Let’s have a post that burnishes–rather than tarnishes–the fine name of a semi-defuct choogly-type band full of violent dipsomaniacs and leering ephebophiles, shall we?
Playing in the Band is not what 1977 was known for, but this one from 4/22 at the Spectrum is a HoF version that gets spooky-scary in the middle and then transitions into Scarlet Begonias as if that’s a thing.
They just do it like it’s a thing.*
Then right when they drop down into Fire on the Mountain, Mrs. Donna Jean does that adorable thing where she punctuates the first beat of the riff with a cheerful yelp of “FIRE.
*They do not do this, as it is not a thing. Playing is the last song of the first set, and Scar>Fire begins the second set. That’s a thing, not the thing I thought was a thing. My mind wandered and upon its return decided that a transition that made no sense and would surely be famous if it had happened and that I was the first one to discover had happened.
TotD regrets the error. Still a phenomenal show you should be listening to right now.
That Playing In The Band is unusual, too, as it’s one of (or is?) the last stand-alone set-ending versions. Spring ’77 PITB’s deserve more love. Tight jamming that often wrapped around a Comes A Time>NFA.
The Peggy-O from that show ain’t no slouch either.
Wow — I AM listening right now; this thing has JUICE, the audience clapping all the way to the instrumental. And now I know what “ephebophile” means. Learn something new every day.