Spac Show Tonight

[SaraThePoet]

Originally Posted by PastelGravel

Was an awesome show! I will post a play by play when I can get to a real computer (on iPod). Was SO nice to meet Ed, Lori, Sarah, Anna and to see Marlene again! Fun times. Made me proud to be a Ledgie. (One thought was that we should have t-shirts that say Ledgie so we can see each other easier. I was asking strangers iif they were members, haha). When you sat down Sarah, I knew it was you. Big thank you to Lori and Sarah for the Edge help. On our way to NY soon.

That was the most amazing thing when you were like "Sarah"? and i was like whoa...how does this girl know my name???? Talk about crystal visions haha... It was SO great to meet you guys and share the show with you...you totally made up for the butthead next to me,and i am glad my chair trick worked and we were all set for Edge.. not much to add to what others have said...the crowd was half dead compared to Boston..but we rocked out nonetheless! I will never ever tire of shaking that woman's hand

[Macfanforever]

The show was awesome.Stevie was on fire last night.No firefighter could put her out.My seat was crappy becuase I screwed up picking them or I did not see the info about pit seats on Livenation.I did not like the front set there.In front of me the was a hearing impaired person
and two girls doing sign to him.Looks like they had a great time too.I should of brough my best friend.He's also hearing impaired.he would enjoy too.I had this lady a few rows behind me yelling out to Stevie and Stevie did hear her.That Troddew mentioned earlier.No class.Photo op was limited due to security right next to me.Did get some any way.now I'm so back logged with them now.I did get to the front.but I was limited to the inside pit sec on my side.Stevie couldn't get over far enough and her security man {Not Marty}was watching her footing with the wires.She gave us a big wave.I did bump into Ed and chat with him.Thanks again Ed.As I was leaving I've was looking down the stairs to the back stage area.I did notice people wearing orange and green bracelets were streaming up the stairs.I wonder how they got them.The travels were ok to and back home.Anyway 1994 canceled show at the SPAC .Now it was great to see her there.

[Macfanforever]

Originally Posted by PastelGravel

I should put down some things before I forget them. Like I said above thanks to Lori and Sarah for the Edge walk help. Even tho I notified security about it before the show started (they had no idea) the guy near us was a total jerk and tried to ruin it. Sarah moved a chair in the frontrow so Tod and her and I could sneak in to beside Lori. It was a good plan until a drunk doofus outed us to security. Oh well, we still got our handshakes!!!!!!

She was really cute all night, very chatty. As it's been mentioned before, she got the red cape stuck and Kellianne had to come and untangle her. Her crescent moon necklace was hanging off her neck stuckto her bodice for all of Dreams. We tried to yell at her to let her know but she figured it out when she bent down. It reminded me of the video of her backstage in Tusk days where she talked about her Merlin scrimshaw necklace Don Henley gave her falling off and hanging off her waist. Haha.

My fave moments were Annable Lee and Moonlight by far. Was so cool to see them live and sing along with her to show our support. WAY too many people sitting. It was a bit of a disgrace. I mean it's the PIT people, what the hall were they doing there??? Unbelieveble. But I digress.

We all tried to get backstage at the end but got escorted away by security. Haha. Too funny, at least we tried. There was a police car involved but I'll let Ed tell that story

Nice to sit in the bar at that lovy hot with fellow Ledgies and discuss after. Enjoye it throughly! Off to NY now before heading back to Vancouver!

I'm glad you all got the magic handshakes.

[HejiraNYC]

I figured I should post about my 3.5-show mini-tour in this thread since Saratoga was the most recent show and I didn't want to start a new thread (you're welcome, Moderators ). In a word: EPIC. I know it's only been about five days on the road, but it feels like I've been on this odyssey... literally- Anna's Honda Odyssey (bah-dum-bum-bum)- covering seven states, a hurricane, floods, mountains, valleys, cities and everything in between. Despite all of the pitfalls and perils thrown in our path, it was as if some higher power was making sure that everything worked out in the end. What a fantastic trip!

Day 1: Good Morning America, Central Park, New York City - I guess this is technically the beginning and end of the journey. It was the calm before the big storm. And for some reason I felt like we were on the Titanic and Stevie was leading the band as it sank. Who cared about tomorrow when we had Stevie to ourselves on this glorious late August morning in the greatest city park anywhere? It really was as if we were at a picnic and Stevie was just up there doing her pre-show rituals. It was surprisingly intimate.

