Welcome back to Hell!

 

Unrelated to anything at all, this song just popped back into my life, and I thought you should also have to suffer along with this very-skinny-Pete Davidson singing a truly terrible track and shooting an awful video.  WELCOME BACK TO HELL!

R.I.P. Jerry Jeff Walker

What a kick in the nuts.  Jerry Jeff was a classic - one of those immensely talented songwriters who not only wrote a song that is now a standard - "Mr. Bojangles" - but also wrote an absolute stack of amazing lyrics.  And it felt like he belonged to me, in some weird way, because of his connections to Austin and the way that some of his music sound-tracked significant times in my life.  The last time I saw him play a concert, you could tell that he was heading downhill - he pretty much just sat on a stool to play the whole show, barely dancing for a short bit at one point - but his lyrics were still as vital as ever.

Easily, my favorite album is Viva Terlingua.  I listened to that album about 1,000 times while in high school and college.  I used to sing "Little Bird" as one of my lullabies to my kids when they were small.  "Up Against the Wall, Red Neck" (while not written by JJW) is an absolute classic.  "Wheel" is full of beautiful, sad imagery.  "London Homesick Blues" (also not a JJW-penned tune) is perfection.  Second favorite album is Ridin' High.  Even the cover of it is amazing.  "Jaded Lover" is my favorite track from that one, but "Coat from the Cold" is amazing too.  I think my favorite tune overall from his catalog is "Desperados Waiting for The Train," although yet again that isn't a JJW original, but a Guy Clark tune.  Also loved Clark's "L.A. Freeway" as done by Jerry Jeff. "Navajo Rug" is good, "I Feel Like Hank Williams Tonight" or "The Pickup Truck Song."  "Pissin' in the Wind" is solid.  He's got a ton of tunes that evoke good memories of times and places I've been, and the friends who were with me as we listened.  Always love him for that reason alone.

You can go read all sorts of tributes to the man - Austin American Statesman, Texas Monthly, etc. - are all churning them out.  But I just felt like telling a good story or two to reminisce about the guy and his effect on my life.  Which may not be interesting to you at all, but whatever, you clicked on this blog!

For my eighteenth birthday, a group of friends had decided to throw a party at a friend's apartment.  I don't recall how or why, but a fellow high school friend had their own apartment over on West campus, and so we descended on that place as the staging ground for a big time.  As part of that, I had requested that we make some sangria wine - I had sang the recipe for it for years through JJW's iconic tune, but had never tried it myself.  The thing about that is, if you go back and listen to the song, you'll note that the recipe doesn't mention actual portions/amounts.  So all you know is that you start with some wine, add some apples and brandy and sugar, and then everclear is added to the wine sometimes.  So, being the idiot high schoolers that we absolutely were, we show up at the apartment with the fixings, and realize that we don't have a huge container for the final product.  Solution?  "Clean" the sink "really well," plug it up, and then dump two giant jugs of el cheapo wine into the sink, a whole bottle of brandy, a whole bottle of everclear, a sack of sugar, and a bunch of cut up apples.  Stir that mess around and get to scooping it into cups.  Hours later, my best friend was drunkenly sprinting laps on the deck outside the front door of the apartment, and I was chucking up the King Ranch chicken my mom had served for dinner, before finding out that my girlfriend had cheated on me and crying for a bit.  HUGE SUCCESS!

Also, JJW's daughter went to Austin High, a few years behind me, and so while I did not know her, we definitely used that association as a badge of pride.  One night, I may have already been in college by then, we heard that she was having a birthday party at the Driskell Hotel on 6th Street, and supposedly her dad would be there playing music.  YOLO, right?  A group of us went up there and wandered around the hotel (hello, security?) until we found a room full of drunk high school kids.  No Jerry Jeff.  Super awkward.  Hell, might not have even been Jessie's party for all I know.  Grabbed a beer and wandered somewhere else.

Spent Saturday of this last weekend listening to the classic albums over and over again - they still hold water.  I'm glad we still have all of those, even if we don't have the man himself.

Bruce Springsteen - Letter to You

I started off making this into a regular Quick Hits entry, and then it got verbose, so I've converted it into a post all of it's own.  Here's the title track.

