What You'll Find Here: Music, Movies and Me
Since May 1976, I have written in journals. When I have nothing particularly resonant to say about my own inner turmoil, philosophic ramblings, sexual peccadillos or whining on about the state of the world around me...I have always fallen back on reporting the cultural time consumption that takes up in inordinate portion of my daily goings on.
In the 40+ years since my first concerts seeing Children's Symphony presentations on Sundays at the Pasadena Civic or The Hot Jazz Society's monthly Dixieland romps in an old meeting hall on the edge of the L.A. "River" across from Griffith Park, I have been sold heavily on the magic of live music. As Neil Young so aptly put it, "Live music is better bumper stickers should be issued."
Growing up a few orange groves and canyons length away from Hollywood also contributed greatly to my family's addiction to movie going. From the time I was a small there were weekly trips to the drive-in theaters that dotted the landscape, or the local Temple theater for the Saturday matinees. Once in a while we'd drive the 12 miles into Hollywood and see something in one of the magnificent old movie palaces like Grauman's Chinese, the Egyptian, The Pantages or later the Cinerama Dome. My dad loved Westerns and War movies, as if he didn't get enough shoot-'em-up as an L.A. County Sheriff in his day gig, my mom adored musicals and comedies. My brother and I loved them all.
At SDSU, I played in my first gigging band and began booking concerts on campus as part of the well-funded Cultural Arts Board, kindling for my future life in and around music.
So it's not surprising that my first jobs out of college were working in local video rental places (which were all the rage) or managing a couple of Sam Goody record stores in Mall's on the East Coast where we marveled at the new CD format and sold the first home computers and video games (yes Commodore and Pong and Atari).
So these are really just extensions of all of those journal entries talking about the great new movies I was seeing and LPs/CDs I was listening to.
Though iPODS/iPADs, apps, smart phones and downloads now make music and movies accessible in your own pocket, there is still nothing like sitting in front of a stack of speakers with a room full of people swaying to music created before your eyes. Nor is there anything that works quite so well for me to escape the real world and all of it's pressures just outside than two hours in a dark theater, absorbing the stories flickering across that wide screen as they pull you into their world.
But a really good taco runs a close third...
In the 40+ years since my first concerts seeing Children's Symphony presentations on Sundays at the Pasadena Civic or The Hot Jazz Society's monthly Dixieland romps in an old meeting hall on the edge of the L.A. "River" across from Griffith Park, I have been sold heavily on the magic of live music. As Neil Young so aptly put it, "Live music is better bumper stickers should be issued."
Growing up a few orange groves and canyons length away from Hollywood also contributed greatly to my family's addiction to movie going. From the time I was a small there were weekly trips to the drive-in theaters that dotted the landscape, or the local Temple theater for the Saturday matinees. Once in a while we'd drive the 12 miles into Hollywood and see something in one of the magnificent old movie palaces like Grauman's Chinese, the Egyptian, The Pantages or later the Cinerama Dome. My dad loved Westerns and War movies, as if he didn't get enough shoot-'em-up as an L.A. County Sheriff in his day gig, my mom adored musicals and comedies. My brother and I loved them all.
At SDSU, I played in my first gigging band and began booking concerts on campus as part of the well-funded Cultural Arts Board, kindling for my future life in and around music.
So it's not surprising that my first jobs out of college were working in local video rental places (which were all the rage) or managing a couple of Sam Goody record stores in Mall's on the East Coast where we marveled at the new CD format and sold the first home computers and video games (yes Commodore and Pong and Atari).
So these are really just extensions of all of those journal entries talking about the great new movies I was seeing and LPs/CDs I was listening to.
Though iPODS/iPADs, apps, smart phones and downloads now make music and movies accessible in your own pocket, there is still nothing like sitting in front of a stack of speakers with a room full of people swaying to music created before your eyes. Nor is there anything that works quite so well for me to escape the real world and all of it's pressures just outside than two hours in a dark theater, absorbing the stories flickering across that wide screen as they pull you into their world.
But a really good taco runs a close third...