Days 2-3: Bethel Woods, NY (by way of Scranton, PA) - aka, D-day. Mayor Bloomberg had pre-emptively ordered the shuttering of the city's entire transportation network, including subways, buses and commuter rail in anticipation of the hurricane. Holy f***. I feared the worst- like the mad scramble of people rushing the bridges and tunnels on foot like in the movies. But the streets and avenues were surprisingly deserted. With a heavy heart, I realized that I would not be returning to the city after the Bethel show. Not only would the bridge/tunnel crossings be shuttered, I did not want to run the risk of being stranded due to flooding or falling trees. So I made the decision to ride out the storm in PA. Coincidentally, Anna was evacuated and ended up taking her parents and dogs to PA as well. In a sh** motel, no less, which was the only place available that was even remotely close to Bethel, which was still an hour's drive away. As Stevie herself called it, it really was the hurricane party show. Hurricane? What hurricane? Bring it on! It turned out to be a wonderful show vocally, if not a smidge subdued. Although the venue and setting were lovely, the crowd sucked donkey b@lls. The mostly silver-haired crowd couldn't be bothered to stand, even for the older songs. Accordingly, it was all too easy to beeline to the lip of the stage during the edge walk, despite the fact that the front row was cordonned off by a brass railing. Hand holding ensued. There were no words.

My only regret was not finding the time to go to the Scranton Mall and visit the Dunder Mifflin company store!

Day 4: Bank of America Pavilion, Boston There were many variables at play. Did I need to show up for work? Would the roads be flooded out? Would Anna have to take her parents and dogs on the tour? Would airports be shuttered? As it turned out, the roads leading to work were basically flooded out and power outtages were numerous; nobody was getting to work. In that spirit, I decided to bow out as well. Onwards to Boston!

What an amazing show! I would have to say it is up there in the Wiltern league. Seriously. For one thing, the Boston crowd is the rowdiest, most festive crowd anywhere, and Stevie was clearly loving it. It didn't hurt that the front row was allowed to stand at the stage for the duration of the show. I certainly did not have a front row ticket, nor did Anna, but we employed our loitering skills to great effect. The guards were checking tickets in the front row, but we wordlessly ran interference and dodged getting busted. It was almost as if we were in one of those cartoons in which the character puts a lampshade on his head to blend in with the scenery. We blended in (despite the fact that I stick out like a sore thumb in general) and were never hassled by the fuzz. Stevie was on fire and displayed a kind of manic intense energy that I had never seen from her - a complete 180-turn from Bethel. Hands were grasped; there were no words.


Day 5: SPAC, Saratoga Springs, NY - After the dizzying high of the previous night, it was back to the business of getting from Point A to Point B. After some last-minute tweaking, we mapped out a route from Boston to Saratoga Springs that took the scenic back country roads through New Hampshire and Vermont. What a way to spend the day! Or so we thought.

Things were going swimmingingly as we drove up from Massachusetts, through New Hampshire and into Vermont. In Brattleboro we stopped to take a short break and wandered into a cool little bookstore. The shopkeeper there then broke the bad news to us- many routes throughout the state were flooded out by the hurricane-related rains and were closed to traffic. Ugh. He suggested that we take an indirect route a bit north of our original trajectory. No biggie, I thought. As we headed up the recommended route, we encountered a roadblock and a state trooper that told us that we would have to take an even more northerly route. Really up north, like up near Rutland . Don't get me wrong; I love Vermont and it is gorgeous, but we didn't have all day to wander about the verdant mountain vistas. So we had to haul a$$ up and down hill and dale to finally reach the NY state line. Soon thereafter, yet another roadblock due to flooding. All told, it was a six-hour journey through the wildnerness of New England. But in the end we arrived at SPAC just as Michael Grimm was starting. Thank Buddah for Michael Grimm. I can't believe I just said that.

The SPAC is a terrible place. The pit is cordonned off very strictly. And there was literally 18 inches between the front row and the stage. Basically, if you weren't in the front row, you weren't gonna get up there for the edge walk. And similar to the Bethel crowd, the SPAC crowd was largely on the geriatric end of the age spectrum and lame, lame, lame. Most of the front row refused to stand at any point of the show, even for the Edge walk! Again, by some kind of divine guidance, I espied a couple of empty front row seats just diagonally down from my second row seat. Score! So for the third night in a row (fourth, if you count GMA), I was front row. I had to sit for the most of the show since I was apparently sitting in the land of the Lilliputians. At 5'7" I towered head and shoulders above everyone in my immediate vicinity. WTF??? I would say that this was a "stock" Stevie show. I didn't think she would pull out the stops again like she did in Boston. That being said, it was great in its own low-key way. One thing I must admit is that she really sounds consistently strong from night to night; however, for some reason she always has difficulty singing the first verse of "Moonlight."