I had to go to a funeral yesterday.  About two weeks ago, my Aunt Pat and Uncle Jack came down with COVID-19.  They ended up in the hospital after a few days, each taking one of those massive cocktails of steroids and antiviral medications.  Despite the fact that both were in their early's 80's, my aunt made it out of the hospital and recovered, but my uncle wasn't able to beat back the virus.  He died last Friday after a final chat with his wife of 62 years.

We weren't especially close, despite sharing a name.  He was a goofy dude - quick with a huge, inclusive laugh - and I never knew him to be hard-edged at all.  He had been a high school principal, but more recently he had crafted beautiful stained glass windows.  He worked in a studio my aunt had set up beside their house, in the same spot where my grandmother used to sell antiques to supplement by grandfather's farming income.  But despite our lack of contact over the past few years, I have happy memories of Jack taking me fishing and on other outings during my summer visits to my grandmother's house.  He was a good man.  Probably not perfect, but like so many people we know only superficially, I was never dragged behind the curtain to see his shortcomings.

So then, I come home today to peruse the new releases on Spotify and see what else I need to queue up into my new music list to check out.  And there is the new Springsteen.  Which, hell yeah, I'm gonna listen to the new Bruce any and every time that comes out.  And then the first song drops like a wrecking ball on my lap - "One Minute You're Here."  Between the spare, simple arrangement and the bleakly sung lyrics about the summer wind singing its last song, or the autumn carnival, and then the bridge saying "I'm so alone" and "I'm coming home."  Come on, Bruce.  I know you're getting older and more of your buddies are dying, but help me out, my man.  It's simple and short, but it definitely sets the theme for the album.

Then, a couple of songs later, you've got "Last Man Standing," with him reminiscing over faded pictures and counting the names of the missing and being the last man standing now.  Damn.  But I'm sure we'll get hopeful now?  Nope - the next song is "Power of Prayer," singing about love that comes and goes, and how he's "Reaching for heaven, we'll make it there."  How about later in the album?  Maybe the song called "Ghosts"?  Nope, everyone is dead but he remembers them.  Or maybe the final song?  Nope, "I'll See You in my Dreams" kicks off with this in the first couplet: "And though you're gone and my heart's been empty it seems, I'll see you in my dreams."  Awesome.  Just all bummer, all the time.

A funny anecdote from the funeral, that has nothing to do with this album, is that the preacher decided that we should be subjected to both Adam flipping Levine and Brad Paisley during the service.  Which seems both cruel and unusual.  First, he kicked off the entire service with YouTube video of a Glee-ass a capella version of Maroon 5's "Memories," which sucks anyway, but is immeasurably worse when you are in a church, eight feet from the casket you will soon have to help carry, and a bunch of little pageant kids with overly cutesy hairdos are brightly looking into a camera to sing their part of that treacly song with a headphone wire dangling from their ear.  I had to see it, so do you.  But then, later in the service, he decided to read out some Brad Paisley lyrics about going to heaven, walking with his granddaddy, petting the mane of a lion, and riding on a drop of rain (?!?!?!).  Those bits did not make the service better.  Playing "I'll See You in My Dreams" would have made it immeasurably better.

"House of Thousand Guitars" is also sad, but only because he's reminiscing about the fact that we used to be able to go to stadiums and small town bars to listen to guitars spark up our life.  Which is depressing as shit.  I would KILL to get out for some good live music right now.  

BUT!  Big BUT!  This album is actually excellent.  I mean it.  It sounds and feels like we are back in the classic E Street days of a more raw, rocking sound and a full band.  I've liked Bruce's recent albums all right, but this one really feels like the whole band is again being given the free range to flex their muscles and kick the music around a little bit.  Each player has a real role here, not just a support to Bruce's voice.

