The Allman Brothers 06-19-92
We are dropping one of Marc’s favorite bootlegs found in his crate of tapes. The Allman Brothers from 06-19-92 at Deer Creek.
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Marc Allan’s review of the show:
I’ve just seen perfection. Friday night at Deer Creek Music Center, the Allman Brothers Band played a perfect concert, one that mixed brilliant musicianship, fiery performing, unbridled passion and boundless energy.
About 9,700 fans tolerated the chilly night air to watch 2 1/2 hours of extraordinary music performed by a band that, since reuniting in 1989, has expanded the boundaries of blues and rock.
In an interview earlier this week, drummer Butch Trucks talked about the band playing to please itself and behind what he described as an “invisible curtain.”
Forget that. The Allman Brothers obliterated any sense of a wall between themselves and the audience with performances that balanced precision and feeling, and a good-time acoustic set featuring crisp, soaring harmonies on tremendous versions of Seven Turns, Midnight Rider and a few others.
Throughout, the Allmans took the basic frameworks of their songs and developed them with monumental, memorable jams.
Blue Sky, for example, retained the warmth of the original recording (unlike the slightly screeching version on their new live album), while Dickey Betts and Warren Haynes added to the song’s mystique with speedy but graceful solos.
While the tight drums/percussion combination of Trucks, Jaimoe and Marc Quinones providing a powerful beat, Betts and Haynes pushed each other to create dynamic solos.
It’s increasingly rare to see guitar solos that sound fresh and spontaneous, but that’s what came from the stage, starting with the early-show versions of Statesboro Blues, Nobody Knows and Black-Hearted Woman and continuing through the finale, Whipping Post.
With Gregg Allman’s vocals serving up equal parts grittiness and smoothness and the pulsating light show that added color to the backdrop, the entire show had an unforgettable quality.
Jack Buck, the great baseball broadcaster, could have been describing this concert when he uttered, “I don’t believe what I just saw.”
He was marveling at a Kirk Gibson home run in the 1988 World Series, but the sentiment still holds true.