What is your most fond musical memory.


One that makes you yearn for the ‘good old days.’

Mine took place in 1970. My grandparents were going on a world tour and I had their whole house to myself for 2 months. Alone at last!. I was 16. First thing I did was set up my audio system. Then I turned down the lights and put on the just released Grand Funk “Closer to Home’ album. I thought I was in heaven when ‘I’m your Captain’ came on. 10 minutes of Pure Bliss. To this day I get the tingles whenever I play that song.

 

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wolf_garcia: Moby Grape, one band I really regret not having seen live. And I still have yet to see Marty Stuart & His Fabulous Superlatives.

12th birthday, Baltimore, my dad taking me to see (really it was see, not easy to hear with the non-stop screaming!) the Beatles.  

I was a Jefferson Airplane fan back in the day.  And then a Hot Tuna fan. Jorma and Jack were just great together.

Blurry on the year, probably 80s and I got tickets to see Hot Tuna at the Lone Star

in NYC.  Ended up with my knees against the stage (very low stage) and Jorma

playing right in front of me.  Amazing.

Regards,

barts

Drinking  beer with Peter Frampton and  Steve Miller backstage before the David Bowie concert.     Sat on the floor of a hallway and partied with them for an hour before the show and didn't even know who they were until they took the stage and started playing

 

...sneaking downhill from the Griffith Park Absurdatory to the back wall of the Greek Theatre to catch Joni Mitchell opening for CSNY, when all still lived in Laurel Canyon on a balmy summer evening....

Joni in her prime vocals, followed by the guys doing an instrumental open...

Stills turns, hollers "Open, Sesame!"...curtain parts to a galaxy of pilot lights...
..followed by a shout-out to 'all the creatures in the woods!' 

Us....the lumpy Xmas tree of lighters, nearly rivaling the seated who gasp and laugh and move on to a memorable set.

Managing to clamber uphill, happy to find my Cortina hadn't gotten towed or chained into the parking area....

Buzzed clear nights on Blue Jay Way, watching the flights in 'n out of LAX....
...wondering what we'd see if/when The Big One shook 'n baked LA if acidified at the wrong time at the right place....*L*...
"Would you have believed that?!"  Probably not....got anything for an acid stomach?...🤪🤦‍♂️. 

Late '60's > early '70's + late teens>early 20's in SoCal =  I have an excuse of sorts....

..lost That when I moved to the Bay Area to replete the grain bamage....