Strong Persuader– Robert Cray- Arvada Center, Denver, CO 8/21/13

Awakening from an assisted slumber, our own Nanker Phledge checks in from a typically High Altitude!

Robert Cray Band rocks Arvada 8/21/13   Photo by Jenny-- thanks!

Robert Cray Band rocks Arvada 8/21/13                                                                                          (l-r) Les Falconer, Robert Cray, Richard Cousins  
Photo by Jenny– thanks!

With last year’s ” Nothing But Love ” making several year-end ” Best ” lists, Robert Cray once again stunned loyal fans with fresh takes on blues themes and styles. Yet for most casual fans, Cray remains the cliched ” he’s much better in concert ” artist who made his name as a guitarist on the 80s’ releases of ” Strong Persuader” and ” Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark”, when every track seemed to be steeped in hidden rendezvous and dark infidelity. His famed tours with Eric Clapton and duets with BB King and the late (unrelated) Albert King burnished his stringslinging rep, but if you take a  trained musician to his shows they’ll rave about his voice, with its graceful upper register and scat-like phrasing.

That's no smoking gun, it's Robert's guitar!

That’s no smoking gun, it’s Robert’s guitar!

Backed by longtime cohorts Jim Pugh on keyboards and Richard Cousins on bass, as well as stalwart drummer Les Falconer, the RCB took the stage at the Arvada Center just as a mountain rain was gently caressing the uncovered patrons in the terraced Hippie Seating. Freely mixing old favorites like ” Strong Persuader” and ” The Road Down ” with material from the ” Nothing But Love ” CD, Cray was relaxed and affable, in sharp contrast to the early days when Young Bobby seemed so angry he’d fight with a fencepost if it looked at him wrong ( thank you, James McMurtry). Highlights included a smooth cover of the Walter Vinson/ Lonnie Chatmon classic ” Sittin’ On Top of the World “, with several humorous asides and expressions that amplified the ” she’s gone, but I don’ worry ” theme of the great Mississippi Sheiks’  tune ( revived by  Cream  on ” Wheels of Fire” ). Cray’s voice was strong and clear, and his choppy chording and clean picking on various Fenders reaffirmed his unique, easily recognizable style. He remains one of a handful of axemen– Carlos Santana and Mark Knopfler come to mind– whose chops can be identified by even untrained ears ( who, me?).

Robert Cray Band (l-r) Les Claypool, Robert Cray, Richard Cousins, Jim Pugh

Robert Cray Band (l-r) Les Falconer, Robert Cray, Richard Cousins, Jim Pugh

The set built to a crescendo with the newer stuff: the gentle ” Sadder Days”, the R and B-flavored ” I’ll Always Remember You ” , the graceful, lilting ” A Memo “, and the slow burning Economic Downturn anthem ” I’m Done Cryin’ “, with Cray squeezing out the lyrics from a place of deep pain, and the crowd eerily quiet during the tense ” I’m still a man ” choruses. With a wave to the roaring crowd, and a giggly wish for the lawn patrons to ” dry out soon”, Cray strode offstage and into the Rocky Mountain night. He’s gone, but I don’ worry. I’m sittin’ on top of the world. At least for one night!

My Old Friend – John Hiatt and Holly Williams- Arvada Center, Arvada, CO 7/25/13

Concert Review: John Hiatt and the Combo, with Holly Williams, Arvada Center, CO 7/25/13

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The Combo at Arvada Center: Doug Lancio on mandolin, Kenneth Blevin on drums, Hiatt at the mike, Pat O’Hearn on bass

” I thought we were gonna make that bridge…what do I know? Me and my expectations was always high…” — John Hiatt, ” My Old Friend”

Surely Holly Williams’ granddaddy, country legend Hank Williams, knew something about high times, meeting expectations, and not quite “making that bridge” in life. Passing from this earth  in the back of a Cadillac on the way to a gig at age 29, Hank burned his candle down at the height of his creative powers. As his skinny blonde granddaughter poured her heart out in songs about her legacy and the tortured marriage of her mother to Hank Williams, Jr., you couldn’t help but wonder how precious our time is with the gifted among us, and with those we love. With Hiatt, they’re one and the same.

