You have just won the biggest prize ever given in the history of music . . . your own personal concert.
You may pick the location.
You may pick 4 acts (individual or groups) to perform at your show.
Yes, we have a time machine, so if for instance you want the Beatles before they broke up - or Zepplin prior to Bonham’s death - or Mozart, that is fine.
Pick the order of the acts, the last one will be the headliners.
All proceeds will of course go to YOU (with a small percentage going to me - cause its my idea. :D)
Go !
“Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care, but for another gives its ease, and builds a Heaven in Hell’s despair.” - William Blake
I’d start out with Alice in Chains, go to Jimi Hendrix and Stevie Ray Vaughan jamming together, and then Black Sabbath.
Final act would, of course, be Metallica and me jamming together.
Dammit, where does Tool fit? I need five acts!!
Oh, a location. It doesn’t really matter to me. How about Soldier Field in May?
I’d like to see Jean Sibelius conduct his 8th symphony. (For the Sibelius fans out there, this is an in-joke - since he apparently composed an 8th Symphony, and then destroyed it because he didn’t think it was “good enough”. I’d like to hear it and decide that for myself, dammit!)
Aaron Copland conducts “Billy The Kid”.
Sibelius’ “Our Native Land” and then Prokofiev’s “Romeo and Juliet”.
All this performed by the LA Philharmonic, at the Hollywood Bowl. (My favorite place to hear concerts!)
Pink Floyd (with Roger Waters)
Jethro Tull from the mid-70s
Sinéad O’Connor, but she HAS to do some of her first album stuff
Weird Al, and I get to sleep with him backstage.
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“it’s all real”
“I KNEW IT!!!”
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Damn…so many choice
Let’s hold this in Boulder Co.
Let’s open with Wet Willie…
Get heavy with Deep Purple.
For the head…Moody Blues.
Lets get really heavy for the headliner…
Black Sabbath
or maybe…
Grand Funk
Damn…I can’t decide!
In history they will not fill their heads with battles, nor in geography with fortresses, for it becomes them just as little to reek of
gunpowder as it does the males to reek of musk.
Then Jimi Hendrix, jamming with EC, Dicky & Duane, and my husband.
Then my husband would die, go to heaven, and I’d be left with the memory of the Concert of the Gods (Mr. Cristi included–he really is good), plus a nice pile o’ cash.
Changing my sig, because Wally said to, and I really like Wally, and I’ll do anything he says, anytime he says to.
Time machine, huh? Okay, my location is Paris in 1913 for reasons that will become evident.
Outside the concert hall, Scott Joplin is playing an upright piano. All his best stuff.
When Joplin is done, Franz Liszt comes along playing his compositions, as well as selected Chopin pieces.
Stepping inside, there is a jarring electronic noise as Rush breaks into “2112” (from the original “2112” tour).
Following this, an orchestra comes on stage and Dennis Brain (widely regarded as the best French horn player ever) plays both of the Richard Strauss horn concertos.
And now the coup de grace: Igor Stravinsky comes on to conduct the premiere performance of Le sacre du printemps (“The Rite of Spring”). This is of course followed by the historic riot that followed that performance.
Of course, in this scenerio the riot would probably start earlier during “2112”…
When someone annoys you it takes 42 muscles to frown. But it takes only 4 muscles to extend your arm and whack them in the head.
I’ve already gotten part of that wish by seeing the reunited Steely Dan twice in Phoenix. The shows were exceptional in that they were every bit as good as the albums. Since I have power over the space/time continuum I’ll see some live shows that probably didn’t happen ever.
Alan Parsons Project (the music concept, not the giant frickin’ laser beam on the moom) performs Tales of Mystery and Imagination: Edgar Allen Poe (well *duh, look at half the sigs I’ve used) With the spoken intros done by Poe himself instead of Orson Welles. Hey, as long as we’re raising the dead let’s make it special.
Note to self: Get Fellow weird Baltemorean John Waters to film a documentary of the concert. With any luck this could lead to J.W. casting Poe in his next movie. He could be Mink Stole’s or Patty Hearst’s husband. This has possibilities.
The original Doobie Brothers lineup. The partially reunited group I saw once was a sad excuse for a band. Can’t do China Grove properly without Tom Johnston, Patrick Simmons and Skunk Baxter.
I’ll cheat a little by combining two acts although one is still performing. Reunite San Diego’s Beat Farmers with a resurrected Country Dick Montana and have white blues mama Candye Kane sit in with them. This would have to be a smaller venue like the Belly Up in Solana Beach.
Electric Light Orchestra complete with cheesy spaceship and laser show. I do have to admit though that ELO Pt. II wasn’t bad live.
