Vaya Con Dios Our Friend!

A Good Friend's Melody

The time soon comes for parting,
And our time is at an end,
The rest of your life is starting,
And we have no time at all to spend.

You knew one day you'd have to go,
But thought you'd have more time.
We can't reverse time's one-way flow,
But at least you'll have this rhyme.

You had your shining moments,
Upon this life's darkened stage,
And in my book of wonderments,
You'll never be just another page.

Like the exploding of a star,
You've changed us in and out,
Your light will travel with us far,
Past when all other lights go out.

Canada Dry - The Rolling Stones - Oct. 2nd, 1997 Edmonton, Alberta!

Commonwealth Stadium, Edmonton, Canada
Ocotober 2, 1997

Label : A Vinyl Gang Product
Catalog : VGP 206

Disc 1
01. Opening
02. Satisfaction
03. It's Only Rock n' Roll
04. B#*ch
05. Let's Spend The NIght Together
06. Rock And A Hard Place
07. Sister Morphine
08. Anybody Seen My Baby
09. 19th Nervous Breakdown
10. Out Of Control
11. Gimme Shelter
12. Miss You
13. Band Introductions

Disc 2
01. All About You
02. Wanna Hold You
03. Little Queenie
04. Crazy Mama
05. The Last Time
06. Sympathy For The Devil
07. Tumbling dice
08. You Got Me Rocking
09. Honky Tonk Women
10. Start Me Up
11. Jumping Jack Flash
12. You can't Always Get What You Want
13. Brown Sugar

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Bitrate : 320 Kbps
Artwork included

I have had the great pleasure of seeing the Stones in my hometown twice this concert being the second occasion. The night air was chilly and the stage set up gargantuous to say the least. The Stones ran through their setlist with an almost conveyor belt ease dropping in songs from every major period of their career.

I can't think of enough superlatives to describe the show! It was incredible, awesome, phenomenal, over the top! Our seats were outstanding - row five on the floor just to the right of center stage. How totally amazing it was to see them so close up - unforgettable!!!

The Stones kicked off the show with the usual numbers; "Satisfaction", "IORR",
"B#*ch","Let´s Spend..."and "Rock And A Hard Place".At this point it was clear that also the Stones,especially Mick, were on a good mood too. Mick thanked us all and told us that the night was not as cold as he had expected. Well, he had all the lights to warm him up...
We also got to hear "Crazy Mama", the second song performed on the satellite stage, instead of Let It Bleed. The CyberVote winner was my absolute favorite Stones song, Gimme Shelter...I was so thrilled to hear them play it live, and Lisa Fischer's voice...WOW!

AND...we got to see the much-anticipated propane cannons - which shot huge flames about 50 feet into the air during Jumpin' Jack Flash.

A very strange and interesting crowd that night. I guess for 60,000 people out to watch a then 30 year old band that should be assumed. My guess is 25% of the people there hadn't been to a concert since their kids were born. 10% of those had dragged their kids out to this show. 50% hadn't been to more than one show a year since they were still popping zits. About 1 in 2 patrons were impaired beyond belief. 24 % were out to enjoy the evening. My friends and I were there for the music. We felt outnumbered. And yes, if you're doing the math, we did make up 1% of the crowd. (hyperbole alert!)

Now while oil may be rising back to an all-time high, concert etiquette has got to be at an all-time low. And getting worse. Let me give you a short-list of the annoyances:

Your ticket has a section, row number and seat...it's not rocket-science to figure out where you're supposed to be sitting. If you don't know where your seat is, recognize that I don't work here and really don't give a sh*t if you find it, except to get you away from me.

While the patron in front of you may like beer, it's unlikely they use it as a cologne. If you can no longer keep your beer in the cup, it's time to stop drinking.

If you're gonna clap, get rhythm.

If you're gonna sing the words out loud, get laryngitis.

It's about $130 cheaper to chat with your girlfriend/boyfriend/bunkmate/significant other/hooker on hire OUTSIDE the venue, than inside. And you'll hear just as much. I'll hear more.

If you talked through the song, don't clap. You're not fooling me and you're only expanding your disrespect to the artist.