Last year’s show at Arvada was the first time the ” Same Old Man ” seemed to show his age. A natty hat covered his thinning pate, and his voice seemed diminished. This summer’s addition of Costello glasses and a Gebippe ‘stache made him appear almost professorial, the cool English Composition teacher urging us to write from the heart. But his skipping moves and guileless grins quickly allayed any fears that Hiatt was ready for a rocking chair, and once the sound guys heard the crowd’s calls to boost his mike, it could have been 1993 and that great Austin City Limits DVD show with Michael Ward and the Guilty Dogs. The Combo has recorded and toured intact for a couple years, and is so attuned to John that they easily adjust to changes onstage and offer seamless support. With longtime drummer Kenneth Blevin in ” the engine room “, and the smooth noodling Pat O’Hearn on bass, the Combo never seemed to interfere with the delivery of the song narratives. Hiatt has drawn some hotshot guitarists over the years, from Ward to Sonny Landreth to Luther Dickinson, and there’s no slacking when Doug Lancio is featured on guitar, or on mandolin behind Hiatt’s vocals on  ” Crossing Muddy Water”. Hiatt noted that song was played on tour ” back at the turn of the century”, and needled the Y2K                   ( remember that?) agonistes’ parade of horribles: “clocks stop working, time comes to an end, things on TV start to actually happen… oh wait, that did come true”!

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No that’s not Johnny Winter, just an overexposed Holly Williams!

When the tall, lanky Ms. Williams strode onstage in her Western hat and skinny jeans next to her hubby Chris Coleman, many in the crowd were still settling into their seats. She quickly launched into personal, emotive songs from her new CD, ” The Highway “, openly sharing vignettes about her parents and family that gave depth and perspective to the lyrics. The talented Mr. Coleman picked ably and added harmonies, but his wife is a force on her own, and her singing, songwriting, and clean guitar playing won over the audience. The Opening Act is a tough slot, and you rarely see genuine applause like that for anybody short of the headliner. Highlights included a poignant tribute to her maternal grandparents,   ” Waitin’ On June “, and ” The Highway”,  her ” love song to the road “.

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Chris Coleman and Holly Williams

Hiatt chose a set that began with ” Drive South”, ” My Old Friend”, ” Tennessee Plates”, and ” Cry Love”, and later moved to his recent CDs with ” We’re Alright Now” , ” Blues Can’t Even Find Me”, and a roaring guitar from Doug Lancio on ” Down Around My Place”. He slipped in one shouted request, ” Buffalo River Home”, after facetiously asking Lancio if he knew the longtime favorite with the universal lyrics: ” Just when you think you can let it rip, you’re pounding the pavement in your Daddy’s wingtips”. We can all relate! Hiatt stayed with that CD for the title track, ” Perfectly Good Guitar”, before a rousing version of  ” Slow Turning” . And no Hiatt show is complete without ” Thing Called Love “, and a thank-you from John to Ms. Raitt for winning a Grammy with his song. Hiatt told of seeing Bonnie recently, and with a just-between-us-guys aside reminded us that ” she’s still hot”, adding: ” I always tell her, if you weren’t married, and I weren’t married…. we’d both be single” !

The encores were Hiatt classics: a rolling take on his typical closer, ” Have a Little Faith In Me”, and a funky ” Riding With the King”, the story of a chance encounter with Elvis that is often mistaken as a tribute to Riley B. King, who covered the song with Eric Clapton. To see Hiatt reveling in the same moments that bring his fans so much joy reminds us how fragile, dear, and precious are the times with those we love. May they always make us sing and dance !

” You’ve got kids, I’ve got kids, and they all want to know: Just what it was like when we were young? I tell ’em I’m no different now, I’m just late for the show. So grab your Aqualung; the loading has begun…”  – John Hiatt, ” My Old Friend”

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Hiatt and the Combo wave good-night to the Arvada crowd!

——– Your old friend and Mountain correspondent, Nanker Phledge