lake tahoe is a beautiful place. pictures don't do justice to the assault on the senses one gets when here.. views everywhere for the eyes, clean crisp air for the lungs, and the lake really does sparkle. the altitude makes for long sunsets and starry nights.
the south shore room at harrah's casino is a classic casino showroom, built for national acts with good sound and great lighting. the high- rolling crowd inside the showroom is a starrk contrast to the young snowboarding gangsta kids seen throughout the casino.
it don't come naturally whiskey i saw the sunshine do greatest no no all right boys bang the drum white whiter photoblack silkies in the house. uncontrollable recurring roberto benigni impersonations spew from OH at regular intervals. it's a benigni world!
16 yellow with a little help
TR-i breaks a string on the fool during the solo in 'sunshine', but quickly exchanges it for a waiting woodgrain SG and continues flawlessly.
jack bruce gets the interactive award for cruising through the audience during 'white room' while plucking away.
the band gangs up on gary brookah for complaining about never being introduced before 'whiter shade..'.
the berkeley stage backdrop with the sunflowers, blue sky and stars makes another appearance.
cocktail servers and other 'help' walking around everywhere. "you're in my shot.."
another truncated eighty-minute freakin set. it seems the more expensive the ticket, the shorter the show.
the crowd was either deaf, dead, or in shock. only the very small Ringo Front Line showed any enthusiasm during the show. the demographics were the oldest and snootiest i've seen in eight shows.
harrah's get's the academy award for Lamest Fucking Venue in a Supporting Role. $100 for an uncomfortable chair facing the wrong way at a table to share with seven other peoples. i got your VIP right ova cheeyuh.
bring me the head of sophia loren romo