Fred Wesley and the JBs with Lyn Collins - I think 1998, Jazz Cafe. First time I'd got to see the JBs live. Two elements will stay with me forever:
1) the fact that one of the few tracks of theirs I'd usually skipped through at home, Doin' It To Death ("Gonna Have A Funky Good Time") was a motherfucking pot boiler live and changed the whole course of the concert. Before the track - people drinking and watching and enjoying. Half way through the track - people going completely nuts, the whole place drenched in sweat. "Gonna Take You Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigher" for sure.
2) The band has kicked ass with a bunch of heavy tunes. They start a mellow introduction to a slow song. Lyn Collins walks across the top and down the stairs in a full-length evening dress, singing the opening lines to "Take Me As I Am". My jaw drops involuntarily. I look around the rest of the crowd. Everyone is transfixed by her, and everyone's jaw has dropped involuntarily.
Fred Wesley and the JBs with Lyn Collins - I think 1998, Jazz Cafe. First time I'd got to see the JBs live. Two elements will stay with me forever:
1) the fact that one of the few tracks of theirs I'd usually skipped through at home, Doin' It To Death ("Gonna Have A Funky Good Time") was a motherfucking pot boiler live and changed the whole course of the concert. Before the track - people drinking and watching and enjoying. Half way through the track - people going completely nuts, the whole place drenched in sweat. "Gonna Take You Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigher" for sure.
2) The band has kicked ass with a bunch of heavy tunes. They start a mellow introduction to a slow song. Lyn Collins walks across the top and down the stairs in a full-length evening dress, singing the opening lines to "Take Me As I Am". My jaw drops involuntarily. I look around the rest of the crowd. Everyone is transfixed by her, and everyone's jaw has dropped involuntarily.
Incredible night.