Friday, March 28, 2014

Full Moon Stub Story


The Harvest Moon Tour. It was a cold September night with an actual full harvest moon over the cornfields of Indiana, in an outdoor pavilion theater . I had just seen Neil less than a year earlier with the Crazy Horse and the Ragged Glory tour where he never so much as looked at the audience and interacted more with the speakers getting wailing sounds of glorious feedback, but here? He walked out, surrounded by multiple guitars, banjos, piano’s(Upright and grand) and even a pipe organ, and looked at the audience and said, "What do you want to hear?" Pure bliss. Ticket StubHe would just kind of....stroll... from one instrument to
another decide either to heed the calls for requests he asked for... or play something off the "new one",
or a "standard" from an endless catalog. And of course the "new ones" where even welcomed as
Harvest Moon is chalked full of classics. He even told his "rain-dog" story for his dog "Elvis".
There's a song about his dog called "Old King" and he talks about how once at a tour bus stop "King" wander off and when it started raining a bit he couldn't find his way back. They had to go on but as soon as he got the next show song fans had already found him and were on the way to the show. I don't remember if said he had tags or whatever, but it was a quick reunion none-the-less.
{#Clap}

So after playing the banjo on that song he might stroll over to the grand piano and the opening chords
of "After the Gold Rush" and when you can actually look up and see "full moon in (your) eyes"? and you DO feel like getting high? {#Chillpill}That's is one of those concert "calls to action", almost like synchronized swearing in songs like Mellencamp's "Play Guitar" "forget all about that macho sh*#, and learn to play guitar." Or Charley Daniels, "The Devil Went Down to Georgia"... told you once you sonuvabiatch"
{#Group-hug}
At one point, per his request don't forget, there was a group of folks that kept shouting “Pocahontas{#Yell} and when they finally got his attention he said, “I haven’t played that in years.. if I get lost help me out…” And sure enough in the middle of the song
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when he came around to the refrain again he said “Don’t just stand there and dance…” The proud group were the only ones standing during the slow song, ”…Help me out…” one of the group walked down to the front of the stage and ah yes “…I wish I was a trapper…” I looked it up one time… saw all the playlists before and after... and sure enough, he hadn’t played it before that night but it was a staple every night after and even made it to the “MTV: Unplugged” CD. Awesome! {#Dancingbanana}

Even I was a bit unsure of which song they were screaming for but when he started with “Aura Borealis… Icy Skies at night…”  I was right there…

(I'm  inserting a hyperlink because I already inserted the embedded version of "Hurricane") Here's a link the that performance on M-TV Click here to see Neil perform "Pocohantas" on M-TV Unplugged

"... icy skies at night...."
And another thing that made this an amazing night was his two opening acts. First, John Hammond and then Shawn Colvin. A classic veteran and, at the time, a relative unknown. Much like the three person power trio’s he lined up less than year earlier of Social Distortion, Sonic Youth and himself and Crazy Horse. This time he had two acts with only their voice and their guitars, to match his solo show.
John Hammond foot stomped his way through his blues classics, and when Shawn Colvin sang about flying away to “Orion in the Sky” underneath actual stars, I was hooked long before “Sunny Came Home” years later.

As sort of a post-script I want to mention my "date" that night. As usual I couldn't get one.{#Rolleyes}
"Even for Neil Young? How much of a loser are you?!?!" {#Frustrated} Ha! Well as backup dates I could always rely
on my friends JD and Kathy, (too bad they don't do Facebook or I'd link their name as agreeing to be in my book) Kathy was always one to see new wave stuff, Flock of Seagulls or something, JD was more classic-rockso he was my "date" on the full moon harvest moon night...{#Doh} lol 

Below is the song-set for that evening. I noticed someone labeled "Pocahontas" as "Premiere: Tour Debut" Works for me... 
{#Wink}