Yes, we were booted out of SPAC due to "loitering." But the clueless security guard booted us out on the wrong side away from the parking lots. After some ambling around in the dark, a kind park policeman drove me to the parking lot. I told him jokingly that this was not the first time I'd ever been in the back of a squad car. Unfortunately, it was no joke!

Anyway, what would an odyssey be without all of the people you encounter along the way. It was great to see all the NY/NJ "regulars" again- Grace, Jason, Curtis, Mimi, etc., as well as new faces (to me) like Amlyn, Marissa, Vivfox, Skip, PastelGravel (I forgot your name! ), Eric51035681343 (whatever those numbers are), etc. Thank you for helping to make this journey an epic one not to be forgotten.

[PastelGravel]

Great re-cap Ed. It's Melody BTW (and Tod)

What a journey you guys have been on. Love it!

[SaraThePoet]

I am so glad someone else can echo the awesomeness of boston as opposed spac i sorry.we were both a those two shows and didnt get to meet though

[MacMan]

Originally Posted by HejiraNYC

I figured I should post about my 3.5-show mini-tour in this thread since Saratoga was the most recent show and I didn't want to start a new thread (you're welcome, Moderators ). In a word: EPIC.

Fun read! Thanks

[SNicksed]

By BETSY DEMARS
[email protected]


SARATOGA SPRINGS — Oh, to have a voice like that.

Raspy and edgy. Smooth but strong. So original.

Stevie Nicks has captured attention with the special tone of her voice for decades, and even now, at 63, that voice still rules the stage when Nicks is on it.

On tour showcasing her new album “In Your Dreams,” Nicks performed Tuesday night at Saratoga Performing Arts Center, nearly filling the amphitheater with devoted fans. (No lawn tickets available for this one.)

I took my 9-year-old daughter to the show, her first-ever concert. She was nearly the youngest there, although we did see a few other children tagging along with their parents, who were (my age) mid-30s or older. However, even I was among the younger members of the audience.

After sitting through most of the bluesy, soulful opening act Michael Grimm — last year’s America’s Got Talent winner — the anticipation of Nicks’ arrival on stage had us on our feet.

She started with the familiar “Stand Back,” garnering cheers as she sent her red, sparkly cape spinning around her. Those mystical movements continued to get reaction throughout the show, as she floated about the stage during instrumentals.

Nicks told us we were going on an “amazing journey together” through her new and old material. She said she felt her new stuff deserved to be heard. No one cheered for that, as most of us likely were looking forward to the nostalgic. But the mix worked.

Here’s why: that voice. “Soldier’s Angel,” born of a visit to Walter Reed Medical Center, “Moonlight (A Vampire’s Dream)” and the Edgar Allan Poe-inspired “Annabel Lee” captivated us despite their lack of familiarity.

Yes, we were diggin’ the new stuff, too. Still, we sat through those and got back on our feet for the classics: “Dreams,” Fleetwood Mac’s only No. 1 hit; “Gold Dust Woman,” complete with a partial wardrobe change into a gold shawl; and “Rhiannon.”

Other highlights included “Leather and Lace,” performed as a duet with her longtime voice coach, and “Landslide,” which Nicks said was her dad’s favorite song and featured tear-jerking photos of she and her father through the years on the screen behind her.

Her sense of humor, shown through at several points, first with a wardrobe malfunction (that sparkly red cape just wouldn’t detach), and later after pulling out the tambourine for “Ghosts are Gone” when she admitted it was hard to play and sing simultaneously, so she could only do it for one song.

She credited her band for keeping her on the beat and being so reliable, especially her longtime guitarist Waddy Wachtel, who ramped up the excitement for Nicks’ second-to-last number “Edge of Seventeen.” Altering her outfit for the last time and reappearing in a white dress, Nicks’ rendition of that song, the only one my daughter actually knew throughout the night, brought my sleepy girl back to her feet.

After the show, I asked my daughter what she thought of Nicks’ voice. “I thought it was Hannah Montana at first,” she said innocently. I guess Miley Cyrus, whose alter-ego on the Disney show is a famous pop star, does have that raspy quality to her voice, too.

Although I’m not sure we would have ever seen the Lady in Lace on a Disney show.

[michelej1]

Originally Posted by HejiraNYC

I had to sit for the most of the show since I was apparently sitting in the land of the Lilliputians. At 5'7" I towered head and shoulders above everyone in my immediate vicinity. WTF???

