Everything ends buddy, and this is the end of the Allman Brothers, the last March Madness ever. I saw em three times in the past six years and, if anything, have steadily improved over the years. And while the reports from the Beacon have been decidedly mixed, nobody is complaining. I’ll be there Friday night.
Blue Collar Jane – The Strypes – we had a word for this when I was a whippersnapper, pub rock. By which we mean rhythm and blues with rock drums by proles, here proles out of Ireland and no wilko Johnson’s legacy isn’t in question. Actually it is enhanced – B+