Link to The Harvest Moon Tour Song Set 1992 
{Remember if you go check out this sight take note of the little arrow after each song...if you click this it will find the most applicable song it can (sometimes getting wrong artist if they're doing a "cover tune")So if you're having trouble remember which song he closed with or wonder what Neil would do for an encore that tour etc... you can refresh your memory... and it play onthrough to the next song all the way to the
end of the set-list barring any copyright issues... because otherwise it'll stop giving the
"you much watch on YouTube directly" error...}



 

RP PS(Radio Paradise Post Script) One song Bill “insists” on playing here is the pipe organ version of "Hurricane", despite a lot of negative response to such a weird eerie version. But I tell you… every time I hear it, it gives my goose bumps and sends me back to that night when he wandered from instrument to instrument and eventually arrived at that organ, pumped his feet, pressed those keys and those famous opening notes bled out into the cool harvest moon night… it was… incredible.
{Trying something new here, embedded below "should be" Neil playing "Like a Hurricane" on M-TV Unplugged 1993}

The "Mats" Stub Story


There’s an average movie called Can’t Hardly Wait that was trying hard for a Dazed and Confused / American Graffiti vibe, but mostly failing that, what it did do... was get me thinking about the song they used for the title and ending credits. One of my favorite songs from The Replacements. That same day I cracked open my Rolling Stone Magazine and the first thing I see was a little blurb about a reunion? Watta an awesome quinky dink… Rock 104 here in Fort Wayne had a pretty progressively thinking program manger at one time that went by “Doc West”. Since then, all the Fort Wayne stations have been reeled in and only play what their narrow genre allows from limited market researched play lists and such. But before safe by-the-numbers blandness ruled, Doc would let some pretty alternative groups encroach in on the “rock” list. Bands like The Cure, The Smiths, and The Replacements actually got air time in the big farm town of Fort Wayne. Thanks to hearing songs like “I’ll Be You” and “Talent Show” combined with some Rolling Stone magazine reading I eventually bought several of their CD’s. When “All Shook Down” came out, I immediately bought it, and when a show in Chicago was announced, I immediately bought tickets to that too. Unfortunately the girl I was dating at the time couldn’t have been more mainstream pop. If I had gotten Madonna tickets instead, THAT might have impressed her.{#Doh}

Failing to find one single girl in Fort Wayne that even knew who The Replacements were(or guy for that matter{#Frustrated}) I headed out towards Chicago all by myself in hopes of selling the extra ticket. (A few years earlier I found myself in the same predicament, a concert with no date.. —something I’ve dealt with far more times than I care to remember—. I was there with another couple and they saw me try and get SOMETHING for the extra ticket, but David Byrne was doing his mambo tour and there wasn’t a whole lot of interest, and thinking I sold it for like half price, unfortunately a little slight of hand from a scalper made me realized I sold it for like $7{#Boohoo}… oh well.) I started out late morning with the plans of stopping by my old roommate from Ball State: Mark Dominiac’s place. To this day he still probably lives within a mile or two from his parents, within a mile or two of Catholic Church, within a mile or two of a bar. Such is Whiting, Indiana, the last little bit of Indiana squeezed in before Chicago full of Polish immigrants working in “The Region” miles and miles of endless refineries.