Stevie attracts mainly fans of her own height in that region.

Great adventure. Oh my goodness, your six hour drive, in moutainous, unfamiliar territory . . . I could not do it. Aside from fears about weather, my car, getting lost, and an accident I would also expect to be kidnapped and victimized in one of those Hills Have Eyes scenarios. Hmmm.

Michele

[J.Miller]

Originally Posted by HejiraNYC

I figured I should post about my 3.5-show mini-tour in this thread since Saratoga was the most recent show and I didn't want to start a new thread (you're welcome, Moderators ). In a word: EPIC. I know it's only been about five days on the road, but it feels like I've been on this odyssey... literally- Anna's Honda Odyssey (bah-dum-bum-bum)- covering seven states, a hurricane, floods, mountains, valleys, cities and everything in between. Despite all of the pitfalls and perils thrown in our path, it was as if some higher power was making sure that everything worked out in the end. What a fantastic trip!

Day 1: Good Morning America, Central Park, New York City - I guess this is technically the beginning and end of the journey. It was the calm before the big storm. And for some reason I felt like we were on the Titanic and Stevie was leading the band as it sank. Who cared about tomorrow when we had Stevie to ourselves on this glorious late August morning in the greatest city park anywhere? It really was as if we were at a picnic and Stevie was just up there doing her pre-show rituals. It was surprisingly intimate.

Days 2-3: Bethel Woods, NY (by way of Scranton, PA) - aka, D-day. Mayor Bloomberg had pre-emptively ordered the shuttering of the city's entire transportation network, including subways, buses and commuter rail in anticipation of the hurricane. Holy f***. I feared the worst- like the mad scramble of people rushing the bridges and tunnels on foot like in the movies. But the streets and avenues were surprisingly deserted. With a heavy heart, I realized that I would not be returning to the city after the Bethel show. Not only would the bridge/tunnel crossings be shuttered, I did not want to run the risk of being stranded due to flooding or falling trees. So I made the decision to ride out the storm in PA. Coincidentally, Anna was evacuated and ended up taking her parents and dogs to PA as well. In a sh** motel, no less, which was the only place available that was even remotely close to Bethel, which was still an hour's drive away. As Stevie herself called it, it really was the hurricane party show. Hurricane? What hurricane? Bring it on! It turned out to be a wonderful show vocally, if not a smidge subdued. Although the venue and setting were lovely, the crowd sucked donkey b@lls. The mostly silver-haired crowd couldn't be bothered to stand, even for the older songs. Accordingly, it was all too easy to beeline to the lip of the stage during the edge walk, despite the fact that the front row was cordonned off by a brass railing. Hand holding ensued. There were no words.

My only regret was not finding the time to go to the Scranton Mall and visit the Dunder Mifflin company store!

Day 4: Bank of America Pavilion, Boston There were many variables at play. Did I need to show up for work? Would the roads be flooded out? Would Anna have to take her parents and dogs on the tour? Would airports be shuttered? As it turned out, the roads leading to work were basically flooded out and power outtages were numerous; nobody was getting to work. In that spirit, I decided to bow out as well. Onwards to Boston!

What an amazing show! I would have to say it is up there in the Wiltern league. Seriously. For one thing, the Boston crowd is the rowdiest, most festive crowd anywhere, and Stevie was clearly loving it. It didn't hurt that the front row was allowed to stand at the stage for the duration of the show. I certainly did not have a front row ticket, nor did Anna, but we employed our loitering skills to great effect. The guards were checking tickets in the front row, but we wordlessly ran interference and dodged getting busted. It was almost as if we were in one of those cartoons in which the character puts a lampshade on his head to blend in with the scenery. We blended in (despite the fact that I stick out like a sore thumb in general) and were never hassled by the fuzz. Stevie was on fire and displayed a kind of manic intense energy that I had never seen from her - a complete 180-turn from Bethel. Hands were grasped; there were no words.


Day 5: SPAC, Saratoga Springs, NY - After the dizzying high of the previous night, it was back to the business of getting from Point A to Point B. After some last-minute tweaking, we mapped out a route from Boston to Saratoga Springs that took the scenic back country roads through New Hampshire and Vermont. What a way to spend the day! Or so we thought.