"Letter to You" has a lot of the classic Bruce flourishes, striking piano chords, that guitar squonk that he used on "Glory Days," even his vocal "hooohhh!" right after the end of the first verse.  "See You in My dreams" is actually a really hopeful sounding song - it's not a dirge of sadness, but a guitar-fueled dad rocker with a classic Springsteen sound.  "Janey Needs a Shooter" has a paced bar-room swagger, pounding piano riffs, and a story to tell that also make it sound like something that could have been on The River.  They use a ton of Clarence Clemons's son and his I'm-like-my-Dad-if-you-squint-but-a-squidge-different sax blasts.  It's all highly nostalgic and wonderful.  I know I'm an old ass Gen X dude with too much love for classic rock, but whatever, this album makes me nostalgic and happy and I'm gonna keep enjoying it.

Not surprisingly, none of these songs can crack Bruce's top ten on Spotify - the man's got more classics that most artists will in five lifetimes - but two of them appear to have gotten a headstart.  The title track and one near the end called "Ghosts."

From reading up on the track, it sounds like this one is about the guys who he has lost from the band over the years, including everyone from his original band the Castilles and two guys from the E Street Band.  I can absolutely see yelling out "I'M ALIIIIIIIVE" when this song is played live - I'm getting a little verklempt here at the keyboard just thinking about that moment (that hopefully will happen).  Woo buddy.  I guess I needed a little release just now.  Did somebody just shoot Old Yeller?  Whew.  A crowd of thousands singing that together would be fucking amazing.  Here's to hoping for the future.

Quick Hits, Vol. 261 (The Killers, Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever, Hum, Tyler Childers)

The Killers - Imploding the Mirage.  The Killers' first album was classic.  The second one was still very good.  Since then?  Not so much, for me personally.  But, like a moth to the flame, I still go back each time they fire up a new album.  This one has some good stuff on it - I wouldn't say the whole thing is great - but several tracks get me moving and jamming out.  It still has too much synth for my tastes, and some of them strain too hard to be arena rockers, but it also has enough Springsteen fan-boy sound to make me happy anyway.  "Dying Breed" absolutely sounds to me like something The Boss would have created and performed many years ago - driving beat, huge chorus, lyrics about a girl in love, and that one riff that very much sounds like a "Born to Run" bit.  "Caution" was the lead single I've been listening to for months, and it's also got a good, driving beat that lends itself to some Molly Ringwald dancing.  Cheesy lyrics, but still, exceedingly danceable.  "Lightning Fields" also sounds highly cheesy - don't love that one. "Fire in Bone" was another early single, but I don't much care for that one.  "Caution" has the most streams, at 10.5 million.

All the synths.  All the weird little noises that kind of remind me of a seagull.  All the nostalgia.  But also a very triumphantly joyful song that matches its lyrics very well.  Enjoyable album - nothing particularly special, but I'll probably listen some more.

Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever - Sideways to New Italy.  I feel like their band name is going to limit the ability for this band to ever really gain fame.  It's just too many words, and none of the words appear to fit together in any memorable way.  Very weird.  When I try to remember the band name, my brain is like, "uh, yeah, Rowdy Broken Party Fever?  no, Rummage Fever Bummer Brown?  Blammo Rowing Cruiser Seven?  I give up."  But beyond that, the band itself is really good.  Kind of sunny rock and roll - the kind with bright guitars and harmonies in every vocal.  Maybe like Real Estate?  It's not punk, it's not pop, but it kind of has a whiff of both of those things.  Definitely catchy.   I figured that "Falling Thunder" would be the single, but "Cars in Space" has 1.4 million streams.

Those kooky Aussies.  Every bit of that song works really well - definitely catchy, driving beat, danceable.  I dig it.  The whole album is a nice collection - not overly long, just the right mood and vibe to click for me.

Hum - Inlet.  So, you may not remember Hum.  I have an oddly particular memory of their only hit song - "Stars."  (which is not from this album, it is from 1995)

(that video is awesome mid-90's shit!)  Before I get to this album, I want to take a trip down memory lane.  When I was a kid, I got to go on an annual ski trip to Wolf Creek ski resort every winter with my church youth group, starting in the Winter break of my sixth grade year.  We would take a massive charter bus up from Austin to Pagosa Springs, and the bus had tiny televisions embedded in the ceiling every few rows of seats, so that we could watch VHS movies as we traveled.  This was where I first saw Princess Bride and learned to love that movie.  But we would also watch these videos by a guy named Warren Miller, who created the best skiing movies, to get hyped up for skiing.  Like this, but for an hour.  And I couldn't tell you anything about those videos in particular, except for the moment when they paired up that song - "Stars" - with footage of a dude ripping through powder and executing these gigantic jumps that, no shit, I just got goose bumps on my arms when remembering now, 30+ years after the fact.  And so, probably five years later, that was one of the first songs I ever hunted down on Napster, and it still absolutely freaking jams.  Just the initial crash is a money move, much less the joyfully volcanic eruptions of the rest of the track.  Heavy and tasty and a definite favorite.