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
STEVIE WONDER at the WACHOVIA CENTER, PHILA. PA 11/8/07
I had never seen a full on Stevie Wonder show. I’ve seen him do a couple numbers at a benefit show at some point over the years I believe but never a full-on Stevie set. And having gone to over 2000 shows over the years, he is one of the only artists I have not seen do their thing. So when I heard, after the fact, that Stevie tix had gone on sale I got online and bought just one ticket as I did with the Police show that I’d see the following week. What with the price of tickets these days (an avg concert ticket is $75-300 for a floor seat to almost anyone of note at an Arena or stadium these days. I figured, I’d pay the $95 and not sweat it. But having eaten enough high-end tickets (yes, the older your friends get, the less spontaneous they are, the less willing to go out at night and see shows, the more bills and responsibilities they have) in the last couple of years buying, thinking I’d have no problem getting someone to go with me, that I just solo’d it. Got great seats that way too. For this show I sat in the first row section 101 at the Wachovia Center with is one row above the floor in the first level looking straight down the third row, stage left. Couldn’t beat it. And room to dance surrounded by 6-7 women out to have a ball. I was in heaven and danced till I could dance no more.
Stevie comes out on the arm of his gorgeous daughter, Aisha Morris. Stevie talks about the recent death of his mother and how his initial way of dealing with it was to not tour. He recently decided instead, in memory of his mother to tour again. He asked his manager to put a tour together and his mgr said, no problem, we’ll tour all next year. And Stevie said, “No I want to go out in 2 months.” And he made it happen.
Aisha and Stevie sit at the piano and sing LOVE’S IN NEED OF LOVE TODAY to just knock the possibilities of this show out of the water. The band joins after the first verse and I’m stunned by how amazing the sound is. Even though I am virtually less than 20 feet from the stage and directly under the front left mains, the sound is crystal clear and not at all too loud the entire show. Possibly the best arena sound I have ever heard.
He follows with another classic TOO HIGH from probably his greatest album in a career of great albums. We get to hear his incredible signature harmonica sound for the first time this evening too. Just way too fucking funky. I was up and dancing my but off. Kept thinking my friend Lisa would’ve loved this we would’ve cut it up all night long.
VISIONS was spacey and haunting as always with a “nylon” sting guitar solo by Morris O’Connor. “I can’t believe that here we are in the year 2007 in the city of brotherly love…” and he preaches about the hate and violence of today’s world, a litany of the wrongs of and hatred in the name of religion and more…”that war is not the answer that peace is the only answer…we can do something about it as individuals…put our voices together and say ‘STOP IT’” and he points out that we are all to complacent with getting what we need…”
LIVING FOR THE CITY. Self-explanatory. For a man with this breadth of talent, with 42 years of tremendous talent to have a signature song is in itself quite a tribute to the song. Dylan has “Like A Rolling Stone”; Stevie has “Living For the City”. Hard to beat.
MASTER BLASTER (from 1980’s Hotter Than July) starts the vamp and has the crowd call and response with him…”hey, hey…God is good.” into another rollicking up tempo dance-and-sing along which is tough considering I have never had any idea what he is singing about. So what he says is this on the choruses: “Didn't know you / Would be jammin' until the break of dawn / I bet nobody ever told you that you / would be jammin' until the break of dawn / You would be jammin' and jammin' and jammin', jam on..” Learn something new every day.
Next he is giving a squawk box where he speaks variations on “I love you so much, Philadelphia” and introduces the next tune as a tune he sang when he was a kid playing in Philly…I think…hard to understand a lot of it…until he sings, “LA LA LA LA LA la la…I love you” which was from his 3rd Motown album The 12 Year Old Genius (1963) which was Motown’s 1st chart-topping album. So he does a verse and a chorus from it before going into a verse of McFadden & Whitehead’s hit AIN’T NO STOPPING US NOW and then a verse of the Sister Sledge hit WE ARE FAMILY which had actually been on in the house p.a. before the show right before Stevie came out. The groove he was playing segued into the intro of HIGHER GROUND. This was the 4th tune in the 1st 45 minutes of the show from Innervisions, arguably Stevie’s landmark album. Only a couple of minutes long, I could’ve grooved to this for a lot longer, super hot. It ended with a call and response with Aisha, “Higher (higher) higher (higher)” reminiscent of Sly Stone.
