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Z-Man Widespread Panic/Jerry Joseph Washington DC 4/7/2007 Live Show Widespread Panic/Jerry Joseph April 7, 2007 Washington DC Reviews: 19 Submitted By : zman

Hey Y'All, After a music filled evening last night, and no late night eats, that meant only one thing, Dim Sum in CHINATOWN for Lunch! I left as Carrington was getting out of bed. I was heading over to Fado, an awesome Irish Bar to have Guiness with Focker. I saw Craig D. at the consierge looking for pizza slices. Talk about a victim of hangover! I invited him, but he was not up for much of anything. Focker was already gone, but I settled in with all the Buffalo Sabre fans there for the hockey game that afternoon. Quite a scene. It was time for eats, so I headed down the street. As I walked, I get a call from Carrington, "why did you leave me" I told him where I was and in 10 minutes, he arrived. We hit the 2nd floor of Tony Cheng's. I must admit, I have never met an Asian with the name Tony before. There was a bit of a line and I gave my name. The woman said 15-20 minutes. Carrington was starving as well, so we hit Wok and Roll, accross the street for egg rolls, yellowtail roll, soup, and hot tea. I fiigured that would kill 15 minutes. Back to Cheng's and our number was called. They put us at a shared table. "Get in the groove and let the hot carts roll"! And did they! We got some Ha Gow, Pork buns, sliced BBQ Pork with Cilantro, Beef Chow Fun, Eggplant stuffed with Shrimp, and a plate full of Baby Clams with Black Bean Sauce. Everything was excellent, and not because we were starved. Remember, we got started across the street! The food was excellent! After we ate, we went to a sporting goods store so Carrington could buy a jacket. It was windy and about 30 degrees outside. Isn't this supposed to be spring? Back to the hotel to watch the 3rd round of the Masters, and lay low. We headed over to the Warner at 7:00. As I hit the elevator, I noticed that there was another spread set up in the consierge room of the 12th floor. I ducked inside, and to my surprise, a wonderful looking fajita bar! I made a steak and a achicken fajita, with all the fixin's. I consumed it during the 4 block walk. I wandered down to Tito and Tracey who were dead center. My seat was 5th row School Zone, too close to tape. I clamped onto Tito's stand. At about 8:00, Allyson arrives and tells me that she and 16 other Panic Babes have this row. They got their tickets from JB, as they were giving Amy her bachelorette party! I told her no problem as I will not be in her way as I was just setting up. I stayed there after the lights came on. Let me tell you, these young women know how to party as they were well prepared! A mellow Take Out opener led into the upbeat Wonderin'>Rock combo. got a Worry in the first set, always nice. The Rebirtha was smokin' and the jam out of it was long. Ribs was well played, but I think I have caught too many of them the past 2 years. I was treated to my 3rd Smokin' Factory. I really like this song of all the newer ones. The Porch closer was appropriate for this 64 minute set. I always like to hear a Take Out>Porch, only this time, we got 8 songs in between them. During the break, we chewed the fat with all of our new neighbors, Allyson, Laura, Vanessa, Carison. One of the girls from the bachelorette party heard my name called and she told me who she was. My friend Lyon's girlfriend! We met at Jazz Aspen in 2005. Another one was Wade's sister. And Carison, Craig knew from Jerry Joseph. The world keeps getting smaller! Climb 2 Safety opened up the set followed by Papa Johnny Road. The jam out this, well let me say that Jimmy took it to a new level! After we were all whipped into a frenzy, Arlene evolved! No TV, no Star Trek, no Barney. A long jam followed this and settled sweetly into I'm Not Alone. I was texting Panic Stream these two nights, so I already put in the TYS just to be ready. I leaned over and told Allyson if they want to blow the roof off the Warner, we need a Tie Your Shoes. Ten seconds later, kaboom! At the end of the TYS jam, Dave was laying down the basslines to Mountain Jam. It got a bit spacey at this point before sliding into a Spoonful. I had not heard them do this with Jimmy. It was a bit on the slow side IMO. This led into a Big Wooly>Parsons closer. The encore was Walkin', and City of Dreams. Perhaps the order was reversed. Never was a big Walkin' fan from jump. I used to say way