My Facebook friends and I are
having a discussion about live albums and which one is better. Some excellent albums have come into the
conversation. Little Feat’s Waiting for Columbus [a most worthy live
document] is part of the discussion. The Three Pickers [featuring Doc Watson,
Earl Scruggs, and Ricky Skaggs] has been mentioned. I haven’t heard it, but I will someday. Live bluegrass music is always a treat, and I
expect nothing less from this release.
Peter Gabriel’s Secret World Live
was thrown into the mix, as were the Grateful Dead’s Europe ’72, the Rolling Stones’ Get
Yer Ya-Ya’s Out and Eric Clapton’s Unplugged. Right now is that time of year when the
Allman Brothers Band are playing their annual March Madness run at the Beacon
Theatre in New York. Many years ago in
March 1971, when Duane Allman and Berry Oakley still walked this earth, the
original Allman Brothers Band cut what I consider the finest live album ever
made - The Allman Brothers Band At
Fillmore East.
For the record, the name of the
album is The Allman Brothers Band At
Fillmore East. There is no “Live” anywhere in the title. At
Fillmore East is my favorite Allman Brothers album, bar none. Gram Parsons
often talked about combing different kinds of music into a hybrid, what he
called “Cosmic American Music.” One
needs to look no further than At Fillmore
East for a prime example of Cosmic American Music. The Allman Brothers Band combined elements of
blues, jazz, soul, country and rock and made something unique. Producer Tom Dowd describes At Fillmore East as a big-band jazz
record, and he’s not very far off the mark. This whole record is an exercise in
improvisation that never fails to astound. After the first two studio discs,
Duane wanted to cut the third album live. The stage was the Allman Brothers’
natural environment. According to Tom Dowd:
“Most rock bands are formula bands. The Allman Brothers would play an eight-, a twelve-, a twenty- or thirty-bar formula and then it’s like jazz, complete free form and everybody goes for himself. And they have enough empathy and enough musicianship among them that Jaimoe could be playing in 5/4, Butch could be playing in 6/8, and Dickey could be playing 4/4, and they all go in different directions and it would swing. And when they get through this solo and that solo and this section, they’d nod and BOOM they’re back to square one. They’d all go back to their parts right away in line again. It’s magnificent!”
They didn’t like recording studios
– these guys were all hardened road cases. They all lived for the stage. Almost
all live albums from other acts/bands are recordings of songs that have already
been released in studio form. Never ones to do things the conventional way, the
Allman Brothers cut five songs that their audience who had never been to their
shows had heard before. The set starts out with that most iconic song of the
Allman Brothers canon, Statesboro Blues.
For Allman Brothers fans everywhere, every note, every nuance of Duane’s slide
playing is seared into their memory [and mine]. Dickey’s solo is no slouch
either. Next was another “new” song, an old Elmore James song called Done Somebody Wrong. More slide
virtuosity from Duane, then the old T-Bone Walker song Stormy Monday. Instead of giving the instrumentalists a chance to
show off their chops, this song is Gregg’s to show off why he’s the finest
white blues singer in America [perhaps anywhere, but then again I’m biased].
With the blues out of the way on
Side 1, the real fun begins. Side 2 has one song – the 19-minute You Don’t Love Me. Everybody gets their
licks in here. Side 3 begins with a short, 5-minute instrumental to which all
band members contributed – Hot ‘Lanta.
Then comes my favorite version of In
Memory of Elizabeth Reed. When Rolling Stone reviewed Idlewild South, they said Elizabeth
Reed was "the blueprint of a concert warhorse, capturing the Allmans
at their most adventurous." As good as the studio version of Elizabeth Reed is, this live version is
simply exhilarating. On At Fillmore East, Elizabeth Reed becomes otherworldly at just over 13 minutes. Noted
critic Robert Palmer wrote of the Allman Brothers “that if the musicians hadn't
quite scaled Coltrane-like heights, they had come as close as any rock band was
likely to get.” Duane was listening to a lot of John Coltrane and Miles Davis
at the time. His solo in the second half of the song is incendiary. It is proof
that not only was Duane a fine slide guitar player, he was also pretty damn
good at playing without a slide as well.
Side 4 is also one song – Whipping Post. The original studio
version is about 5 1/2 minutes long. This version is 23! Duane introduced the
song – “Berry starts her off” – then a fan yells out “Whipping Post.” Duane
responds “you guessed it,” and off they go…The verses, choruses, and solos go
into 6/4 time, then the interludes after the vocal part go back to 11/4. Dickey
Betts in particular gets to shine. Whereas Duane got the more memorable solos
on Dreams and Elizabeth Reed, Dickey steps out on this version of Whipping Post. You can even hear the
beginnings of Dickey’s instrumental Les
Brers in A Minor. After Dickey gets through shredding, the band goes almost
dead silent except for Duane’s guitar. After the apocalyptic climax you can
hear Butch Trucks play the tympani to introduce the next monolithic jam, Mountain Jam. But that’s all you hear.
