This absurdly fun street parade of song finds Levon Helm winking and growling through a darkly humorous lyric about the galvanizing rule of Huey Long in Depression-era Louisiana.
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‘They hear it and it’s perfect’: Warren Haynes says the Band played key role in shaping new Gov’t Mule album
Warren Haynes learned a lot about one of his fellow performers at Love for Levon, the concert celebration of the life and music of the Band’s Levon Helm.
An album that underscored their growing individualization ends with one last blazing reminder of the way the Band’s voices once intertwined, the way their music provided a transportive solace, the way they once were — and sadly, it seems, never were again.
The Band had every right to this song, after what happened on that ill-fated night of April 17, 1969 at Bill Graham’s Winterland concert space in San Francisco.
John Simon, who contributed to a series of important moments by the Band, offers his thoughts on their early successes together, sweeping post-production re-edits made to The Last Waltz and the lingering debate over songwriting credits
‘He really couldn’t play’: Elliott Landy remembers hypnotizing night for the Band’s Robbie Robertson
Photographer Elliott Landy followed the Band in its early days, both through signature moments like the album-cover shoot for their sophomore self-titled album and in smaller moments away from the spotlight.
After a series of twilit ruminations, and very dire warnings, about the Band’s new rock-star lifestyle late into Stage Fright, perhaps this utterly scarifying parable was all but inevitable.
Doug Paisley writes with a subtle beauty, with a steel-toed determination, with a twilit ache. Context, however, is everything in music. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be songs; they’d be poetry. The Band’s Garth Hudson provides that context
On its surface, this appears to be another of the Band’s searcher tales and, taken as only that, it’s easy to see why some may have been disappointed. The setting of an old-fashioned medicine show feels, at first, a little too on the nose
“The Shape I’m In,” despite its galloping cadence, finds the Band’s Robbie Robertson desperately attempting to reach out to the badly faltering Richard Manuel.