![]() ![]() My personal favorite "Chestnut Mare" conjured the response flat picking licks of the late great Clarence White in my mind's ear.and then there was the beautiful, show stopping encore tribute to Tom Petty. Mcguinn's "Storytellers" style solo show is always a pleasure and this show was no included a great frailing 5string long neck banjo version of the standard "Silver Dagger", wonderful versions of Byrd's classics "My Back Pages", "Bell's of Ryhmney", Chimes of Freedom" and many, many others. Play on you bloody legend, you’ve miles in you yet. Vietnam, San Fran, Cuba, plastics, airlines, TV advertisements, Apollo 11, The Troubadour, Portobello Road and The Byrds. Here are a generation celebrating their glory days. They’re mostly oldies, but there’s nothing wrong with that. He just jams out his favourites to a highly receptive crowd. In fact McGuinn hasn’t brought out an album in a while one in the last twenty years. He’s not all geriatric like Bob Dylan, with that thousand-yard vacant stare peddling the recent material that is frankly bloody awful. And he’s still traipsing about doing the one-man-band thing everywhere from Tucson to Cheltenham to bloody Utrecht. ![]() Now think about how bloody old that makes Roger McGuinn. that present-day occasional stoner dad likes to recall in those rosy anecdotes. It’d be another fifteen years before he got into the acid and heavy metal, Black Sabbath, Aerosmith et. Jesus, is Roger McGuinn stick kicking about? It’s been almost fifty bloody years since The Byrds released their big break out Turn! Turn! Turn! (To Everything There is a Season).īack then your dad was still a bloody zygote. ![]()
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