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Month: September 2016

Elton John live: A unique perspective from behind the stage

Elton John live at the Giant Center on Sept. 23, 2016. (Photo by Mike Morsch)

Elton John live at the Giant Center on Sept. 23, 2016.
(Photo by Mike Morsch)

The first time I saw Elton John perform live was in 1976 at the Chicago Amphitheater. It was my first concert.

We had secured tickets from a young fellow named George Jasinski, a Chicago native and a student at Bradley University in Peoria, Illinois, who was the teaching assistant for the first journalism class I took in high school. He would become a big influence on me becoming a journalist, despite the fact that he abandoned journalism altogether and decided to go to law school to become a lawyer, which he is to this day.

We called him “Mr. J.” and he was Chicago cool. One day after class he taught Mikki Milam and I how to do “The Hustle” dance. Her father, Jerry Milam, owned Golden Voice Recording Co. in South Pekin, Illinois, where the Head East album “Flat as a Pancake” was recorded in 1975. The making of that album was featured in Volume I of “The Vinyl Dialogues.”

After school was out that year, Mr. J. returned home to Chicago. Elton was our tour that summer and Chicago was one of the stops. My then 13-year-old sister was a big Elton John fan, particularly of the “Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy” album that he released in 1975, and she got word that Elton was performing in Chicago – about a three-hour drive from where we lived.

Some of the details of that concert are now lost to history, but somehow, my dad worked it out with Mr. J. to get tickets to the show. So my dad, sister and I joined Mr. J. and his sister for the evening.

(Photo by Mike Morsch)

(Photo by Mike Morsch)

I only recall a few things about that show. Elton was still into all the funky costumes then, and he had several costume changes during the concert. We sat on folding chairs on the floor of the amphitheater, and toward the end of show, I recall seeing my dad, in his late 40s at the time, standing on his chair like the rest of us, rocking out with Elton. In my eyes, that made him as cool as Mr. J.

That was 40 years ago, and since then, I’ve seen Elton perform live in each of the past five decades, the most recent on Sept. 23, 2016, at the Giant Center in Hershey, PA.

In all of those concerts, I’ve never had what I would call a decent seat. They were all stadium concerts – a couple were with Elton and Billy Joel together – but I’ve never been close to the action on stage.

That changed at the Hershey concert. My wife – The Blonde Accountant – and I had tickets behind the stage. I actually had planned it that way. The Giant Center website has a virtual seating chart, one where you can get an actual online view from the seat itself. Knowing from past concerts that Elton always puts his piano at stage left, I selected seats behind to be stage right, so that we would be looking at Elton face-to-face from that vantage point.

(Photo by Mike Morsch)

(Photo by Mike Morsch)

And it worked out beautifully. We were closer to the stage than we had ever been from those seats. And Elton did a great job of playing to and acknowledging the fans behind the stage without taking away from the majority of the crowd facing him. It was a unique perspectively, essentially looking over the shoulder of Elton’s longtime drummer, Nigel Olsson.

Elton played all the hits at Hershey. And he was at the top of his game. He seemed to genuinely be having fun and certainly the crowd was, too.

I didn’t get to hear a couple of my favorites, namely “Little Jeannie” and “Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters,” which weren’t in this set list, but that took nothing away from the show. Elton has such a vast catalog of hits and there’s nothing quite like hearing the Rocket Man sing “Rocket Man” and “Crocodile Rock” live.

Elton John is one of the greatest artists of our generation. He’s at the top of my bucket list to interview and is one of those performers that I’m glad to say I got a chance to see live. We’re fortunate to have grown up in the same era.

And it turned out that the best Elton concert experience I’ve had over the course of five decades would be from behind the stage.

First Bruce Springsteen concert a perfect beginning . . . and maybe a perfect ending

Bruce Springsteen and Little Steven Van Zandt rock out at Citizens Bank Park in Philadelphia Sept. 7, 2016. (Photo by Mike Morsch)

Bruce Springsteen and Little Steven Van Zandt rock out at Citizens Bank Park in Philadelphia Sept. 7, 2016.
(Photo by Mike Morsch)

Who knew that farmers could predict the future of rock and roll?

When I moved into the dorms my first year at Iowa State University in Ames, Iowa, the guys who lived next door were enlightened and entertaining characters. Al Steinbach, a New Yorker with a dry wit, was studying engineering there in the middle of the Heartland. I’m not sure why he went all that way to do that. His roommate, Duane Morrison, was a rural gent from Grinnell, Iowa, who was studying farm management. That made more sense to me, since the university is surrounded by roughly a bazillion cornfields and two bazillion cows.