But, this is a new album, twenty-two years after their last one.  According to some of the Tweets I have read about them, their main sound is apparently a shoegazing kind of drone rock, not the badass sound of "Stars," which is maybe why they lost out on popularity back in the 90's.  This album is heavy rock - not sure I would call it anything like shoegaze - and nothing on it sounds like it is destined to launch them back into radio airplay.  Kind of sludgy, stoner rock, tons of fuzz, with plodding tempos and the kind of drumming that sounds like it could be done while the drummer is also enjoying a slice of pizza with his spare hand.  Also, half of the songs are over 8 minutes, which makes it definitely seem like one of the heavy stoner bands with epic tracks intended to drone on for extended periods.  If I'm being honest, I would have preferred a tighter set of songs - not necessarily something radio-friendly, but at least a little more melodic and memorable.  "Folding" spends the last two minutes sounding like some Nine Inch Nails remix of the Mike Pence debate fly.  The opening track - "Waves" - is the top streamer, at 386k.

Man, for a fan-made video, that is honestly very good.  And like the rest of the album, I like that tune as well.  The mix of one guitar chugging in the bottom, while the other soars above, is tight.  I'll keep this one.

Tyler Childers - Long Violent History.  Childers is a real one.

Hit about 2:55 if you want to hear the key bits.

This album appears to be something he cooked up really quickly so that he could release this one song.  The first eight songs on the album are instrumental numbers that sound like they were thrown off in 30 minutes by a band who hadn't practiced them much beforehand.  (not that I could do anywhere near as good as this band does, I'm just saying there are like, obvious missed notes and kind of sloppy playing in here that makes it sound like these were not meticulously rehearsed numbers).  And then the final track is a finely written look at why white folks in Appalachia ought to be linked, arm-in-arm, with the Black Lives Matter protesters.

"Now, what would you get if you heard my opinion

Conjecturin' on matters that I ain't never dreamed

In all my born days as a white boy from Hickman

Based on the way that the world's been to mе?

It's called me belligеrent, it's took me for ignorant

But it ain't never once made me scared just to be

Could you imagine just constantly worryin'

Kickin' and fightin', beggin' to breathe?

How many boys could they haul off this mountain

Shoot full of holes, cuffed and layin' in the streets

'Til we come into town in a stark ravin' anger

Looking for answers and armed to the teeth?

Thirty-ought-sixes, Papaw's old pistol
How many, you reckon, would it be, four or five?
Or would that be the start of a long, violent history
Of tucking our tails as we try to abide?"

Its such a smart move - humanizing the black lives matter to a huge group of folks who may otherwise have a knee-jerk negative reaction.  I like it.  "it ain't never once made me scared just to be" is a strong line.

Quick Hits, Vol. 260 (Margo Price, Sufjan Stevens, Fontaines D.C., Toby Nwigwe)

Watched some of the virtual ACL played on YouTube over the weekend, and while it was nice to have something ACL-centric during this period of the year, it aggravated my itch for live music instead of salving it.  I'd pay all sorts of money right now to go see My Morning Jacket in person.

Margo Price - That's How Rumors Get Started.  I've been listening to this disc for a few weeks now, and the funny thing is that my mental pre-review thought on it is that I don't love it.  But then I just recently spent a chunk of time in the wilderness with no cell service or really any tech, and I found myself singing snippets of this album in my head repeatedly during that time.  So it has stuck with me, despite my thoughts about it.  I dig the guitar licks in "Twinkle Twinkle," and the line "call me a bitch, and call me baby, you don't know me" (from "Stone Me") was one of the bits that just kept rumbling around in my head while hiking.  Something about the album closer - I'd Die for You" gets under my skin.  Feels strident and like she's trying to fit more words into each line than should naturally fit.  (although I did find myself mentally singing "pissing in the flooooooooooood" a good number of times while hiking.  The brain is very weird.).  Interestingly, "Twinkle Twinkle" has the most streams, but "Letting Me Down" is currently the most popular on Spotify, so I'll give you that one at 724k streams.

