Monday, May 14, 2007
3.5 hr WARMUP!!! Steely Dan - Chastain - 5.11.07
A great fuckin' jam by all accounts. The lot jam kicked up about 4ish and we luckily got the exact same parking spots we did last time behind the Sprangs Art Center. Best part of it all - its a $10 lot and we got there early enough to not have to pay. Let the jam begin. NO ONE showed up in this lot until 6:30 at least. So we were jammin' brews, tunes, pizza frisbee technology, hose downs, & party subs ALONE for 2+ hours. Not a sole in sight except this dude on his cell who kept walking around - we think he was meeting his internet love for the first time that night. In our minds, he was from Macon, she was from Birmingham - they had been boyfriend/girlfriend for a year online and tonight they meet for sexual rendevous in the Chastain lawn. Back to the jam - we were jammin spirals, pasta salad, minds. IT was so tight. The funniest thing was we were down at the far end of the lot and as people did start showing up - they all parked way away from us. Probably because Jais was shirtless and wet (hose down) and we all looked kinda drunk at like 6:30. One car dared to come park near us and then never interacted even after we sent over a few spirals their way. Whatever, their loss. Probably the best pre-lot-jam that has ever been for Chastain - for sure.
Grab some travelers and begin to walk and talk. Oh yeah we all had some atire too...lookin' right. Jais got best outfit. No shirt with a carmike vest, dawgs hat. Ace. We each jam like a brew or two on the walk. Cops dont hastle us. They feel the jam. We get to Will Call and grab the tickets and get in there. Brews immediately. Walk up to the lawn area as some Organ band is playing. Cool vibes. It sounded like those Beastie Boys instrumentals...just jammin' no harshin'. We're stoked at this point because the day is becoming night and we are feelin' so right. Only thing that harshed us were these two flood lights that were flashing along with the music right above our heads. Man we wanted a lights out jam. So i went up to investigate. I snuck around the "control room" where the Chastain dudes were monitoring the sound and security and shit and climbed up this slope to this above room which was dark. I thought this had to be it. I was looking for a breaker to trip. I walk in the room and whip out my cell phone to get some light b/c I couldnt see 5 feet in front of my face. Its the spotlight room. 5 spotlights and these metal gates pulled down to hide the lights. I walk over and see that these gates can easily be lifted and you would immediately have the best view in the whole place. I snuck a peek and man it was great. But it was clear that if i opened these windows all the way someone would see me and shut us down/kick us out. So I close it back after trying to get our possee's attention by calling, flashing, waving, shouting at them. They were jammin too hard so no sweat. I close the window and turn to go out - WHAM - slam my head into one of the spotlights and now i'm fucking seeing starts. Checked the next day and part of my skull was indented like a baby's soft spot. Extra buzz. This was like a magical shot to my brain though because when i stood up i was directly in front of the breaker box. I opened it up and saw a breaker labeled "General Flood Lights" - I fuckin hulked up and flipped it for a second. At this point I hear the security dudes below like "wha"? So i bolt. Pussed out i guess. Slide back down the hill and rejoin the jam.
Now this was the best lot jam we have ever had, but not the best Dan show we had ever seen. Not to harsh or begin to harsh - they were just phoning it in a bit. Played for less than an hour and a half. Set list was good, but not ASS HANDING. AJ and Jais had tickets down in the pit and we were each taking turns down there which was fun. Thorn and I got down there and walked right up front with no questions asked. Second Row right in front of Fagen, like 8 feet away - it ruled. The first HIT they played was Bad Sneakers and we all went ape shit..."bad sneakers and a pina colada my friend!" Too rad. Played A LOT of new stuff and then hit us with "Hey Nineteen" - the crowd finally sparked and we were jamming our asses off...more new....then PEG!!! Damn - slayed it right into my favorite Dan jam and one I dont think I've seen live before - "THE CAVES OF ALTIMIRA"!!! Shit - footloose. This is where they hit their stride. Hit after hit after hit, but not long enough. Thorn and I went down front b/c we thought we had plenty of time before the encore jam...wrong. It came early and we were down there to see the last song of the set "Kid Charlemagne" and the first encore "My Old School" - both face melters. At that point we gotta hightail it back to the jammers because we HAD to jam one more tune with them if this shit really was ending this quick. Get back for the meltdown of "Bodhisattva"! All of us dancing as hard as we can - me tripping up the stairs in the dark! Right when they finished we were surely going to get hit with a low blow ender like "Deacon Blues"....YES......NOPE! They left. DAMN! We were harshed at the time, basically b/c we were krunkly and ready to get lifted off the earth with some megahits.
We get back to the car and are further harshed on by the "owner of the lot" in some mini-van. Drew talks to her and says we're just comin' down the mountain from the Dan jam and we'll leave momentarily. She gets pissy, leaves, goes & gets the cops. They come up and instead of getting a picture taken by them like last time, they were really making us leave. LAME. Thoughts of Johnny's Hideaway were ignited but my shirt was ripped (another story) so I don't think I would have made it in. Thorn and I jammed the Waffle and called it a night.