Things were going swimmingingly as we drove up from Massachusetts, through New Hampshire and into Vermont. In Brattleboro we stopped to take a short break and wandered into a cool little bookstore. The shopkeeper there then broke the bad news to us- many routes throughout the state were flooded out by the hurricane-related rains and were closed to traffic. Ugh. He suggested that we take an indirect route a bit north of our original trajectory. No biggie, I thought. As we headed up the recommended route, we encountered a roadblock and a state trooper that told us that we would have to take an even more northerly route. Really up north, like up near Rutland . Don't get me wrong; I love Vermont and it is gorgeous, but we didn't have all day to wander about the verdant mountain vistas. So we had to haul a$$ up and down hill and dale to finally reach the NY state line. Soon thereafter, yet another roadblock due to flooding. All told, it was a six-hour journey through the wildnerness of New England. But in the end we arrived at SPAC just as Michael Grimm was starting. Thank Buddah for Michael Grimm. I can't believe I just said that.

The SPAC is a terrible place. The pit is cordonned off very strictly. And there was literally 18 inches between the front row and the stage. Basically, if you weren't in the front row, you weren't gonna get up there for the edge walk. And similar to the Bethel crowd, the SPAC crowd was largely on the geriatric end of the age spectrum and lame, lame, lame. Most of the front row refused to stand at any point of the show, even for the Edge walk! Again, by some kind of divine guidance, I espied a couple of empty front row seats just diagonally down from my second row seat. Score! So for the third night in a row (fourth, if you count GMA), I was front row. I had to sit for the most of the show since I was apparently sitting in the land of the Lilliputians. At 5'7" I towered head and shoulders above everyone in my immediate vicinity. WTF??? I would say that this was a "stock" Stevie show. I didn't think she would pull out the stops again like she did in Boston. That being said, it was great in its own low-key way. One thing I must admit is that she really sounds consistently strong from night to night; however, for some reason she always has difficulty singing the first verse of "Moonlight."

Yes, we were booted out of SPAC due to "loitering." But the clueless security guard booted us out on the wrong side away from the parking lots. After some ambling around in the dark, a kind park policeman drove me to the parking lot. I told him jokingly that this was not the first time I'd ever been in the back of a squad car. Unfortunately, it was no joke!

Anyway, what would an odyssey be without all of the people you encounter along the way. It was great to see all the NY/NJ "regulars" again- Grace, Jason, Curtis, Mimi, etc., as well as new faces (to me) like Amlyn, Marissa, Vivfox, Skip, PastelGravel (I forgot your name! ), Eric51035681343 (whatever those numbers are), etc. Thank you for helping to make this journey an epic one not to be forgotten.

You are living my dreams, thanks for posting.

[jannieC]

Ed, I loved reading your recap- thank you for taking the time to write it all out.

[kitten]

stevie slayed me with soldier's angel last nite.. my 2nd favorite part was when she said that as a singer she had nothing to do so she started playing tambourine so she wouldn't "just stand up here like an idiot".. LMAO as if..

here are a couple of pics.. i wasn't having much luck in that department..



maybe some of you are in here?







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[IMG] photo of myself while stevie was squeezing my hands [IMG]
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sounds like i was really near a few of you.. i was one of the lucky ones with a row A pit seat. i was standing all nite.. about 5 feet tall with long hair, a black tanktop and a grin from ear to ear..

[gldstwmn]

Originally Posted by HejiraNYC

Day 5: SPAC, Saratoga Springs, NY -

Things were going swimmingingly as we drove up from Massachusetts, through New Hampshire and into Vermont. In Brattleboro we stopped to take a short break and wandered into a cool little bookstore. The shopkeeper there then broke the bad news to us- many routes throughout the state were flooded out by the hurricane-related rains and were closed to traffic.

OMG you guys went to SPAC via Brattleboro? I'm surprised you didn't switch to a boat for that part of the trip. That's dedication.

[SNicksed]

Thank you, kitten! I am the one in the brown t-shirt. Is it okay if I repost one of the pics to my facebook page?

[greendaze5]

The SPAC show was pretty much like the others, except for Stevie’s red cape getting stuck to the back of her dress after ‘Stand Back’; her wardrobe lady had to come out to help Stevie unhook it.

Cool to hear ‘Leather and Lace’ finally! The audience really cheered for that one. I think Stevie’s memory’s a little selective though. She mentioned that because she can’t get Don Henley to always come sing it with her onstage, she never really did the song live. Hello?! ‘L and L’ was done on the ‘Bella Donna’, ‘WH’, and ‘RAL’ tours!

Loved ‘Moonlight’ – my fave from ‘IYD’.

Don’t know if this was mentioned before - but you can get a signed copy of ‘IYD’ at the merch booth for a measly $30.