Then the record fades…
The Allman Brothers recorded more
than those 7 songs during their four shows at the Fillmore East. They also
recorded One Way Out, Trouble No More [both of which were
included on Eat a Peach], Don’t Keep Me Wonderin’ [included on the
1972 Duane Allman Anthology], Mountain Jam [also on Eat a Peach], and Drunken Hearted Boy with Elvin Bishop [which finally surfaced on
the 1989 Dreams box set]. A few years
ago Polygram released a “deluxe” version of At
Fillmore East that includes both the original set and the songs I just
listed here. Here’s the running order from the Deluxe Edition:
Statesboro Blues / Trouble No More / Don’t Keep Me
Wonderin’ / Done Somebody Wrong / Stormy Monday / One Way Out* / In Memory of
Elizabeth Reed / You Don’t Love Me / Midnight Rider*
Hot ‘Lanta / Whipping Post / Mountain Jam / Drunken Hearted
Boy
The extra songs Trouble No More, Don’t Keep Me Wonderin’ and One
Way Out are master classes from Duane Allman in bottleneck guitar
playing. On Don’t Keep Me Wonderin’ [complete with some on-stage feedback],
Duane is just off the scale. Dickey
Betts shows that he is no slouch either, especially on One Way Out. Dickey Betts steps out and plays the lead parts,
including the amazing first solo. You can tell the difference between Dickey
and Duane – Duane plays the slide. There is a fuck-up on it as well, courtesy
of Berry Oakley. He came out of the drum break one beat too early, but Butch
Trucks played an extra beat to make up for it and quickly got everyone back on
the same page. I love it when mistakes are left in…it makes the musicians seem
more human. Whipping Post segues
directly into Mountain Jam, so there
is no fade at the end of Whipping Post
as was on the original release. On Eat a Peach, Mountain Jam served more as an epitaph for Duane Allman, but
restored here in its proper context, one can enjoy the performance more rather
than having to think about this being one of the last things we’d ever hear
from Duane Allman. The Deluxe Edition
has a running time of 133 min, 59 seconds.
Ticket prices back in 1971 were in the single digits, so those who saw
these shows definitely got their money’s worth and a whole lot more.
At this point in the Allman
Brothers history, their setlists didn’t vary too much from day to day, so what
is presented in the Deluxe Edition is a good representation of an Allman
Brothers show. They front loaded their
sets with the blues, then came the fun and games with the long songs and
improvisation. The band played One Way Out during the March 1971 shows,
but Tom Dowd thought the version they played on June 27, 1971 was definitive,
hence the decision to wait until Eat a
Peach to release it. The version of Midnight Rider presented here was also
recorded in June 1971 – I don’t know if they played it in March.
In 1992 Polygram release The Fillmore Concerts. The band played four sets March 12 and 13,
1971 [The first show – 8pm. The second
show – 11:30pm. There were no labor
union curfews in those days.]. The first
set they played on March 12th they included horn players, which
drove Tom Dowd nuts because he hadn’t planned to record horns. Thom Doucette played the harp on some of the
songs – that was planned, but the extra horns weren’t. He thought the tapes from that first show
were “unusable,” but one song [Hot ‘Lanta]
that included sax player Rudolph “Juicy” Carter found its way onto The Fillmore Concerts. It sounds pretty good. Duane’s solo is a bit more manic than what
came out on the original release, so I wonder if the remainder of that
particular show was really “unusable.”
Anyway, the band ditched the horns for the remaining three shows, and
what was released was compiled from those three shows. Stormy
Monday had been edited to a shorter length for the original release. On The
Fillmore Concerts, Thom Doucette’s harmonica solo is restored.
The cover of At Fillmore East has its own story.
The shots were actually taken in Macon, Georgia by Jim Marshall. The cover used for The Fillmore Concerts shows the band unsmiling, like they’re
bored. Then Duane saw a drug dealer
friend of his, ran over to him, bought some cocaine, and rushed back to get
into the picture for the next shot.
Duane [complete with shit eating grin] is sitting there with something
[his drugs] cupped in his hands in his lap, while the rest of the bands is
cracking up laughing. That was the shot
that made the cover. On the back of the
album the roadies are pictured as well.
To the band, the roadies were just as important as the band, hence their
presence on the back cover. Their road
manager Twiggs Lyndon has his picture on the wall because he couldn’t be there
for the shoot - he was in jail for killing someone who refused to pay the band
after a show in Buffalo in 1970.
At Fillmore East
certified gold on October 15, 1971. It
was the Allman Brothers’ first gold record.
Duane Allman was dead two weeks later.
It was like Moses went to the mountain top to see the Promised
Land, but he couldn’t go there. After
thousands of miles of roadwork, and after playing an almost non-stop grind of
200+ shows a year for three years, Duane Allman at last got a small taste of
the fruits of his labors. Duane saw the
success, but he didn’t live to enjoy it.
If you are going to own one and
only one Allman Brothers Band album, the deluxe version of At Fillmore East is the one to have. A Desert Island disc for me!