Another Innervisions classic was next GOLDEN LADY is just as solid as a groove gets and an amazing sing-along. I noticed for the first time that the conga-rich rhythm for this is the same as Marvin Gaye’s “WHAT’S GOIN’ ON. Great stinging guitar solo in this as the song modulates. Such incredibly simple and richly musical arranging as the band solos through the sections. This is a nice, long, seven-minute version that just keeps unfolding, using repetition and groove to hypnotize the soul.
RIBBON IN THE SKY was just beautiful and a Stevie essential but was the one point of the show where I was a bit done in by the show biz devise of getting the crowd interaction going. First off the crowd just wailed all of the lyrics with him and jumped right in on the long swirling glissando phrases from the record. Then after a couple of wonderful minutes Stevie did some vocal calisthenics (all of that stuff that people these days try to add to every line of their songs to prove they can “sing” but can’t touch Stevie). Then he got a bit latin-y and syncopated with the riff and the band followed course. Next, he got the crowd, first the ladies then the men to sing two funky, interconnecting parts. Fun and cool but it went on a bit too long. I actually left half way through the exercise, walked all the way up to the bathroom, did my business, bought a drink and came back down and the song was still going on. All told a 15-minute version of this one tune…the original was on Stevie Wonder’s Musiquarium (1982).
Then abruptly, he launched into OVERJOYED from 1985’s In Square Circle CD. A beautiful song from what many consider Stevie’s less lauded 80s/mid-90s output. Most songwriters would give their eyeteeth for one song this accomplished.
The next mid-section of the show was full of ballads and gave most of the band a rest for three tunes.
Next was just Stevie singing to only Victoria Theodore’s harp-like keyboard accompaniment on the moving IF IT’S MAGIC (from Songs In The Key of Life). The over-enthused crow in this big place was a bit obtrusive on this delicate tune but SO into it.
YOU AND I (from ‘72’s Talking Book) finds Stevie getting broken up. Missing some lines being overcome with emotion two or three times in the song and at the end pulling up his glasses to wipe his eyes. You had to wonder if this was reminding him of his mom or was a favorite song of his or if Stevie was thinking of Syreeta Wright who was his wife and songwriting partner during this period and who died of cancer in 2004.
YOU AND I
Here we are on earth together, / It's you and I, / God has made us fall in love, it's true, / I've really found someone like you // Will it say the love you feel for me, will it say, / That you will be by my side / To see me through, / Until my life is through // Well, in my mind, we can conquer the world, / In love you and I, you and I, you and I // I am glad at least in my life I found someone / That may not be here forever to see me through, / But I found so much strength in you, / I only pray that I have shown you a brighter day, / Because that's all that I am living for, you see, / Don't worry what happens to me // Cause' in my mind, you will stay here always, / In love, you and I, you and I, you and I, you and I / In my mind we can conquer the world / In love, you and I, you and I, you and I.
Very moving and the crowd gives him the greatest ovation of the night. Right there with him, giving him all that love back. Quite an intense moment.
HOW WILL I KNOW from 2005’s A Time For Love is a beautiful duet with daughter Aisha who was having some trouble keeping it together after watching her father’s emotional struggle on the previous number, wiping tears from her eyes and waving a bit vocally while sitting at the piano next to him. On this tune, sans band.
He brings the band back out for another early hit, IF YOU REALLY LOVE ME (from 1971’s Where I’m Coming From) which included a bit of shtick due to the only real technical glitch of the night…long held notes and getting the girls to call his name after the line, “you call my name…” because duet vocalist Kimberly Brewer was having trouble hearing anything through her in ear monitors and tried 3-4 mics, walked back to her place in the bv singers line then back next to Stevie…of course Stevie couldn’t see what was going on so he vamped with the crowd…once she got back out they did a call and response thing and then the crowd did the same…making this more a fun exercise than a song.
Abruptly, Stevie gave up and went into SUPERWOMAN (the standout tune from 72’s Music of My Mind) surprising the band who scrambled to switch guitars and basses.
Another song from Hotter than July, ALL I DO starts with Stevie on the Rhodes and the crowd is with him from the opening notes.
