pavilion so there weren't no flies on us.  Managed to walk part of the way back without getting too wet and to remind ourselves that food is a good idea. The plan all along was to split our late night up between Lettuce with Chaka Khan and Pink Talking Fish, but the rain just came down harder and harder...relentless really. Once we made it back to our site our enthusiasm for venturing back up and down the muddy mountain had waned. I'm also dealing with shoddy ankles and was feeling it so opted to have our own hilarious DJ party. Thank you c-towns for the deep pulls and knowing just what was needed. Was able to hear some of Pink Talking Fish from our site...it sounded great.  I regret missing it on some levels, but again multiple days in the thick of it requires some picking and choosing especially as a I get longer in the tooth.
Saturday it was a godsend to have the wave pool.  We were all feeling pretty clammy, muddy and beat up from the previous day rain and that just took care of everything. Having Eric Krasno band wailing in the background was icing on the cake. Was a little bit later getting out to the stages that day.  Started things off with Umphrey's afternoon set. It was great, but I really prefer my Umphrey's late night and was excited for their return to the stage that was to come at the end of the day. Was hoping to catch some of Spafford for the first time but I got voluntold to save our seats at the main stage. So that was fine, just spaced out there for a bit until Gov't Mule, Scofield & Friends came on.  Have to say I'm not the biggest Mule fan in the world but I really enjoyed their set, and I mean anything that Scofield touches just soars.  The absolute highlight however was when Jimmy Herring, John Bell & Schools came out for a wicked rendition of Cortez the Killer.  Mule was followed by the tribute to Gregg Allman & Butch Trucks.  This was my mostly highly anticipated set given my love for the Allmans and all of the loss and such.  It was a touching tribute that consisted of a lot of 2nd generation family members.  I have to say every time I seen Duane Trucks on the drums he sounds more and more commanding.  It reminded my of just how untouchable the Allman's sound and swing really is, turn on a dime, gospel grit power. Jack Pearson has REALLY caught my attention in recent months. I really need to dig up more of what he has been involved with.  I was pleasantly surprised that Dickey Betts' son Duane (from the Dawes) came up for Jessica. It struck me a few times how sad it must be for Jaimoe... but having Oteil and Quinones there and Trucks it was grounding and robust. Lamar Williams Jr. did a commendable jobs on the vocals. I really can't imagine this music not continuing to be played.  I hope someone in the extended family carries the torch in some shape or form...  Warren, Herring, Bell, Schools, Marcus King were among the other guests throughout.  After the tribute was finished it was followed by Widespread Motherfuckin' Panic.  God damn these guys always balls out rock my soul.  Jimmy....my silverfox  But as c-towns eluded to earlier one of the absolute highlights of their Saturday night set was getting to watch 14 year old (he looks about 12) Brandon 'Taz' Neiderauer just STEP to Jimmy and shred the hell out of his guitar.  Watching them trade licks back and forth set both my wholesome mom and wild wanderer sides afire.  It felt like a moment in history to me. I was in the right frame of mind. Seriously though you may know this kid or recall his presence and solo on stage the evening that Colonel Bruce Hampton followed the light at his own birthday show...if you don't know who he is, you probably should, because I suspect he will rock us into our graves over the decades to come.  And then Saturday night to close was another long balls to the wall set from Umphrey's.  Their light show is top notch and I am always blown away at how tight they are despite the desperation of their jams.
Sigh...if you're still with me and getting tired, just one more day to go. Sunday we woke up and packed down our camp to get ourselves ready to depart later that night after the music was all over and spend our last night from the comfort of a hotel with showers, real beds and quiet. I made a point of being sure that I made it out to the stage in time to take in Les Brers.  This was their last show, and to be honest I found this even more touching and intimate than the full out Allmans tribute.  The core of the line-up was the same, but I really enjoyed just focusing in on them and taking in so many of my most favourite formative songs in one last (although I hope its not the last) time. Oteil was visibly choked. The Whipping Post was one for the ages... and Will the Circle Be Unbroken had me putting my shades on to hide my tears.  There was a lot of presence if you looked for it. After that Mike Gordon was up.  By this point my energy levels were plummeted.  I stuck around for most of his set.  It was good, but nothing special to my weary ears.  I knew I wanted to have the stamina to rock it out again to Panic later, so I opted to depart for the last couple of songs and head to a massage station where they rubbed my worries away with the added pleasure of a hot oily cayenne CBD oil based salve.  Felt pretty dam good after that.  We opted to miss Joe Bonamassa in order to truck all of our stuff down the mountain and into the car before we headed back in to catch the final Panic set and then departed for the night. Panic is coming off of the road, or at least won't be touring in any substantial way anymore so they say....another sad blow, although all must pass I suppose.  Having said that I don't think its my final waltz with them just yet.
So will they do Peach next year?  I haven't really heard any chatter about that.  But I sure do hope so.  Both years that I have been to were fantastic line-ups, great setting, beautiful lush mountains, efficiently run (at least from my experience, but if you show up late I think it may be a different story). I highly recommend.

