Following my month employed at the U.S.Tennis Open in Queens when I was too tired to catch either night of the Charlie Watts Tribute at the Blue Note or the Dirty Knobs sr the Paramount in Huntington (I hate eating tickets), I went to see Roxy Music at Madison Square Garden on my last of 29 straight days working. I am not really a big fan of the band but the show was interesting in a progressive rock sort of way, The promoters apparently overreached with the pricing and venue ultimately and unexpectedly relocating everyone from the rafters down to the first level of the venue. Upon our arrival, my cheapest seat in the house nosebleed seats became what were initially for sale at $300+ face; those who sat in the vicinity who paid full price ought to have been rightfully pissed.

I went to both nights of Slowhand at MSG and it was a fine concert. At this point in his career, I figured it may be the last chance for me to catch Mr. Clapton perform and he did not disappoint Eric Clapton not only plays the blues, he now also looks like one of the old blues guys he has always admired and aspired to become.

I Shot the Sheriff

Rock on!

GQ