Stevie gives up some space to the percussion section led by Muyungo Jackson who I worked with by proxy on live dates/CDs by two clients Bennie Maupin and Teri Lyne Carrington. This killin’ perc rave up leads into the final Innervisions tune of the evening DON’T YOU WORRY ‘BOUT A THING
Then she goes right into a smokin’ version of SIGNED, SEALED, DELIVERED. Afterwards, he tells the audience that “We can make this song, a whole other thing…take the Stevie Wonder all the way out of it…and sing this song ‘country’…” crowd gets a bit doubtful and boo-y…”…don’t act like you don’t know…” and they do a sort of two-step version that actually isn’t particularly country at all. Not well executed actually. Nice idea but more shtick for the crowd to interact on. Mostly consisted of Stevie making a bad twangy country vocal on top. A waste of a couple of minutes as far as I was concerned. The only part of the show that wasn’t viable for me. Didn’t seem like something the Philly crowd really embraced. Maybe in Texas or Nashville.
So he switches gears right away and about going to Chicago to play the Regal Theater at 16 years old and being introduced to a young girl backstage by her mother who is hit on by Stevie’s manager Clarence Paul, who keeps insisting that Stevie get to bed by 11. So Stevie woos her down to the piano the next night and tells her he’s written a song for her…which he plays the intro to and the crowd sings not only the “La la” part but the entire first verse in strong voice…MY CHERIE AMOUR. Stevie joins in on the second verse. A classic. Everyone needed a French type tune in the 60s. This one was a Top Ten hit in 1969.
Next up is one of the most infectious of ALL Motown hits and there were tons of them. Just the harmonica solo itself is a classic in the annals of recorded riffs. If you can resist singing, shaking or tapping your toes to this tune, then you be dead muthafucker. It is of course, FOR ONCE IN MY LIFE. I found myself driven to call my gal in California and hold the phone up so she could hear the apros pos lines, a practice I resist doing often since whenever I get a well-meaning call from a friend sharing a moment like this with me from miles away, all I generally hear is noise. But the live sound was so amazing here I hoped she’d get the gist of things and she did. Thanks Stevie. He truncates the ending here unfortunately to start another great late 60s hit, I WAS MADE TO LOVE HER. A very spirited version and he again abruptly ends and starts into another late 60s hit UPTIGHT (EVERYTHING’S ALRIGHT).
I kept thinking he’d pull out an obscurity that would pale next to everything else but literally, “the hits just kept on coming.” He stopped again, and said, “There were a couple of tunes real popular in Philly that I did…’ and he plays a stripped down version of WITH A CHILD’S HEART and you can see the old school Philly fans swaying and singing alone…but he stops ¾ of the way through to do another Philly fave, HEY LOVE (from 1966’s Down To Earth) a song I barely recognize. He again stops we sail into the big push towards the end of the show. Stevie goofs around, chastising bassist Nathan Watts for not playing it “In B, baby…what do I have to do come back there and play it for you…” DO I DO (from …Musiquarium) which slips right into SIR DUKE which unfortunately they only do one verse and one chorus before segueing into I WISH the back to back hits from Songs In The Key of Life. Again only the first two verses and chorus.
YOU ARE THE SUNSHINE OF MY LIFE (from Talking Book) features backing vocalists Keith John and Kimberly Brewer splitting the first verse before Stevie takes over, again a shortened version I believe.
The of course, they couldn’t not do SUPERSTITION (also Talking Book). Just plain classic rock staple. I’d love to do this song but without the horns or Jeff beck…fugettaboutit. Over the bass line of the tune Stevie intros the band and then stops to ask Keith John to sing a bit of the hit song by his dad, Little Willie John and with Stevie accompanying him with one hand on the piano he sings the first verse of FEVER the back to the groove until he launches into a splendid, heartfelt and beautiful version of one of his greatest, simplest and most resonant songs, AS. In the middle of the tune he preaches on the power of heart and love and brotherhood and togetherness in pure Stevie Wonder fashion. The genius of these stars who play medleys and partial versions of their songs to get as many tunes into a show as possible is that if the song is classic enough people will THINK they heard the whole song. They’ll go away with the memories of their favorite tunes being played. I could’ve sworn I heard this whole tune with it’s litany of “always” references at the end…well they did them after the first verse before his speech section and that’s all we got.
I danced my butt off, smiled, cried, sang, cheered and was blown away. Not every day that happens to a jaded old concertgoer like me. Now, I just want to run home and listen to ALL of these great albums and dance around my living room like a fool. Spread the love Stevie.
One of my next blogs will be a personal look back at Stevie's career...
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