Sadly I only got as far as the bypass going by Plymouth, Indiana, when my car started overheating. The gas station I stopped at was basically a ‘convenience store’ and by convenience I mean “car repair” wasn’t one of them. I was able to drive it further into town and by getting a water pump delivered to them across town{#Pray} I was finally back on the road after about a 3 hour delay. Fortunately I had started out early enough I even still had enough time to see the ol' college roommate... well, for about half an hour… oh well… on my way into the big city.(btw Mark’s tastes in music did not go anywhere past “classic rock” so he had no interest in going) Well as opposed to the David Byrne mambo show at the same venue, this one was completely sold-out. What I didn’t know at the time was this was already be considered a farewell tour that eventual came back to the Windy City a mere 5 months later for a final show. So I was easily able to sell my ticket… even at a profit for my trouble…(I hope the statute of limitation has long passed for scalping;-) 
The general admission place was packed! I was able to procure a place about half way back on the main floor way off to the side. I even got to know a few of my surrounding patrons as it became very necessary to block out space if any one of us that wanted to make a beer or restroom run. You had to basically spread your feet out and hold your ground as people tried to force their way into the vacant spot. Talking with what turned out to be a group of Chicago lawyers and hot legal assistants{#Wink}, it was fun to talk common interests like last month's Neil Young/Crazy Horse "Ragged Glory" tour as I’m sure the godfather of punk was certainly an idol to the punks of Westerberg and the like. And of course we ALL enjoyed the antics of the party hard band of The Replacements. I remember at one point the band was playing and Paul was singing but he was no where to be seen. Then “I’m up here you asshole” Paul said, getting the spotlight guy’s attention, and from the ornate “box seat” which wasn’t much more than decoration I would think, Paul was standing up on the edge and swinging from it’s frame. Knowing the bands reputation for excessive inebriation, I was glad he didn’t proceed to fall into the audience{#Drunk}…. All in all a great fun show.

And then a few short moths later in July, in nearby Grant Park, they return to Chicago and then it was all over. After a small reunion in 2006, they all went their separate ways until as I first mentioned, reading in Rolling Stone and few more details on Wikipedia mention >>On October 3, 2012, it was announced that The Replacements have reformed and singer Paul Westerberg and Tommy Stinson were in the studio recording an EP containing song covers. The EP will be sold in a 250-copy edition of 10" vinyl and auctioned online to benefit former Replacements guitarist Slim Dunlap, who had recently suffered a stroke. Westerberg has said that the band does not rule out touring or recording a new album<< Hafta keep my eye out for this…

Getting ready to "publish" this, when I realized I shudda use the line: I had to get a "REPLACEMENT" water pump! Ha!

Friday, March 14, 2014

Sanborn Stub Story

When I just recently learned of Hiram Bullock’s 2008 passing, the news greatly sadden me. Not only was he great musician, but actually having the opportunity to meet and talk to him briefly made me grieve on a personal level.

I’ve seen David Sanborn now on three different occasions but nothing compares to that first time at the Fort Wayne Embassy. Unfortunately this is one of those tickets I have filed under “Unknown” as the shortsighted design left my stub without a date. But seeing how this was basically the “Change of Heart” tour I’m assuming it was in 1987 at some point

My brother had educated me in a lot of my knowledge of jazz in the 80’s but long before he taught me who David Benoit or Fatburger was, I knew of the rock/jazz of David Sanborn, from his appearances on Letterman or scanning the linear notes of albums like The Eagle’s “Long Run” I knew Sanborn was a consummate musician. When DJ'ing I always even liked introducing “Young Americans” as a David Sanborn song  featuring vocals by David Bowie… So when I heard he was coming to Fort Wayne I jumped at the chance.

Yet once again this was ANOTHER example of not being able to find a date to a show.{#Boohoo} So one of my usual stand-by was my sister Linda, so I’m sure no words, non Top 40 jazz is waaay down on her musical preferences, but I think the amazing energy of that show, that CD, that night even affected her.
I remember at one point David looked around the beautiful Embassy theater and said, “You know… this is like playing inside of a big ornate jukebox…” {#Group-hug}And of course “Change of Heart” is such a great CD from it’sInside the Fort Wayne Embassy opening “Chicago” to it’s beautiful song “The Dream” ending, is it is superb all the way through. I still will try and squeeze “The Dream”  into a slow set at any wedding I DJ. A beautiful song ten times better than any Top 40 hit Kenny G ever stumbled into…
During the extended “Smile”… at one point Sanborn was belting out blasts of amazing notes only to be answered by blistering guitar riffs from Hiram, yet he was no where to be seen, until we realized that above our heads up in the balcony one leg up on the railing there he was having an awesome musical “give and take” with David on the stage{#Bananajam}… such incredible, fun energy. (You can see this same audience walk..and ‘balcony hang’… exchange, beginning at his solo right at 45:00 into the show I provide the link for at the end here.)

