Flying grizzlies
When I moved from Boston to Montana in 1990 and reported to friends back East about the musical scene here, I was almost sheepish in my surprised pride: we had two or three of the best bar-bands I’d ever heard. I was having more fun listening to live music than I had in the city in years.
The best of those bands, Billy Waldo and the Flying Grizzlies, reunited this past Saturday for a benefit concert in Red Lodge. They sounded as good as ever, reminding me that my judgement of 15 years ago was valid.
I’d expected Waldo’s gravelly-melodic leadership, the incredible musical talent and energy of harmonica player Lee Moran, and the group’s always-outstanding rhythm section. I was not disappointed. But I’d forgotten about (and thus was pleasantly surprised by) the band’s great guitarists, including Scotty B and Todd Loughrie.
These days Todd has his own blog, and (as I tried to shout at him over the din on Saturday night), I hope he soon posts there some of the pictures he took.
Join the discussion at
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The best of those bands, Billy Waldo and the Flying Grizzlies, reunited this past Saturday for a benefit concert in Red Lodge. They sounded as good as ever, reminding me that my judgement of 15 years ago was valid.
I’d expected Waldo’s gravelly-melodic leadership, the incredible musical talent and energy of harmonica player Lee Moran, and the group’s always-outstanding rhythm section. I was not disappointed. But I’d forgotten about (and thus was pleasantly surprised by) the band’s great guitarists, including Scotty B and Todd Loughrie.
These days Todd has his own blog, and (as I tried to shout at him over the din on Saturday night), I hope he soon posts there some of the pictures he took.
Join the discussion at
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/johnclaytonoutreach/, or let me know your thoughts via info at johnclaytonbooks (and you can fill in the rest).