By now you might be wondering why this surly b*astard even bothered to head out on that chilly fall evening. Well, I like the music and have great respect for The Stones. To paraphrase Denis Leary; you see this scar on my wrist? I got that when American Idol hit the air.

OK but did I enjoy the show that cold evening long ago?
Hell yes...and I would go again in a second!

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Catholic Boy - Jim Carroll Band - 1980.

Rest in Peace, Jim
I am very sad to let you know that Jim Carroll died on September 11, 2009.

This disc is as difficult to classify as its main architect is. Is this a Punk disc? If so, then what's the keyboard guy from Blue Oyster Cult doing playing on a couple of the songs? Is it a straight early 80's Rock album? Not with scorching guitar sounds, unconventional vocals and brutally "street" New York subject matter like this. Is it some sort of hip-hop precurser? No way, although reporting on life in the seedy urban jungle, as this disc does constantly, later became a rap music hallmark. And this Jim Carroll guy--confessional author? bowery poet? former junkie? lead singer of a smokin' band? This disc gives an emphatic "all of the above" answer to these questions. The disc occupies a rare stand-alone subcategory in the Rock world that defies further pigeon-holing, and its intensity and drive make it one of the best things to ever crawl out of New York in the past 22+ years.
Jim's singing is actually 80% Lou Reed-style speak-singing (mostly in tune with the music) , with about 20% of Bob Dylan's "Blonde on Blonde" era phrasing and tendency to change the pitch upward at the end of a phrase thrown in for good measure. The words matter to Jim: his voice is mixed up front, and he speak-sings clearly to make sure you get what he's written. He even repeats the entire lyrics of "Three Sisters" and "People Who Died" twice. The words are funny, thought-provoking, harrowing, surreal and sometimes disturbing. There are lots of strange vignettes taking place on the lower side of New York life. There are clever double meanings and quoteable rejoinders. There are no 'We're Gonna Rock Tonight' songs, no songs about cars, no 'I Want You, Baby' songs--the disc is nearly free of Rock cliches. Here's a witty example of his writing from the song "Three Sisters"---read this and think about whether he's describing a woman, or whether just maybe this 'Miranda' refers to the rights that the police are required to advise to suspects:"Though I don't understand her/I love my sister,her name is Miranda/the boys from Uptown, they can't stand her/ the more she denies them, the more they demand her/ but she just wanna lay in bed all night, reading Raymond Chandler".
The music is clearly Punk-influenced, but this isn't a total screaming thrash-fest, as American early 80's Punk had become. The two-guitars-bass-drums lineup are augmented at times by the afore-mentioned keyboards and even a sax on "City Drops Into the Night". "Day and Night" sounds positively mainstream with its female backing vocals, slow tempo and sythesizer wash, and almost seems out of place with the rest of the material--like maybe the record company wanted a song to promote as a single. The grittier sounds of the guitars prevail in most songs. The tempos are fast, the soloing miminal, and the production packs a solid whallop. "City Drops Into the Night" seems to be about twice as long as it needed to be to make its point, but other than this minor lull, the disc demands your attention and is hard driving right up the the final abrupt cutoff at the end of "Catholic Boy". The match with the lyrics/vocals is exceptionally good.
This is an overlooked but highly recommended disc from the dawn of the 80's that is sure to provide you with riveting listening material for years to come. It's a must for Manhattan-ites and those planning to visit.

"Wicked Gravity" (Jim Carroll) – 4:56
"Three Sisters" (Carroll, Terrell Winn) – 3:19
"Day and Night" (Carroll, Allen Lanier) – 2:22
"Nothing Is True" (Carroll, Brian Linsley) – 3:29
"People Who Died" (Carroll) – 4:59
"City Drops into the Night" (Carroll, Steve Linsley, Brian Linsley) – 7:23
"Crow" (Carroll, Terrell Winn) – 3:02
"It's Too Late" (Carroll, Wayne Woods) – 3:04
"I Want the Angel" (Carroll, Brian Linsley) – 2:49
"Catholic Boy" (Carroll) – 3:03

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