After the show, not needing to impress any date with a fancy dinner or anything, my sister and I simply went to a nearby McDonalds’ and as we were walking back to the car I noticed a small gathering of people behind the Embassy, and right then I could see Sanborn and several other musicians including Hiram walking out the back door so with a slight detour across the street we walked up as he was talking and signing autographs, I quickly grabbed my ticket stub and handed it to him, but as a novice autograph hound I had to borrow a pen from someone else but he waited graciously for me to awkwardly bum a pen, then signed the back of my ticket. When I noticed Hiram, I pointed out he was wearing shoes. (As pretty much a full-time member of Letterman’s band for several years, he was the brunt of Letterman's in jest ridicule of him for almost never wearing shoes…) Hiram laughed, and said, “Yeah gotta wear em’ sometimes…”
And so learning of his bout with cancer and other health problems which finally did him in... I will always remember the absolutely amazing show that he a David put on for Fort Wayne in 1987. I found this German TV show clip from the same year and you’ll get a fraction of an idea of what it was like to be there in the audience that night.

http://youtu.be/QFJ7W2GanCE (if you don't have time for the whole show check out 37:50 for "Smile" beginning or Hiram's solo at 45:00)

Stray Stub Stories for the Stray Cats

In my one and only other autograph I have(see Stub Stories: David Sanborn); I can say I had the pleasure of briefly speaking with the guitar virtuoso Brian Setzer.
In 1982, between the explosion of M-TV and my Rockabilly fan and college hall mate Ron Payne, The Stray Cats were burgeoning stars. As I remember, the Long Island natives were not having much luck here in America but over in England where once again the ol’ mother country had to show the colonies how to appreciate our own music… Rockabilly was all the rage.

Ron Payne later a roommate of mine in CA eventually getting in with John Hughes & Co… even having a few small parts here and there (look for him in “Uncle Buck” for instance;-), Anyway he was what they call a “purist”, in that he only liked the Beatles… up to a point(roughly pre-drugs;-), Elvis… up to point (roughly pre-Jordanaires;-) The simpler an arrangement and musical style the better. So in introducing me to groups like Dave Edmonds and Rockpile and the like, that when we found out this new group called the Stray Cats were coming to Indianapolis to a relatively small bar called The Vogue the short drive from Muncie, Indiana and the campus of Ball State University was but a short drive. (Hell, we made that trip just for a White Castles back-in-da-day;-)
 (I just found this poster on a Stray Cats fan site… How cool… I sent them my ticket stub/autograph to see if they like…) The Vogue Theater front exterior
Promotional Poster The Stray Cats
Anyway! The more I think about it I’m guessing this concert might have been even before M-TV played “Rock This Town” and “Stray Cat Strut” incessantly… because The Vogue in Indy is a pretty small place, but having said that… it was PACKED! But also I do remember there were some Top 40 girls there, that I could tell were bored once those two songs were over and could care less about mind blowing antics of the rest of the show those three put on. So I’m not sure how much exposure they really had by December of 1982… But they were popular enough that only procuring spots up against the railing in the balcony were possible for prime viewing. From there we could easily see the straddling atop the up-right bass of Lee Rocker and the lunging at the simple snare set of Slim Jim Phantom to the incredible guitar virtuoso of Brian Setzer. At one point Brian was just wailing and wailing on his guitar and the crowd at the stage was surging, Brian was sort doing a Chuck Berry one foot backwards hop towards the front of the stage and just fell over backwards into the crowd, they pushed him back up onto the stage and he never missed a lick… Now THAT is some awesome crowd diving!

