During my biennial spring cleaning, I unearthed concert ticket stubs carbon-dated to the 70s.
Although I was there, I don't remember some. Others are indelible.
At Eric Clapton's 2004 Crossroads Guitar Festival in Dallas, I saw
Clapton, Santana, Jeff Beck, Joe Walsh, John Mayer, Buddy Guy, James Taylor, Pat Metheny, Bo Diddley, ZZ Top, Booker T & the MGs, Robert Cray, B.B. King and many others.
My most lasting memory, besides women in bikinis, was the vintage guitar exhibit featuring Clapton's "Layla," Harrison's "While My Guitar Gently Weeps," Lennon's "Give Peace a Chance" and King's "The Thrill is Gone."
The first stadium-concert I saw was Three Dog Night in the early 70s at the Cotton Bowl. The opening act was Lobo ("Me and You and a Dog Named Boo").
On the way my '67 Camaro broke down in a rough part of Dallas. My young, attractive date's main concern was whether we'd miss Lobo.
Thanks to three young black men's mechanical skills, we made it.
Foggy tales about Yes, Joe Cocker, The Moody Blues, Creedence, The Kinks, Dr. Hook, J. Geils Band, Paul McCartney, Fleetwood Mac, Rare Earth, Bob Dylan, Elton John, Steppenwolf, Crosby, Stills and Nash, The Grass Roots, Spirit, Mountain, Jefferson Airplane, Nazareth, Bruce Springsteen, The Cars, Jethro Tull, The Rolling Stones and Burl Ives will have to wait until my memory clears.
Actually, I do remember Ives' luncheon concert ("Jimmy Crack Corn").
Wendel Sloan has seen Jimmy Buffett 12 times. Contact: email@example.com