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Let me add my voice to the chorus proclaiming Appreciation and Gratitude. Very big Wow, guys.
Personal highlights: Dog Meat on monday, Brown Shoes Don't Make It on tues, and GSpot Tornado both nights. My Astonishometer blew a fuse.
Plus seeing Frank on the screen, playing along with the band, was a huge blast. Maybe it was just my seat's perspective on the Tuesday (7th row, in front of Jamie), but in one of these songs Dweezil was standing in exactly the right position, it seemed that Frank was looking right at him, watching Dweezil's solo. Too good.
A couple of realisations have smacked at me. First, part of the charm of Frank's singing was his deep resonance. Dweezil didn't so much impersonate Frank, as create a sympathetic likeness, as you might expect between father and son. (Whereas the band members did impersonate the original vocal sounds, Brown Shoes being but one amazing example.) But as we all know, Frank's voice got altered in England all those years ago, due to unplanned audience participation (his voice broke, tee hee). So Dweezil's voice is more similar to early Frank than latter.
Second, you didn't play Watermelon In Easter Hay. It would have brought the house down. But, I fully understand, that song is too intensely personal, too Frank. Watermelon not being there is the same as Frank not being there.
Karl
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