kentheman2000
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He's the BOMB! a bues legend before any others. In the league of muddy waters, bb himself. These guys are a very rare breed, innovators of music as it is.
Buddy Guy is coming to town!!!
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iverson763
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yup! and his pianist was excellent man! when he did the "blues conversation" thing with the pianist, solid stuff. great entertainer, certainly no airs about him, and the pick i got from him made the night unforgettable.
This gig goes to the top of my list, above clapton and vai
This gig goes to the top of my list, above clapton and vai
I'm just gonna echo the sentiment
And say that YES! It was truly an EXCELLENT performance.
The man expresses himself amazingly with two notes or two hundred.
Loved how he came on at the start and just took the whole hall with a single note and a bend. SWEEEEET.
@bigrockshow : You were seated there as well? I was right behind the girl who strummed the guitar, so we were roughly in the same area. Some GREAT showmanship from Buddy, leaving the girl speechless just by asking her to strum his strat. HAHAHHA I GUESS that's why we learn to play the guitar.
And say that YES! It was truly an EXCELLENT performance.
The man expresses himself amazingly with two notes or two hundred.
Loved how he came on at the start and just took the whole hall with a single note and a bend. SWEEEEET.
@bigrockshow : You were seated there as well? I was right behind the girl who strummed the guitar, so we were roughly in the same area. Some GREAT showmanship from Buddy, leaving the girl speechless just by asking her to strum his strat. HAHAHHA I GUESS that's why we learn to play the guitar.
iverson763
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Just by touching the headstock, you now got da power man to own with your guitar man... the force is with you :lol:
ay, and one more thing... he's the ONLY act i've EVER seen who starts on time. And for a legend to do that... respect
bigrockshow
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hahahaha...hey exodus!!~ you must be the one yelling "Encore" right?
yes i was only one person away from the girl to her right...thats why the headstock landed right infront of me..LOL...its one thing to look at him..another to touch he's guitar....no magical blues power induced though..just pure thrill and memories!~ :lol:
yes i was only one person away from the girl to her right...thats why the headstock landed right infront of me..LOL...its one thing to look at him..another to touch he's guitar....no magical blues power induced though..just pure thrill and memories!~ :lol:
BloozeGit
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Well well...the ringing in my ears has stopped and I can finally put my fingers to the keyboard.
"Here I am..." Buddy Guy was here alright, in a show that was rather a mixed bag. True to form, the guitars were loud and he had the Esplanade house speakers begging for mercy, pounding them into submission with his Strat through a cranked Fender. The 4 piece backing band comprising a rhythm section, keyboards and guitar was tight and dynamic, taking their cue from Buddy. They took it down to a whisper when he wanted to take it way down low, and brought the racket back on when he started doing that frenzied guitar thing.
He did pander to the rock crowd with obligatory run-throughs of Mustang Sally and Voodoo Chile (complete with tooth playing), even his playing on his own songs was at times unintelligible, just a whole mash of notes that were strummed more than they were played. Suffice to say, those of us who were introduced to Buddy Guy via First Time I Met The Blues or A Man And The Blues would be hard-pressed to identify him as the guitar player on those records.
But when he shone, brilliantly he did. For those parts when his Strat volume knob was turned down, he coaxed the bends like he used to back in the old days and when he sang, it was with the same conviction that we're used to hearing from him. On the slow numbers, in particular "Dreams to Remember" and "Fever" (ok, whatever there was of Fever anyway), his trademark falsetto and vibrato were in top form, wringing the emotion from every note while on a rather lusty rendition of JLH's "Boom Boom", that deep Mississipi growl might have gotten some ladies hot and bothered.
The main redeeming factor that probably endeared him to the crowd both sides of the blues was his showmanship. For that night, the Esplanade was transformed from an uppity performance venue into a roadhouse juke joint. His banter with the audience, singing sans microphone from stage, walking through the aisle and up into the stalls while blazing away on his Strat and convincing a rather reticent girl to strum on the strings while he chorded on the neck, these were his crowd-wooing tactics and it just made me wish I were there on the South-side of Chicago to catch him in his whiskey-drinking prime. I might try some of them myself too 8)
And to top it off, he said (in half-jest I guess) that he might want to move over here. Well, my neighbour's gonna be moving out :lol:
"Here I am..." Buddy Guy was here alright, in a show that was rather a mixed bag. True to form, the guitars were loud and he had the Esplanade house speakers begging for mercy, pounding them into submission with his Strat through a cranked Fender. The 4 piece backing band comprising a rhythm section, keyboards and guitar was tight and dynamic, taking their cue from Buddy. They took it down to a whisper when he wanted to take it way down low, and brought the racket back on when he started doing that frenzied guitar thing.
He did pander to the rock crowd with obligatory run-throughs of Mustang Sally and Voodoo Chile (complete with tooth playing), even his playing on his own songs was at times unintelligible, just a whole mash of notes that were strummed more than they were played. Suffice to say, those of us who were introduced to Buddy Guy via First Time I Met The Blues or A Man And The Blues would be hard-pressed to identify him as the guitar player on those records.
But when he shone, brilliantly he did. For those parts when his Strat volume knob was turned down, he coaxed the bends like he used to back in the old days and when he sang, it was with the same conviction that we're used to hearing from him. On the slow numbers, in particular "Dreams to Remember" and "Fever" (ok, whatever there was of Fever anyway), his trademark falsetto and vibrato were in top form, wringing the emotion from every note while on a rather lusty rendition of JLH's "Boom Boom", that deep Mississipi growl might have gotten some ladies hot and bothered.
The main redeeming factor that probably endeared him to the crowd both sides of the blues was his showmanship. For that night, the Esplanade was transformed from an uppity performance venue into a roadhouse juke joint. His banter with the audience, singing sans microphone from stage, walking through the aisle and up into the stalls while blazing away on his Strat and convincing a rather reticent girl to strum on the strings while he chorded on the neck, these were his crowd-wooing tactics and it just made me wish I were there on the South-side of Chicago to catch him in his whiskey-drinking prime. I might try some of them myself too 8)
And to top it off, he said (in half-jest I guess) that he might want to move over here. Well, my neighbour's gonna be moving out :lol:
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