back when, I've been to 65 Panic shows and have seen 66 Walkin's. I will always take a City of Dreams though. We were talking about going bowling or over to the Jerry Joseph show again. As we left the Warner, some entrepeneurs had nitrous tanks right outside on the sidewalk. Talk about balls! Somehow I ended up in Jim's truck and we were headed to Jerry. Tonight, we got there just before he started. I decided to join Mike Miller and tape up front about 14 feet from stage. Craig was set up running his four channel. Strange, but he went back to the B & K's. After all of those high quality Schoeps recordings, i was amazed! Being just after midnight, it was officially Easter. Did we get an opener or what! 1936 Jesus>Easter>We Will Go Down>Good Sunday. No that is a nice run, the last 2 a couple of my personal favorites. The set closed with a Montana>Road to Damascus. The Rock and Roll Hotel was not quite as crowded as last night. i was talking to a security guard and he told me that this place was a funeral home before a club last year. He said it was haunted. A perfect place for some of the dark songs Jerry does. The second set opened with jam>world Will Turn>Speedwater. I believe Craig requested the latter. A New Zombie Blues, my first. Next, Unprotected>Gunsmoke>Climb 2 Safety(2nd time tonight)>Power Down>Clim 2 Safety(3rd time tonight) closed the set. Time for chow, so I suggested, where else, CHINATOWN. We found a couple of places open. It was myself, Jim, Mike, Craig, and 2 of mike's bodyguards. One of them ordered TEE SOWES Chicken. That is how he pronounced it and had us in stitches! Never heard General Tso's pronounced like that. A few drunks in the place kept grabbing Dungeoness Crabs from the tank and putting them on their dinner table. I enjoyed the spicy scallops and prawns. Mike had the vegetable Mo Shu. Jim had Hunan Chicken. Can't remember the rest. The fried Wontons and egg rolls were very good. Back to the Hyatt by 4:30, just in time for Craig and I to visit with Ray, Freedog, and Mindie. Got to my room at 6:00 and almost killed myself. Carrington and Christy ordered room service and the cart was sitting in the middle of the room in the dark. I was amazed the racket did not even get them to stir! Great hangin' with Charles & Mindye, Jim M., Carrington & Christy, Christy (Shorty) & Amy, Adam, Ray & Shelley, Freedog, Brad, Titi and Tracey, Kyle, Innis, Chris C., Graham and Focker himself!, Laura, Carison, Vanessa, Allyson, and the other 13 Panic Chicks attending Amy's Bachelorette party! Kudos to both Chris and Candace. They did the Warner justice with some great sound and great lights. It was right on and us tapers enjoyed the quality of our recordings. Here is how it went down: Widespread Panic Warner Theatre Washington, DC 4/7/2007 8: The Take Out > 3:25 Wondering > 7:12 Rock 6:55 From The Cradle > 4:05 Worry 7:14 None of Us Are Free 6:08 Rebirtha > 13:33 Ribs And Whiskey 7:06 Smoking Factory > 4:06 Porch Song 3:20 9:24 10:06 Climb To Safety 7:07 Papa Johnny Road > Jam> 10:41 Arleen > 14:02 I'm Not Alone > 8:02 Tie Your Shoes > Spacey Jam> 12:03 Drums > 8:08 Spoonful > Big Wooly Mammoth > Henry Parsons Died 6:50 11:26 11:30 Walkin' 5:12 City of Dreams 6:30 11:42 Schoeps CCM4V'S>Lunatec V2>sound Devices 722 FOB DFC JFK KFC ZFC AARP ************************************************************************************************************* TODAY'S FEATURED HUMOR: Strange "Drinking" Quotes:L "I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they wake up in the morning, that's as good as they're going to feel all day. " ~Frank Sinatra WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may create the illusion that you are tougher, smarter, faster and better looking than most people. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading." ~ Henny Youngman WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead you to think people are laughing WITH you. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "24 hours in a day, 24 beers in a case. Coincidence? I think not." ~ Stephen Wright WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to think you can sing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "When we drink, we get drunk. When we get drunk, we fall asleep. When we fall asleep, we commit no sin. When we commit no sin, we go to heaven. So, let's all get drunk and go to heaven!" ~ Brian O'Rourke WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may ca use pregnancy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy." ~ Benjamin Franklin WARNING: The consumption of alcohol is a major factor in dancing like a retard. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Without question, the greatest invention in the history of mankind is beer. Oh, I grant you that the wheel was also a fine invention, but the wheel does not go nearly as well with pizza." ~ Dave Barry WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you love them. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ To some it's a six-pack, to me it's a Support Group. Salvation in a can! ~ Dave Howell WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you can logically converse with members of the opposite sex without spitting. ************************************************************************************************************* MORE FEATURED HUMOR: An Unholy Request Subject: so true A man was riding his Harley along a California beach when suddenly the sky clouded above his head and, in a booming voice, the Lord said, "Because you have TRIED to be faithful to me in all ways, I will grant you one wish." The biker pulled over and said, "Build a bridge to Hawaii so I can ride over anytime I want." The Lord said, "Your request is materialistic, think of the enormous challenges for that kind of undertaking; the supports required to reach the bottom of the Pacific and the concrete and steel it would take! It will nearly exhaust several natural resources. I can do it, but it is hard for me to justify your desire for worldly things. Take a little more time and think of something that could possibly help mankind." The biker thought about it for a long time. Finally, he said, "Lord, I wish that I and all men could understand our wives; I want to know how she feels inside, what she's thinking when she gives me the silent treatment, why she cries, what she means when she says nothing's wrong, and how I can make a woman truly happy." the Lord replied, "You want two lanes or four on that bridge? *********************************************************************************************************** On a sad note: Kurt Vonnegut Novelist Who Caught the Imagination of His Age Kurt Vonnegut, whose dark comic talent and urgent moral vision in novels like Slaughterhouse-Five,Cat's Cradle and God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater caught the temper of his times and the imagination of a generation, died last night in Manhattan. He was 84 and had homes in Manhattan and in Sagaponack on Long Island. Mr. Vonnegut suffered irreversible brain injuries as a result of a fall several weeks ago, according to his wife, Jill Krementz. Mr. Vonnegut wrote plays, essays and short fiction. But it was his novels that became classics of the American counterculture, making him a literary idol, particularly to students in the 1960s and ?70s. Dog-eared paperback copies of his books could be found in the back pockets of blue jeans and in dorm rooms on campuses throughout the United States. Like Mark Twain, Mr. Vonnegut used humor to tackle the basic questions of human existence: Why are we in this world Is there a presiding figure to make sense of all this, a god who in the end, despite making people suffer, wishes them well He also shared with Twain a profound pessimism. Mark Twain, Mr. Vonnegut wrote in his 1991 book, Fates Worse Than Death: An Autobiographical Collage, finally stopped laughing at his own agony and that of those around him. He denounced life on this planet as a crock. He died. Not all Mr. Vonneguts themes were metaphysical. With a blend of vernacular writing, science fiction, jokes and philosophy, he also wrote about the banalities of consumer culture, for example, or the destruction of the environment. His novels 14 in all were alternate universes, filled with topsy-turvy images and populated by races of his own creation, like the Tralfamadorians and the Mercurian Harmoniums. He invented phenomena like chrono-synclastic infundibula (places in the universe where all truths fit neatly together) as well as religions, like the Church of God the Utterly Indifferent and Bokononism (based on the books of a black British Episcopalian from Tobago filled with bittersweet lies, a narrator says). The defining moment of Mr. Vonnegut?s life was the firebombing of Dresden, Germany, by Allied forces in 1945, an event he witnessed firsthand as a young prisoner of war. Thousands of civilians were killed in the