The Vogue exterior rearAfter the show Ron wanted to hang out near the tour bus behind the Vogue, so even though it was a crisp cool December night with your breath very apparent in the Indiana winter, we did. Soon back doors opened… but before you could even blink the other two guys ran straight out the back doors and leapt through the open bus doors. Where as Brian came calmly strolling out… and he began signing autographs and casually talking to people asking things like where the best place to get a beer was.. I remember thinking, “Man I wish I was from Indy and had clue…”  I could tell him about a dive or two in Muncie that some college girls might be hanging out at… and years later when I lived in Indianapolis next door to Butler’s Bulldog Tavern just down the road from The Vogue, I’d had more input… but that night I just continued chattering my teeth with him and everyone else, and got my autograph on my ticket stub. Now Ron, savvy boy that he was, had two British imported 45’s in his jacket, and after Brian signed them he knew the manger’s name and even what he looked like, and proceeded to hand the picture sleeved 45’s to him and he took them onto the bus and got the other guys to sign them… that’s the kind of wheeling and dealing it took to stay in Hollywood years later that I just didn’t have! Sigh… Oh well… (Ron sent me a scanned version of one of the sleeves.)


A few years later I saw The Blasters at that same venue and although they sort had a Rockabilly rivalry of sorts, I enjoyed them both immensely, and it was guitar haven for hiccupping singers and slapping bass for me… I’ll have to see if I can dig that ticket out from somewhere for another day…
Another ticket to pull out some day is the one from almost exactly 25 years later for 2007 tour when for the 1st time in like 15 years those three got back together and opened up for The Pretenders and ZZ Top. Even though I was way up on a grass hill 40 times further back than being in the Vogue’s balcony 25 years earlier, it was a fun night. And when Brian came strolling out for what I heard was the first time on that tour to spar the guitar licks in “My City was Gone” I agreed with Chrissie in her surprise saying, “… well that was fun…” So… again, more when I find that ticket;-) Sure cudda told Brian about place or two in Indy for a beer that night in 2007 when I couldn't in 1982!

[I could not find a setlist for this particular concert, but I did find one from four days later.]
Setlist from Dec 10th Albany, NY

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Super Supertramp Stub Story

My first “real” concert. After talking Mom into taking me to see Elvis a few years earlier I was now 18 and ready to see my first real show for being a ‘teenager’. To me there were two albums that came out in high school that sum up ‘High School’. Meatloaf’s “Bat out of Hell” and Supertramp’s “Breakfast in America”. As my tastes in music were developing and I was getting past my younger Ticket Stubphase of “The Night Chicago Died” and “Season’s in the Sun” I was too young for the Beatles but the Paul and his Wings? well, “Live and Let Die” baby! But as FM with it’s “…no static at all…” was coming into the forefront, I started to really enjoy art rock, or progressive rockElectric Light OrchestraEmerson Lake and Palmer, and Pink Floyd were showing how classical music and rock could merge. And whereas Supertramp might be seen a bit more “pop” than all those other art rockers, it was just this appeal to the “simple man” caught up in a world where the "questions run too deep", a world that was too "logical" and "cynical". This is what hit so hard and visceral for a kid about to head off to college. I saw a DVD from about 2 years ago, I think, of a Roger Hodgson concert and the introduction included the line something like, "... a master of song writing from the soundtrack of our lives... " Oh how true!

My best friend whom I turned onto their music, enjoyed singing falsetto with Roger and me, so we decided to get tickets. Probably the last time I saw a show that I was not totally aware of a band’s entire repertoire, so most of the show was ‘new’ to me, yet every song burned into my brain. When that almost eerie harmonica started from the beginning of the song “School” and the crowd roared in thunderous applause, the absolute, amazing rush of a shared experience had me hooked. When all the band members walked out in tails and top hats, I was ecstatic.
With songs like “Rudy” that had the speed up footage of the train behind the band while Rick and Roger traded lyrics back and forth,
Roger: “How can you live without love, it's not fair?” Rick: “Someone said give but I just didn't dare”  I was transported to another world showing what special effects and music could do for an audience while also enhancing the lyrics of a song. I mean a song where the “hero” was an outcast, an overweight loner? Pink Floyd was too cool for that stuff…{#Wink}
And even though almost all the pre-“Breakfast…” songs were new, when they started “Give a Little Bit” ... it was probably the first and last time I said these words: “I didn't know they did this song!”.{#Dancingbanana} Fast becoming a music connoisseur I soon lost my innocence for such pleasures…{#Neutral}...{#Roflol}
To this day, I still remember the radio commercial on Q95 in Indianapolis(waaay pre Bob and Tom if you know their syndicated show) Anyway, that little piano riff from “Crime of The Century” was hauntingly addictive, “Coming to Market Square Arena..” and then seeing it live as the hands grasping the square cell bars floating in a moving star field grew larger and larger on the screen behind them and the music built so dramatically… well... it just now sent a shiver as I typed this.
{#Notworthy}

