Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

Mrs. Donna Jean Jazz-Pants

6/30/73 at the Universal Amphitheater in beautiful downtown Burbank, California.

Row Jimmy is worth it for the geologic pace and the fact that Phil just solos the entire song: he has utterly no interest in the fact that there are other people playing and IT’S GLORIOUS and then there’s a splice in the Dark Star, which is so much worse than Syria, BUT Keith decides that 15 minutes into Eyes is the right place to debut his new alter-ego, Cilantro Jazz-Pants and then they all juke on a dime into the Stronger Than Dirt bit

Listen to Keith during Stella Blue, how he picks up Phil’s phrase, then Bobby’s, round and round, echoing the lines during a song about memories.

You know what they say about life and ’73.

Also, here is a picture of Billy about to punch the grin right off some fucker’s dick.

billy fans unhappy

1 Comment

  1. Anchovy Rancher

    March 13, 2015 at 5:58 pm

    Billy’s got that: “Get Latent Homo-Bro Off Of Me” look on his face.

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