Spunky little tune, but that video makes me dizzy.  One other fun thing about Margo is following her on Twitter, where she bites back against people all the time and is kinda funny.  I guess I like the album overall, even if I don't have any individual tracks that are fire.

Sufjan Stevens - The Ascension.  What in the hell is this?  I was expecting folky indie and got dime-store Radiohead instead.  Seriously, "Ativan" sounds very much like a bad Radiohead song - just totally rips off the tense, claustrophobic electronica of the post-Kid A years, but then it devolves into somewhat like a Nine Inch Nails-meets-late-career-Bjork freakout.  I can almost guarantee that Pitchfork is just jizzing in their butter coffee over this album.  Let's go check, shall we?  Oh, only a 7.0?  Thought for sure that this would be the kind of thing they called daring and revelatory.  They do call it a "huge artistic leap."  I definitely do not love the album.  Some songs are boring bummers ("Run Away With Me") and some are more exciting but still nothing interesting to me.  Also, too much whispering.  One song is over 3 million streams, and two have over 1 million, and then the rest is more in the 200k-300k range.  The winner is "Video Game," with 3.1 million streams.

Yeah, definitely not very interesting.  Heavy 80's synths thing going on, and just singing out some platitudes about how he doesn't want to go along with peer pressure.  I guess it is pretty?  But he must say the words "I don't wanna" 85 times in that song.  Please stop saying those words.  "Lamentations" comes on like one of those terrible Tune-Yards songs, and then he just starts whispering over the top.  The album keeps making me think of that crappy band Owl City.  I will not keep this.  I'm not even going to finish this last run through it.  Because, in addition to being bad, IT'S AN HOUR AND FREAKING 20 MINUTES LONG! I said no!  Get out!

Fontaines D.C. - A Hero's Death.  Kind of a weird vibe from this band, the music sounds punk, but like, downbeat punk?  And the vocal likewise are some depressed dude mumbling to himself at the end of the bar while watching a replay of a 1980's high school football game he didn't get to see in person because he was in jail that night.  The album opener is pretty good anyway, and the third track ("Televised Mind") is the one I hear on the radio here and there, but the one in between it sounds like Chris Isaak talked The Clash into letting him fart around with one of their B-Side instrumental tracks to see if he could bum out his girlfriend.  The top track is "A Hero's Death," with 2.5 million streams.

Woah!  They got Little Finger for the video!  They're big time!  And then they asked him to just do the same thing 5 times in ever weirder circumstances?  Such a weird video and a waste of my man!  "Televised Mind" is legitimately pretty catchy.  I dig the bassline and the poor-man's-Edge reverb guitar licks over the top.  But like the other tracks, there is a droning quality to it all (especially the singing) that drags the tune down.  It's like he made a bet he could sing an entire album by never changing the note he is singing on.  "Ayyye, bloke, I'mma sing de entire globbit in E-flat, innit!"  I'd like a little more variance.  I'm being facetious, obviously, but it's relatively close to the truth.  I won't save this disc.

Toby Nwigwe - The Pandemic Project.  A guy asked me the other day if I had heard of this guy, and he was very pleased with himself when I had never heard of him.  LOOK HERE, JON, SPOTIFY ADDS 40,000 FLIPPING SONGS A DAY TO THEIR DATABASE!  I CAN'T KEEP UP WITH ALL OF THIS!  Anyway, thought I'd give it a shot, and its pretty okay.  A few quibbles.  First, the thirty minute track at the end, what the hell?  Stop it.  Second, and I'm probably about to step in something here, but I feel like the Breonna Taylor bit at the beginning has become more about attracting attention to yourself than actually doing anything good for her or her family.  Like the grand jury is going to hear this obscure ass track and be like "oh, yeah, until I heard this 42 second track that just repeats "Arrest the Killers of Breonna Taylor," I never would have considered it otherwise!"  Feels like something more factual would have been more useful and less self-serving.  Third, he's stealing Pusha T's "yoouggh" sound.  Stop that too.  BUT, aside from that, his flow on these tracks is good, and the final song "Try Jesus" makes me giggle.  "Try Jesus!  Don't Try Me!  'Cause I Throw Hands!"  That is the top track at 890k streams.

