Reviews Charlotte, North Carolina Ovens Auditorium March 30, 2022 |
Review by Laurette Maillet
From Columbia to Charlotte. March 30th.
I slept well in a queen size bed but I wake up with anxiety; I had no other
solution than to book a Greyhound bus ride. Leaving at 4pm arriving
(supposedly at 5.35pm). Since the beginning of my trip I had no bus on time,
leaving or arriving. And even though I booked a Motel room really close to the
venue in Charlotte I don't except to be on time, wich is for me 6.30pm at
the venue.
I call a UBER ride to the greyhound station, maybe I'll find a coffee shop and
think about the situation. Well! The station is in a middle of the industrial
area. No coffee shop. Vending machines only. I don't feel spending 5 hours
here... I call UBER. That will coast me a fortune. But I made some money
selling my prints and this will be the hardest situation until the end of the
Tour. Later in the road I will join Friends/Fans.
John is a pleasant driver who will put Bob Dylan on his radio for intertainmant.
One hour and half later we pull in front of my Hotel/Motel, right next to the
Ovens Auditorium.
The area is not pleasant. We are by the freeway and no coffee shop
around :( I buy some food at the Exxon gas station: noddles, cereals,
chocolate drink... That will do :)
I put the TV on for stupid TV shows. Somehow that puts me to a relaxed
mood until 6pm. I chat with Stefanie in the parking lot. She's trying to sell
her extra Dylan books and get some bucks for the road. She's also a "poor"
follower.
Not too long after 6.30 pm a man walks up to me with a big smile on his
face. "I have a ticket for you, follow us". Two youngsters are with him.
He says the seat is fourth row. Woah!
He seems to know me but I never saw him on the road.
He said he met Bob Dylan in the past when he was in music business.
We take our fourth seats, fourth row center and we .... Chat. He invites
me to the Bahamas where he owns an Island and build recreational resorts.
He invites me to paint there. So he must know I'm a painter and a ...writer. :)
Sounds very good to me and I ask him his email and phone number. Who
knows what will happen???:)
8.03pm.
Lights are dimed.
Bob moves by the piano again loaded with two bottles of water :)
The sound is .... Bad. The mic is way to high. Bob sings away from it.
We can't hear a word.
"Watching the river flow" is mainly instrumental.
"Most likely you go your way"... Is also pretty slaughtered.
" I contain multitudes" sounds alright. The favorite of my good Samaritan
tonight.
"False prophet" will be my highlight. But Bob is upset and don't move
center stage for the pose.
"When I paint my masterpiece" is also slaughtered. Bob is to far from
the mic. I can't even "karaoke"??? At some point Bob stops singing and
let the Band play a long instrumental. Bob Britt doesn't understand the
message and loud, turning towards him Dylan says "play something".
Britt strums his acoustic guitar a little louder.
Woah! Bobby is angry tonight.
"Black rider" is fine. The mic might have been adjusted :(
"I'll be your Baby tonight" makes the crowd reacts and for the first time,
Bob moves center stage for a pose.
That will do for the public who had been patient and supportive so far. :)
Bob feels the good vibrations.
"Gotta serve somebody" is re- arranged. Breaking the Rock and Roll
tempo, the Band enters in a long instrumental. Not of the best result.
It cools down the energy. :(
"Melancholy mood" will bring Bob center stage one more time.When I
realized he is wearing his jacket with the red embroidery. A bit of color
tonight :).
"My own version of you" will also get a reaction from the audience.
A big applause.
The entire show will be chaotic musically. The piano being way too loud.
And Bob is banging nervously and angrily at the keys. One more time he
will turn towards Britt and asks him to "Play!".
Someone in the crowd shouts "pick up the tempo!" Bob murmurs something
like "we can only play so fast!" Not sure if he is joking or angry or ..
drunk!? Talking to himself or the Band in between the songs.
The weirdest show on that tour for me .
My good Samaritan is satisfied.
Of course some fans will find it .... fantastic
Not sure what fantastic means :)
Stefanie had hard time outside fighting with security. But she managed
to get in.
I say goodbye to my good Samaritan. Maybe see you in the Bahamas,
some day!
I chat with the "cowboy hat" Fan who I know from the Beacon N.Y.
Outside the wind is blowing hard.
The rain starts to fall.
It's time to retrieve to security and comfort.
I am happy I made the trip.
That was another one of those adventures on the road.
Bobby will rest and relax in Greensboro.
We love you.
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