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Core 4 Deadstein 9-18-2008

This week we had trouble coordinating anight togethera and in addition, Carroll’s is pretty booked. As such we will be playing from 9-12 instead of the typical 8-12.  Not that this is too big of a deal since Kevin works late on Thursday nights and usually cannot get there until 8:30 or so.  Jason has some type of gig so he plans on joining us for the last hour and for the first two it seems as if we will have Bruce again.  This time I know who he is.

While it is a beautiful day outside as the last gasp of summer pricks my finger, the outside world is falling apart.  All the banks and insurance companies are going belly up as the stock market is tumbling into freefall.  Good thing I don’t have much to lose, so I feel relatively richer this week.  The more that you gather, it’s just more that you can lose.

Bruce and his Paul Reed Smith

It worked out to be a nice evening starting at the late hour of 9:00pm and all.  I was first to arrive, then Kevin and we watched the variety of young Asian women vacate the studio we were soon to occupy.   They were done about 20 minutes earlier than planned so the bearded Carroll’s tech guy, Mr. Knoer and his bald buddy, could get the room set for some Deadstein freakiness.  They prepared the room earlier for us by having the equipment ready so setup, with Kevin and my help, was quick and easy.  We had the good PA this week, although with tiny speakers, and Rich had the good Yamaha Piano. Scott, Rich and Bruce Tanis arrived just around 9:00 together and away we went.  Scott had a nice new red set of Yamaha drums.  The rest of us had our typical Fender twin reverb reissue amps.

I started the festivities with the Brothers and Sisters and then we played the Let It Rock.  We had difficult getting away from playing 1-4-5 in A and it seemed like every song was in that vein.  It was a bluesy night in middle-September as Bruce has a tendency toward the blues and with Rich by his side; it was to be a blue filled night.

Bruce and Jason playing the blues 9-18-2008

Jason, showed up, wearing a sports coat and Brooklyn T-shirt about half way through the night, and that brought the energy to a different level.  We played several songs that were “Tits” including the ever-so uplifting Death Don’t Have no Mercy.  Just kidding, it was a moving rendition.  I started a ‘79 version of Good Loving at some point late in the night, I think it was following the Going Down the Road where we ended going E to D over and over again and ended up in C, but Jason ended the Good Loving with a 68 version so it stopped there.  That was too bad because it was the Good Lovin’ that was our song we were transmitting via the cellular network to Carol.   This was just after Scott Bayer arrived for his 2 songs, but he was looking freakier than usual and hopefully I got a good picture of him to show him in all his freakiness.

Scott Bayer in all his glory

Scott, sign the CD and give it to me already.

Rich also had us all sign his new CD compilation which were songs that we have transmitted via cell phone to Carol over the previous year.  See the previous post for more information about this CD.

We ended the night with the long and slow Lucky ol Sun into something pretty quick.  I don’t remember now and may have to wait until I see the set list that Rich posts.  I had a lot of Smartees for everyone to gobble on and that is about it.