That being said, none of these have much in the way of great beats (obviously not that track, but even the other ones that are actual rap tracks).  I'm slightly interested, but I think I might need to check out a different album instead of this little EP.

ACL 2020 - the Virtual Year

 Well, better something than nothing, right?  ACL Fest has announced a virtual lineup of shows that will be streamed through YouTube for free - mostly made up of classic shows from the past twenty years.  Looks like the oldest show is the 2003 String Cheese Incident one on Sunday.  A few fun items on here - My Morning Jacket is one I've never gotten to see, but have always wanted to.  The 2015 Alabama Shakes show was one of my favorite things ever.  While a few of these I would avoid, but such is the way with the festival made to satisfy everyone!

A lot of these shows, I already wrote the review for, so that is convenient!  But this will maybe give me an excuse to go hunt down some new music, which is always my favorite part of this blog and ACL.  Let's get amongst it!

Friday, October 9:

• 7:05pm - Durand Jones & the Indications.  Show from 2018.  Here is my preview of that show: https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2018/06/durand-jones-and-indications.html.  Pretty cool dose of retro soul stuff.  I did not actually watch the show back then.
• 7:45pm - Melat.  New show.  Looks like it will be five minutes long?  Seems odd.  She played in 2017, and here was my writeup at the time (I have no recollection of her): https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2017/06/melat.html
• 7:50pm - Paul Cauthen.  New show.  Twenty minutes long.  He played the Tito's tent in 2017, and I wandered into there with my lunch and my family, before the Grace Vanderwall show.  This guy is good - in that outlaw country of guitar-heavy country.
• 8:10pm - looks to be an advertisement for 20 minutes?
• 8:30pm - Spoon.  Show from 2017 (but only 20 minutes of it?).  Here is my preview before they came in 2014: https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2014/04/spoon.html; I failed to do a new preview before the 2017 show.  I also missed the show, just because I wanted to get up close for the Red Hot Chili Peppers.  But I dig them, so I'd check this out.
• 8:50pm - Nathaniel Rateliff & the Night Sweats.  2016 show.  This show was freaking awesome.  High energy and fun as hell.  Sadly, another 20 minute slot.  https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2016/07/nathaniel-rateliff-night-sweats.html
• 9:10pm - something from Texas Monthly for 5 minutes.  Probably a shirtless Matthew McConaughey playing bongos and whispering the names of all 185 of Willie's albums.
• 9:15pm - Willie!  Hell yeah!  2016 show.  Weird, looks like I didn't do a preview for him - I guess this was back when I was only doing weekend one artists and ignoring the second weekend.  Shame on me.  I'd love to see this set though.
• 10:20pm Twenty One Pilots.  Blurg. 2015 show.  A lot of people talked this show up as being amazing, but I don't care for these dudes at all, so I'll maybe just watch Willie and let the rest go for today.  Here is my less-than-excited preview from 2015:  https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2015/06/twenty-one-pilots.html
• 10:50pm - Billie Eilish.  2019 show.  Saw this one from pretty close.  I'm glad I did that because my girls loved it.  Have zero need to ever see it again.  Here is my preview: https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2019/04/billie-eilish.html

Saturday, October 10:

• 7:05pm - Sylvan Esso.  2018 show.  I think this is the one I tried to go see, disliked immediately, and then was very pleased when their laptop crapped out and they had to stop the show.  I guess that is why this set is only 15 minutes.  Here is my 2018 preview of this show: https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2018/08/sylvan-esso.html
• 7:20pm - ZHU.  2017 show.  EDM.  No recollection of this group, here is my preview for 2017: https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2017/06/zhu.html
• 7:50pm - Phoenix.  2018 show.  I missed this show to sacrifice for my children, but I dug them a few years before this one.  This show only existed because Childish Gambino was a punk that year.  But I'm glad: https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2018/10/phoenix.html
• 8:05pm - another commercial about having a good workforce?
• 8:20pm - Otis the Destroyer.  New show.  Missed their show last year, but liked their sound.  Too bad this one is only 5 minutes.  https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2019/07/otis-destroyer.html
• 8:25pm - Black Pumas.  New show.  Far as I am concerned, they should make this one an hour long - these guys rule and are having their moment.  They were my prediction for being a part of ACL this year for sure - so I WAS RIGHT!!!  Here is a review of their album (but I never wrote up a full post about them): https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2020/02/quick-hits-vol-249-boogie-wit-da-hoodie.html
• 9:15pm - Juanes.  2014 show.  Can't say this band or person rings a bell in the slightest.  But I wrote him up in 2014 and, while I think I was trying to be jokey and sarcastic, that post makes me cringe a little.  Bummer.  https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2014/04/juanes.html
• 9:50pm - St. Vincent.  2018 show.  Bummed to have missed this show, although I just wanted to get close for Metallica more.  https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2018/09/st-vincent-2018_8.html
• 10:10pm - LCD Soundsystem.  2010 show.  This one interests me because I saw them play several years after this, and didn't love it, so I'm curious if they old school show would have appealed more?  This was my 2016 preview (I wasn't writing this stuff in 2010): https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2016/08/lcd-soundsystem.html
• 10:30pm - Radiohead.  2016 show.  Was very disappointed in this show, but I wonder what it would be like in the comfort of my own home?
• 11:30pm - Queens of the Stone Age.  2012 show.  Hell yeah.  I saw their ACL taping this year, but missed their show at the Fest, so I'd love to check it out.

Sunday, October 11:

• 7:05 - Alabama Shakes.  2015 show.  Not even kidding, I loved this show.  Went back so I could see it again the second weekend.  2015 had an amazing lineup of this level of bands - the guys on rows 2-4 who crushed it.  Here was my preview: https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2015/05/alabama-shakes.html
• 7:20pm - String Cheese Incident.  2013 show.  My wife hates this band SO much that it would be entertaining to blare this show through the house on Sunday night, just to get a rise out of her.  I did not see this show back in the day, but here is my review of a show I saw at Red Rocks with these dudes a few years ago: https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2017/07/string-cheese-incident-red-rocks.html
• 7:50pm - Los Coast.  New show.  Ten minutes.  Here is my preview when they came in 2016: https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2016/07/los-coast.html
• 8:00pm - Mobley.  New show.  Here is my preview from 2017: https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2017/05/mobley.html
• 8:55pm - Jackie Venson.  New show, sadly only 5 minutes.  Here is my preview from 2018: https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2018/05/jackie-venson.html
• 9:00pm - Gary Clark, Jr.  2019 show.  Saw this one from way back in the crowd.  Here is my preview: https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2019/04/gary-clark-jr-2019.html
• 9:30 - Paul McCartney.  2018 show.  Very fun show - you should go watch this one.  I got to do it both weekends and it was worth it.  https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2018/09/paul-mccartney.html
• 10:15pm - The XX.  2017 show.  Here is my preview. I did not go watch this show.  https://dulljack.blogspot.com/2017/08/the-xx.html
• 10:45pm - My Morning Jacket.  2011 show.  I have no preview, as I have actually never gotten to see them play live.  Which is a major loss for me - I love these guys.  I've seen their drummer play, when he was with Spanish Gold, but that is as close as I've gotten.  Defintiely would like to watch this one.
• 11:20pm - Phish.  2010 show.  Also never seen these dudes, but I'm less sad about that.  My sister tried to get me into them at one point, and it just never took.  They're fine, but I'm not in love.

What I would love to do is buy a screen and a projector, set this up in my front yard with a cooler of beer, and proceed to just get after it each of these three evenings.  But, I sincerely doubt that I actually will go to all of that trouble - it would be worth it if I could invite a crowd of folks over to jam with it, but less so if I have to keep any gathering at less than 10 people.  Stupid COVID.  But, I definitely want to try to tune in for a few of these shows.