Eventually I loved many of his other songs - “I’ll Sleep When I’m Dead,” “Tenderness on the Block,” “Keep Me In Your Heart for Awhile” - but not with that same sense of grimacing glee. The rest of the concert was fine, and Browne put on a great show, but I was a Zevon devotee from then on. And all this with an infectious “Ooooh Wah Oooh” refrain, on which the audience soon joined in. Yes, things were a bit strange from the start, what with the pot roast and the usherette’s leg, but once the protagonist took Suzie to the prom … well, we were suddenly in Stephen King country, with maybe a passing nod to Poe. It wasn’t just the vitality of the music, it was the audacious, off-centered nature of the lyrics. However, once Zevon leaped into the opening bars of “Excitable Boy,” he had my full attention. Maybe Savoy Brown? It was really quite a line-up, and we expected to have quite a day.īy the time Zevon took the stage, the sun was fading and the air grew unexpectedly cool I was beginning to wish I’d worn shoes instead of flip-flops. I can’t quite remember all the performers, and am loathe to try to hunt everything down on the Internet. We enthusiastically spread our blanket and settled down to picnic and bask in the sun. The main attraction - the reason for going – was Jackson Browne. My BFF (although we didn’t talk and think in initials back then) and I went to an all-day concert (a rather new concept in 1977) at San Jose State. Werewolves of any nationality were not even on my musical radar.
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