LOT JAM: A+++
DAN JAM: A
OVERALL JAM EXPERIENCE: A+
setlist....(ice has most of the pictures b/c my camera died, i'll get them from him)
Jazz Intro
Two Against Nature
Bad Sneakers
Time Out Of Mind
Janie Runaway
Hey Nineteen
Monkey In Your Soul (WB vocal)
Peg
The Caves Of Altimira
Green Earrings
Dirty Work
Josie
Do It Again
Kid Charlemagne
---ENCORE:
My Old School
Bodhisattva
Jazz Outro
A great fuckin' jam by all accounts. The lot jam kicked up about 4ish and we luckily got the exact same parking spots we did last time behind the Sprangs Art Center. Best part of it all - its a $10 lot and we got there early enough to not have to pay. Let the jam begin. NO ONE showed up in this lot until 6:30 at least. So we were jammin' brews, tunes, pizza frisbee technology, hose downs, & party subs ALONE for 2+ hours. Not a sole in sight except this dude on his cell who kept walking around - we think he was meeting his internet love for the first time that night. In our minds, he was from Macon, she was from Birmingham - they had been boyfriend/girlfriend for a year online and tonight they meet for sexual rendevous in the Chastain lawn. Back to the jam - we were jammin spirals, pasta salad, minds. IT was so tight. The funniest thing was we were down at the far end of the lot and as people did start showing up - they all parked way away from us. Probably because Jais was shirtless and wet (hose down) and we all looked kinda drunk at like 6:30. One car dared to come park near us and then never interacted even after we sent over a few spirals their way. Whatever, their loss. Probably the best pre-lot-jam that has ever been for Chastain - for sure.
Grab some travelers and begin to walk and talk. Oh yeah we all had some atire too...lookin' right. Jais got best outfit. No shirt with a carmike vest, dawgs hat. Ace. We each jam like a brew or two on the walk. Cops dont hastle us. They feel the jam. We get to Will Call and grab the tickets and get in there. Brews immediately. Walk up to the lawn area as some Organ band is playing. Cool vibes. It sounded like those Beastie Boys instrumentals...just jammin' no harshin'. We're stoked at this point because the day is becoming night and we are feelin' so right. Only thing that harshed us were these two flood lights that were flashing along with the music right above our heads. Man we wanted a lights out jam. So i went up to investigate. I snuck around the "control room" where the Chastain dudes were monitoring the sound and security and shit and climbed up this slope to this above room which was dark. I thought this had to be it. I was looking for a breaker to trip. I walk in the room and whip out my cell phone to get some light b/c I couldnt see 5 feet in front of my face. Its the spotlight room. 5 spotlights and these metal gates pulled down to hide the lights. I walk over and see that these gates can easily be lifted and you would immediately have the best view in the whole place. I snuck a peek and man it was great. But it was clear that if i opened these windows all the way someone would see me and shut us down/kick us out. So I close it back after trying to get our possee's attention by calling, flashing, waving, shouting at them. They were jammin too hard so no sweat. I close the window and turn to go out - WHAM - slam my head into one of the spotlights and now i'm fucking seeing starts. Checked the next day and part of my skull was indented like a baby's soft spot. Extra buzz. This was like a magical shot to my brain though because when i stood up i was directly in front of the breaker box. I opened it up and saw a breaker labeled "General Flood Lights" - I fuckin hulked up and flipped it for a second. At this point I hear the security dudes below like "wha"? So i bolt. Pussed out i guess. Slide back down the hill and rejoin the jam.
Now this was the best lot jam we have ever had, but not the best Dan show we had ever seen. Not to harsh or begin to harsh - they were just phoning it in a bit. Played for less than an hour and a half. Set list was good, but not ASS HANDING. AJ and Jais had tickets down in the pit and we were each taking turns down there which was fun. Thorn and I got down there and walked right up front with no questions asked. Second Row right in front of Fagen, like 8 feet away - it ruled. The first HIT they played was Bad Sneakers and we all went ape shit..."bad sneakers and a pina colada my friend!" Too rad. Played A LOT of new stuff and then hit us with "Hey Nineteen" - the crowd finally sparked and we were jamming our asses off...more new....then PEG!!! Damn - slayed it right into my favorite Dan jam and one I dont think I've seen live before - "THE CAVES OF ALTIMIRA"!!! Shit - footloose. This is where they hit their stride. Hit after hit after hit, but not long enough. Thorn and I went down front b/c we thought we had plenty of time before the encore jam...wrong. It came early and we were down there to see the last song of the set "Kid Charlemagne" and the first encore "My Old School" - both face melters. At that point we gotta hightail it back to the jammers because we HAD to jam one more tune with them if this shit really was ending this quick. Get back for the meltdown of "Bodhisattva"! All of us dancing as hard as we can - me tripping up the stairs in the dark! Right when they finished we were surely going to get hit with a low blow ender like "Deacon Blues"....YES......NOPE! They left. DAMN! We were harshed at the time, basically b/c we were krunkly and ready to get lifted off the earth with some megahits.
We get back to the car and are further harshed on by the "owner of the lot" in some mini-van. Drew talks to her and says we're just comin' down the mountain from the Dan jam and we'll leave momentarily. She gets pissy, leaves, goes & gets the cops. They come up and instead of getting a picture taken by them like last time, they were really making us leave. LAME. Thoughts of Johnny's Hideaway were ignited but my shirt was ripped (another story) so I don't think I would have made it in. Thorn and I jammed the Waffle and called it a night.
LOT JAM: A+++
DAN JAM: A
OVERALL JAM EXPERIENCE: A+
setlist....(ice has most of the pictures b/c my camera died, i'll get them from him)
Jazz Intro
Two Against Nature
Bad Sneakers
Time Out Of Mind
Janie Runaway
Hey Nineteen
Monkey In Your Soul (WB vocal)
Peg
The Caves Of Altimira
Green Earrings
Dirty Work
Josie
Do It Again
Kid Charlemagne
---ENCORE:
My Old School
Bodhisattva
Jazz Outro