A short 4 years later I was living in California and saw the very last show Roger Hodgson did with Supertramp in America. I think I researched they did one last show in Europe after ending their American tour and never played together again. So, there were a few concerts in between then, but look for that story later!…{#Wink}

Well... that was it for the stubs I scanned in last week for my Facebook beginnings. From this point on... I’ll have to scan in any ticket specifically for a journal entry…



Click below if you want to see the set-list I started and added what songs I knew of... so there's only a handful of songs... OR click the other link to see what "should be" the entire show set-list from around a week earlier.

Song-Set: (Work in Progress) Set-list I created


Song-Set: Rochester, New York concert around same time 1979

 


Watta "Kick" of a Stub Story

On Facebook, a friend of mine, posted an INXS video of “Don’t Change” the other day and that was what started me pulling out the ol’ box o’ ticket stubs. As I commented how their concert was in my top ten all time favorites and then a mutual friend stated he was at the same show and mentioned how Michael Hutchinson was walking on the edge of the orchestra pit making the security guard freak out and that flooded me with a bunch of memories. 
Ticket StubKick” came out in 1987 up until then they were somewhat obscure “New Wave” band if you can include riding “New Wave”s coat tails with “Common Wealth” countries. Obscure especially in Farmville Fort Wayne… “Kick” had only been out a very short time so they hadn’t entered the stratosphere of M-TV exposure yet when they announced they were coming to Fort Wayne, IN. And when I heard they were coming to the beautiful and amazing Embassy Theater I found out when tickets went on sale and early that morning went straight to the theater’s box-office. I was about 15th in-line, which turned into about 50 people before they started selling. One good thing about being in Farmville and not many knowing of INXS meant that it not being huge crowd they didn’t try breaking us up with a dumb lottery system or anything, and let us buy tickets with our original place in line. So my seats were 4th row.. font and center as they say….
Back to the Facebook thread another friend of mine posted he was also there and reminded me that The Brandos opened up, and were also an amazing band.(Sadly I see they aren’t represented on RP{#Sad} ) But anyway when INXS started not only was Hutchinson “walking on the banister of the pit” like the other guy mentioned, I was reminded he was gyrating, faux humping and otherwise humiliating the center guard relentlessly.
But here’s the thing….there were like 15 guards down along the front, as if they were expecting a riot. It was pretty much the first and last “rock” concert they had there at the beautiful ornate and apparently delicate Embassy Theater. And to their credit… it is a beautiful venue…. to say the least. I have several very interesting stories that I will tell in the future about the amazing beauty, and incredible acoustics, that many famous artists have enjoyed over the years. But in this case, the radical rock band from Australia had the authorities very antsy and they were out in force. Any time someone would stand up, they were asked to sit down, any attempt to head to front of the theater was quickly squelched etc.. Now they WERE reserved seats and losing my excellent choice seats to a crazy mob would have sucked, but not to be able to stand?… I don’t know this crowd would have stood the whole show for sure… and I suppose standing would have easily lead to rush to the stage too. But it really started making the INXS members angry and thus started the antics behind the middle guards head… this eventually lead to them completely stopping the show at least twice, and threatening to leave if the audience wasn’t allowed to have fun. At one point the saxophone player Kirk Pengilly started insulting Fort Wayne in general: “hick town” type of stuff, which Micheal did his best to apologize for, but despite all of this, it was still an awesome show{#Guitarist} and they did their best to thoroughly entertain the "suppressed" crowd, and I do think the last song or encore, maybe, did finally have a rush to the stage that had everyone standing. Me and my two friends, both hot girls, I might add{#Dance}, stayed in our perfectly fine area of the floor, and when they left the stage Jon Farniss tossed his drums sticks out into the crowd.. one of which hit the palm of my outstretched hand but striking it just so, that it spun around and continued on behind me onto some other lucky fan.{#Razz} Oh well.. great show anyway! {Sidenote: I’m not sure exactly what date this was… if you’ll notice the actually date is torn off the ticket. I have MANY tickets that are like this, especially from the stupid design of Sunshine Promotions and The Embassy. When I first thought of doing this book I even tried calling The Embassy to see if they might be able to help me research specific dates and such, but no one ever got back to me{#Sad} }