What made these guys cool to a youngster experiencing being away from home for the first time was that they had a turntable, a vinyl collection and an open-door policy. Anyone could drop in and listen to records at almost any time.

Duane was particularly taken with a relatively new artist at the time, one with whom I wasn’t familiar. One day he played the guy’s album for me, seeking my reaction.

“Well, whaddaya think?” he said to me after both sides of the record had been played. “Do you like it?”

“Yeah, it’s OK I guess,” I responded, without much enthusiasm.

“You’d better listen closely,” Duane said. “This guy is going to be a big deal some day.”

The artist was Bruce Springsteen and the album was “Born to Run” from 1975.

A mere 39 years after pooh-poohing the “Born to Run” album in the middle of Nowhere, Iowa, I was at Citizens Bank Ballpark in Philadelphia seeing Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band live for the first time in my life. For the sake of posterity, the date was Sept. 7, 2016.

Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band. (Photo by Mike Morsch)

Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band.
(Photo by Mike Morsch)

While I appreciate what Springsteen has given us with his music and concerts, I had never become a diehard fan over the years. The Blonde Accountant and I also aren’t big fans of stadium concerts, but we figured that if we were going to spend the money on one, it would be to see Springsteen, whom neither of us had seen in concert.

I had mentioned to her on the way to the show that Bruce’s music over the years hadn’t really spoken to me like some other artists, most notably the Beach Boys and co-founder Brian Wilson. Certainly that’s a subjective view. Music can evoke an emotional response within us, but it can be from different artists for different people.

We battled the crowds to get into the stadium that evening, and had just secured some ballpark and were trying to make our way to our seats in the 200 level, when the crowd got it’s first look at Springsteen. He hit the stage a little after 8 p.m. and the Philly crowd went crazy.

And Duane the farmboy was right. Bruce Springsteen is a really big deal now.

The Boss opened with “New York City Serenade,” featuring a beautiful string section. And there I stood, a tray full of chicken fingers and crab fries, at my first Bruce Springsteen concert . . . and I couldn’t contain my emotions. The music reached in and grabbed my soul, and I could feel my eyes well up with tears. It was an in-the-moment thing and it caught me off guard. And as I remember this concert in the years to come, that’s the feeling I want to remember.

(Photo by Mike Morsch)

(Photo by Mike Morsch)

The rest of the night was what we’ve come to expect from Bruce these days. He doesn’t much care if it’s a work night or a school night, every night is a Friday night for Bruce and he seems happy to play well into the wee hours. He’s in a stretch of concerts now where he’s regularly hitting the four-hour mark. In fact, our show lasted 4:04 and is the longest show to date that’s he’s ever played in the U.S. My guess is that record won’t last long.

I don’t know how he does it. I’m 10 years younger than he is and I got tired just sitting there watching him. And I can’t imagine that E Street drummer Max Weinberg – dressed in a jacket and tie in the September Philly heat and humidity and banging away on the drum kit all night long – didn’t at some point think to himself, “Really Bruce? Four hours? I’m dying up here. C’mon, man.”

In a concert that was mostly all highlights for a first-timer, I was particularly pleased with “Rosalita (Come Out Tonight),” which I thought was outstanding. The crowd appeared to agree with me on that one.

The encore featured the tour debut of “Streets of Philadelphia,” (just for those of us in Philly, of course) “Jungleland,” “Born to Run,” “Dancing in the Dark,” “Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out,” a cover of the Isley Brothers’ “Shout” and “Bobby Jean.”

One of my favorite Springsteen songs is “Girls in Their Summer Clothes,” but I didn’t expect to hear that one because he hasn’t been playing it on this tour. But I can’t even call that a disappointment, given the quantity and quality in the show.

The Boss and Jake Clemons interact with the crowd. (Photo by Mike Morsch)

The Boss and Jake Clemons interact with the crowd.
(Photo by Mike Morsch)

Of course, many friends wanted to know what I thought after my first Springsteen show, and they may be surprised at my initial reaction. This will require some more thought and I reserve the right to change my mind at any time, but I don’t think I want to see another Bruce Springsteen concert.

Coming to the Springsteen bandwagon later in life has afforded me what I believe is a unique opportunity to have his entire catalog of music to explore and his live show to experience. It’s all fresh and new to me.

And to have that first concert experience be as close to perfect seems special. It’s like a baseball player hitting a home run in the last at bat of his career, circling the bases and running right off the field into retirement. It’s a perfect ending.

In my case, my first Bruce Springsteen concert was a perfect beginning and a perfect ending. And I’m not sure I want to ruin that story.

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