raids, many of them burned to death or asphyxiated. The firebombing of Dresden, Mr. Vonnegut wrote, was a work of art.? It was, he added, a tower of smoke and flame to commemorate the rage and heartbreak of so many who had had their lives warped or ruined by the indescribable greed and vanity and cruelty of Germany. His experience in Dresden was the basis of ?Slaughterhouse-Five,? which was published in 1969 against the backdrop of war in Vietnam, racial unrest and cultural and social upheaval. The novel, wrote the critic Jerome Klinkowitz, ?so perfectly caught America?s transformative mood that its story and structure became best-selling metaphors for the new age.? To Mr. Vonnegut, the only possible redemption for the madness and apparent meaninglessness of existence was human kindness. The title character in his 1965 novel, ?God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater,? summed up his philosophy: ?Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It?s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It?s round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you?ve got about a hundred years here. There?s only one rule that I know of, babies ? ?God damn it, you?ve got to be kind.? ? Mr. Vonnegut eschewed traditional structure and punctuation. His books were a mixture of fiction and autobiography, prone to one-sentence paragraphs, exclamation points and italics. Graham Greene called him ?one of the most able of living American writers.? Some critics said he had invented a new literary type, infusing the science-fiction form with humor and moral relevance and elevating it to serious literature. He was also accused of repeating himself, of recycling themes and characters. Some readers found his work incoherent. His harshest critics called him no more than a comic book philosopher, a purveyor of empty aphorisms. With his curly hair askew, deep pouches under his eyes and rumpled clothes, he often looked like an out-of-work philosophy professor, typically chain smoking, his conversation punctuated with coughs and wheezes. But he also maintained a certain celebrity, as a regular on panels and at literary parties in Manhattan and on the East End of Long Island, where he lived near his friend and fellow war veteran Joseph Heller, another darkly comic literary hero of the age. Mr. Vonnegut was born in Indianapolis in 1922, the youngest of three children. His father, Kurt Sr., was an architect. His mother, Edith, came from a wealthy brewery family. Mr. Vonnegut?s brother, Bernard, who died in 1997, was a physicist and an expert on thunderstorms. During the Depression, the elder Vonnegut went for long stretches without work, and Mrs. Vonnegut suffered from episodes of mental illness. When my mother went off her rocker late at night, the hatred and contempt she sprayed on my father, as gentle and innocent a man as ever lived, was without limit and pure, untainted by ideas or information, Mr. Vonnegut wrote. She committed suicide, an act that haunted her son for the rest of his life. He had, he said, a lifelong difficulty with women. He remembered an aunt once telling him, All Vonnegut men are scared to death of women. My theory is that all women have hydrofluoric acid bottled up inside, he wrote. Mr. Vonnegut went east to attend Cornell University, but he enlisted in the Army before he could get a degree. The Army initially sent him to the Carnegie Institute of Technology (now Carnegie Mellon University) in Pittsburgh and the University of Tennessee to study mechanical engineering. In 1944 he was shipped to Europe with the 106th Infantry Division and shortly saw combat in the Battle of the Bulge. With his unit nearly destroyed, he wandered behind enemy lines for several days until he was captured and sent to a prisoner of war camp near Dresden, the architectural jewel of Germany. Assigned by his captors to make vitamin supplements, he was working with other prisoners in an underground meat locker when British and American warplanes started carpet bombing the city, creating a firestorm above him. The work detail saved his life. Afterward, he and his fellow prisoners were assigned to remove the dead. The corpses, most of them in ordinary cellars, were so numerous and represented such a health hazard that they were cremated on huge funeral pyres, or by flamethrowers whose nozzles were thrust into the cellars, without being counted or identified, he wrote in Fates Worse Than Death. When the war