Sunday, June 16, 2024

MAGIC MAN HEART 2024

 

HE’S A MAGIC MAN, MOMMA!

 In the summer of 76’, my brother Tim brought home an album called “Dreamboat Annie.” I had heard the first song of that LP getting some air play on our local FM station. “Magic Man” had some great guitar and lyrics that appealed to the nerdy sowed and sorcery guy inside of me.

 A lot of the progressive rock of the 70’s had themes of the Medieval, magic and wizards. But Magic man had something different. It was recorded by Heart which was fronted by two sisters, Ann and Nancy Wilson. Their two faces were emblazoned on the cover of the LP. While so much of 70’s rock was dominated by male singers, Ann Wilson could wail with the best of them.

  The album was diverse and captivating. It rocked and then drifted into dreamy poetic cuts like “Dreamboat Annie.”  I was hooked and became a Heart fan.

  It took 48 years, but this year I finally got to see Heart in concert. Concerts have gotten so expensive that a person must be pretty selective.  As a young man, I went to lots of concerts. But time, expense and other responsibilities limited that later.

 This show did not disappoint. Cheap Trick blew the roof off as an opening act, and Heart followed with a great show. The switched back and forth between rocking and soft ballads. Ann’s voice, even at the age of 73, rocked the arena.  Nancy’s guitar was furious and dynamic.

 We left the show satisfied and happy. There’s nothing like a great live music show.

NIGHT MOVES NOSTALGIA

 

Night Moves

 

   Music has a way of waking memories.

   A familiar tune plays on the radio or pops up next on a playlist and suddenly, you are transported…. to a place, to a feeling…to a memory.

 

   This week, I was driving home from Tulsa. It was a cloudy day that appeared to be pregnant with rain.

   Gray clouds, cooler breezes and the hum of tires on the road had my mind drifting when “Night Moves” by Bob Seger crept from the speakers. Its first guitar chords transported me back to 1976.

     I was a junior at Sterling College in Kansas. The college occupies the small farming town of sterling, situated in the geographic center of Kansas. It surrounded by miles of flat land and field after field of farmer’s crops.

 The song was released in November. We had hung up our pads and cleats for another completed football season. Fall was in the air and cool breezes now replaced the hot Kansas winds that brought the smell of wheat fields and harvest wafting across the campus.

  AT night, we sat behind the dorm, listening to music and talking. The edge of campus and our dorm lay next to a large field often covered in wheat. We could see taillights of cars driving off for long moments across the country roads that stretched out from the college.

 It was then, that song came on the radio.  We fell silent. The song seemed to strike a chord within us. We were young. Summer was ending, and Autumn closing in.

“I woke last night to the sound of thunder
how far off i sat and wondered
started humming a song from nineteen sixty two
isn’t it funny how the night moves
when just don’t seem to have as much to lose
strange how the night moves
with autumn closing in”

 

Music transports us. It reminds us.

TODD IS GODD 024

 

Todd is still Godd.

  Friday, June 14, Todd Rundgren returned to Tulsa with a live show at the Had Rock. He and his band sizzled through a 2-hour set of tunes mostly pulled from the later half of his catalog.

   I’m sure there were people in the crowd that came for “hello It’s Me” or “can we still be friends,” and that haven’t kept track of his career since their teen years. He did give them a carrot in his encore with a medley of a couple oldies. There were also a couple of cuts from his Utopia years, but the bulk of the show seemed to come from “Liars”, “No World Order,” and “The individualist.”

  I’ve been to a lot of Rundgren’s shows. I’ve never been disappointed.  I’ve seen Utopia at an outdoor show at the Oklahoma City Zoo Amphitheater, at Cain’s Ballroom, at the brady Theater, and the “RA” show with the 20 ft. pyramid and sphinx in Lawrence, Kansas. That was a mind-blowing show highlighted by the 18-minute electrified fairy tale” Singring and the Glass Guitar.”

  His solo shows have always been unpredictable and surprising. I’ve been to several, either with a band or a solo show at Cain’s Ballroom. He once brought his “Individualist” tour to Tulsa, playing from under the overpass that ran north of the Cain’s.

   Friday was no different. He arrived on stage to the sound of “How About A Little Fanfare” before launching into “I Think You Know.”

  We had great seats, thanks to my wife, Ashley. Fourth row, center stage. A great view. I was kind of excited that the 2 seats in front of us were empty as the time for the show arrived.

  But, as the lights went down and Todd began to enter the stage, three people sidled into the gap, blocking our view and trying to argue with the couple to their left that they had their seats.  The guy, already seated, told them to check the seat number, but they continued to argue. It was getting frustrating, and FINALLY, they looked at the seat numbers and found they were wrong and sat down.

  There was little conversation from Todd as they slipped from song to song. Todd showed some gunslinger moves on guitar, sizzling through some hot solos. Despite his recent forays into more electronic music, he can still make the guitar scream.

  I knew two songs were coming up at the end of the show that might challenge some listeners in the Oklahoma crowd.  “God Said” from the “Liars” album and “fascist Christ” from “No World Order” might have been a little hard for a religious person to swallow. AT the end of “Fascist Christ” Todd led the crowd in an ironic singalong chorus of ‘Gimme That Old Time Religion.”

  IT reminds me of a review I read on Amazon of the Neil Young album “Living With War>’ The reviewer was upset because Neil had gotten all political and obviously not to the reviewer’s side. I thought “Where have you been? Did you never listen to his lyrics?” This was the guy who wrote “Ohio” years agio.

  Same with Todd. His earlier works were filled with these questions. In “Eastern Intrigue” his lyrics asked the question “Will the Real God Please Stand Up?”

 The regular part of the show wrapped up with a powerful version of “World Weide Epiphany.”  The older crowd was on their feet begging for more as the band left the stage. We didn’t wait long. Todd returned to a medley of “I Saw The Light, Can We Still Be Friends, and Hello It’s Me.”  He wrapped up the night with “Fade Away.” A great song to end the show.

  Todd’s band was hot. He recently lost a guitarist, Jesse Grass. He passed away this past year. Two of his band are constants by his side, drummer Prairie Prince and Bassist and fellow Utopia member Kasim Sulton.

  Todd didn’t seem like a man about to turn 76 years old. He moved constantly onstage.

 I always dread the idea that my favorites ae all getting older and someday will decide to retire. Tom Scholtz of Boston, about the same age as Todd, has been silent for years. Paul McCartney, Ringo Starr and the Rolling Stones, in their 80’s but still touring.    SO, who knows? I did read in a recent interview that Todd is already planning his new album.

 All in all, I’d still say this musical chameleon is still Godd.