Since I first wrote this up I was able to find the date as October 21st, 1987 but no song actual set-list keep checking here as I created an empty one:


Stub Stories with The Piano Man

Concert Ticket StubIn a recent Rolling Stone article it talks about Billy Joel and his “feisty show-stealing set” at the 12-12-12 Sandy benefit. And man o’ man I couldn't agree more. I remember as I was watching it live, and when he started with things like “Anthony works in the grocery store… Savin’ his pennies for some day” I was instantly transported back to my High School/first year of college days, and it was such a joyous fun uplifting feeling. I had just recently joined “Twitter” and I have to admit it was fun to watch the flurry of reaction to what had been his first live performance in a long time.
Of course, I had to dig up this ticket stub from the one and only time I've gotten to see him perform. It was my first year of college and one of my first “concert trips”.  Billy Joel had been something of a mutual infatuation between my longtime friend/more than friends/ back to friends round and round again relationship and actually still friends: Lisa. Ever since I put on all my clothes backwards and lip-synced “Just The Way You Are” to cheer her up one night.. I think there has always been a mutual history for the three of us so-to-speak.  She had a short lived stint attending Indiana University and so even though I had just started college at Ball State University in Muncie, Indiana that September it was a no brainer to ask Lisa to go see Billy that next month.Google image of 1979 t-shirt design
Me visiting Lisa at I.U.
She was staying with a couple of cousins or a cousin and her friend etc.. so as is common place in college days of yore… I drove down to Bloomington, Indiana to pick her up and then couch surfed at their place in the evening… I recently found this picture of me checking out their album collection in what I realized was my black Billy Joel t-shirt from the previous night’s performance. I remember that shirt so well the Billy Afro in silhouette against a ‘New York state of Mind’ skyline… (I just found this T-shirt image on Google…how cool... this internet thing just may catch on;-)
So on November 19th 1979 we drove up from Bloomington to Market Square Arena. They weren't exactly prime seats but I remember thinking even from that distance I could tell he was a very small man. There was a ramp system that went up each side to a platform behind the stage and watching his diminutive frame run like a mad man up and around those ramps time and time again was quite the sight to see. The energy and fun he was having on the stage was just incredible.

In my research I saw that “Glass Houses” wasn't released until about six months later… well into 1980… because I remember him saying they were on tour not to promote any particular album like “most do” he said kind of proudly. But then he also announced he had a few songs they were working on and would try them out here. I know “You May Be Right” was one of them; pretty sure there were at least two others. Just did a little research on the site I found called Setlist.fm and in a set-list from around the same time I found indeed three songs from "Glass House" were played in Houston I think I found.. in addition to the one I mentioned he played “Sometimes a Fantasy” and “All for Leyna” and that sounds about right. I know he was taking flack on soft middle of the road album “52nd Street” and I can say he did really try extra hard to rock out on these new songs in concert for sure. 

Here is the setlist I started myself. If you know of, or hear of, the actual setlist be sure add it here, or just keep checkin' back here to see if it does get fixed: http://www.setlist.fm/setlist/billy-joel/1979/market-square-arena-indianapolis-in-53df1fc9.html

Here's the setlist from 6 days later
Setlist Nov. 25th Houston Texas