ended, Mr. Vonnegut returned to the United States and married his high school sweetheart, Jane Marie Cox. They settled in Chicago in 1945. The couple had three children, Mark, Edith and Nanette. In 1958, Mr. Vonnegut's sister, Alice, and her husband died within a day of each other, she of cancer and he in a train crash. The Vonneguts took custody of their children, Tiger, Jim and Steven. In Chicago, Mr. Vonnegut worked as a police reporter for the City News Bureau. He also studied for a master?s degree in anthropology at the University of Chicago, writing a thesis on ?The Fluctuations Between Good and Evil in Simple Tales.? It was rejected unanimously by the faculty. (The university finally awarded him a degree almost a quarter of a century later, allowing him to use his novel ?Cat?s Cradle? as his thesis.) In 1947, he moved to Schenectady, N.Y., and took a job in public relations for the General Electric Company. Three years later he sold his first short story, Report on the Barnhouse Effect, to Colliers magazine and decided to move his family to Cape Cod, Mass., where he wrote fiction for magazines like Argosy and The Saturday Evening Post. To bolster his income, he taught emotionally disturbed children, worked at an advertising agency and at one point started a Saab auto dealership. His first novel was Player Piano, published in 1952. A satire on corporate life the meetings, the pep talks, the cultivation of bosses it also carries echoes of Aldous Huxley's Brave New World. It concerns an engineer, Paul Proteus, who is employed by the Ilium Works, a company similar to General Electric. Proteus becomes the leader of a band of revolutionaries who destroy machines that they think are taking over the world. Player Piano was followed in 1959 by The Sirens of Titan, a science-fiction novel featuring the Church of God of the Utterly Indifferent. In 1961 he published ?Mother Night, involving an American writer awaiting trial in Israel on charges of war crimes in Nazi Germany. Like Mr. Vonnegut's other early novels, they were published as paperback originals. And like ?Slaughterhouse-Five, in 1972, and a number of other Vonnegut novels, Mother Night was adapted for film, in 1996, starring Nick Nolte. In 1963, Mr. Vonnegut published Cat's Cradle. Though it initially sold only about 500 copies, it is widely read today in high school English classes. The novel, which takes its title from an Eskimo game in which children try to snare the sun with string, is an autobiographical work about a family named Hoenikker. The narrator, an adherent of the religion Bokononism, is writing a book about the bombing of Hiroshima and comes to witness the destruction of the world by something called Ice-Nine, which, on contact, causes all water to freeze at room temperature. Mr. Vonnegut shed the label of science-fiction writer with Slaughterhouse-Five. It tells the story of Billy Pilgrim, an infantry scout (as Mr. Vonnegut was), who discovers the horror of war. You know weve had to imagine the war here, and we have imagined that it was being fought by aging men like ourselves, an English colonel says in the book. We had forgotten that wars were fought by babies. When I saw those freshly shaved faces, it was a shock. My God, my God I said to myself, It's the Children's Crusade. As Mr. Vonnegut was, Billy is captured and assigned to manufacture vitamin supplements in an underground meat locker, where the prisoners take refuge from Allied bombing. In Slaughterhouse-Five, Mr. Vonnegut introduced the recurring character of Kilgore Trout, his fictional alter ego. The novel also featured a signature Vonnegut phrase. Robert Kennedy, whose summer home is eight miles from the home I live in all year round, Mr. Vonnegut wrote at the end of the book, was shot two nights ago. He died last night. So it goes. Martin Luther King was shot a month ago. He died, too. So it goes. And every day my Government gives me a count of corpses created by military science in Vietnam. So it goes. ************************************************************************************************************** If any of you are going to Raleigh, you are invited to Stacey and Tim's Ribz and Whiskey Party at the Pour House Saturday afternoon, 4/21/2007. Food starts at 12:30, and music at 1:00. Josh Stack opens, followed by Mark Brut, followed by Waylandsphere. It is only $15.00 for food and music. Should be a blast! Late, Z-Man

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