Friday, May 22, 2009

The Brothers at the Greek

The brothers at the Greek - this one is for my hippies! (don't get me started)


I wish young ‘uns could come see the Allmans. Because they’d
understand it’s about being a musician. Stardom is fleeting at best.
Sure, a few lucky ones can whore themselves out as special guests on sitcoms and
maybe replace the star in a Broadway show, but that’s about eking out a living,
that’s got nothing to do with music.

Music is something you feel in your heart. You practice when no one
is paying attention. You roll in a van, taking your life in your hands,
not only from the road, but your bandmates, who are about to ignite from so much
close contact and so little remuneration. But if you’re good, and lucky,
you break through.

That’s what a musician does…play! Then there’s the travel, the
drinking and drugging, the women and the camaraderie, the jokes, the cards, the
laughter. Rock and roll is the circus without the seamy carney
underside. Which is why everybody wanted to run away and join way back
when. You wanted to be closer…to this lifestyle, to the music!

But to a great extent, that’s gone. The "artists" want
fame. The promoter is playing to Wall Street, the fan is a pawn in the
game. The music is just an excuse to charge customers up the
yin-yang. So when you see the pure unadulterated essence, it leaves a
mark.


The Allman Bothers - Whipping Post

I can guarantee you will not understand how good this song is..

Lefsetz - read.understand.

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