I'm also hitting peach fest this year. Heard nothing but good things and with a solid line up, my expectations are high.

Happy birthday! Thanks for keeping this place alive. I greatly appreciate that. Hope the long weekend treats you kindly!

Canphan! Nice to see you posting!

https://www.jambase.com/article/warren-haynes-discusses-col-bruce-hamptons-final-moments

Found a ticket!

For all ya'll who have tickets and can stagger in or out............plow down and have a great time because you are gonna

Gotta say this definitely climbed to the top of my list of one of my most favourite/special shows in recent memory. Many many people came out of the woodwork some of whom I hadn't seen in almost 20 years.
The boys definitely were lifted into orbit from the energy in the room as we all did that cosmic dance down memory lane.
I don't know if it was my state of mind or thinking about all that has changed personally and collectively over the years but it was a special treat to really be rooted again in the early stages of my musical path that has since sent me down so many new trails and continues to do so.
Life and community is precious. Just feeling really grateful for the bliss and comfort that music, it's creators and the freaks that amplify it all bring to my life. Always brings strength and perspective amidst tumultuous uncertain times.
 

This is from the Lefsetz letter from the Newport Folk Festival:
 
From: Jay Sweet (Newport Folk Festival)
Subject: Fwd: Eric Church's Manager Explains How He Cancelled 25,000 Tickets Held by Scalpers

Yah, I saw this article as well.

We actually did far cooler stuff:

1. We used a technology algorithm approach plus the expertise of our fraud team instead of only a manual approach affording us accuracy, scale and speed. Basically repurposing our fraud fighting decision service technology against people who violated the ticket rules.

2. Our partner technology allows us to stop scalper orders during the purchase flow and directly post purchase before tickets sold out getting those tickets back in the hands of fans more swiftly and also avoiding the problem of them ever making it to secondary markets and hopefully avoiding the scalper markup problem noted at the end of the article.

3. We did a deeper scrape of their data (again using our algorithms plus a manual review from our fraud experts) to cancel additional orders post purchase and after sell out. We look at far more sophisticated indicators beyond just billing address, email, etc than what Eric's crew is doing.

4. That note about not finding all the really bad actors is true. Scalpers tend to cover their tracks really really well and our algorithms are most likely far more effective than human eyes.

5. We hold back release the barcodes for months while we then scrub and re-scrub the tickets for any more red flags. We then pull those back and offer them on our safe re-sale platform, Lyte.

6. People can get into a cue on Lyte, where we set the re-sale price limit at face value. In other words we've taken the stub hub resale market for Newport Folk tickets down by 75% from last year, and made sure our fans don't get gouged.

Our partner, Eventbrite did pitch the story to Billboard way back after the on sale, but they didn't bite back then.  Funny how having a big name artist can really get someone to wake up and smell the story...

Was hoping to go to this but may take a pass as I'll be seeing them a bunch in April. Must say the last time I saw them play in Buffalo in the fall they were on fire...one of the strongest shows I've seen them do. They still got it and continue to grow! Looking forward to moe.down's line-up being released too...

Heartbreaking setlist from Tedeschi Trucks Band last night:
1/ 25/2017: Peabody Opera House, St. Louis MO
Statesboro Blues
Don't Know What it Means
Keep on Growing
Isn't It a Pity
Laugh About It
Sky Is Crying
Ali
Let Me Get By
Don't Think Twice It's Alright
Leaving' Trunk / Vol Slavery
I Wish I Knew
How Blue Can You Get
In Memory of Elizabeth Reed
Let's Go Get Stoned