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Nick Krewen - The Spectator (Hamilton), Nov. 1989
A hot Winter was cooled off a little early last
night.
Legendary blues guitarist Johnny Winter was forced
to cut his set short by a song after tempers flared at Dallas on Barton
Street East where he played to a sold-out crowd of 750.
The 45-year-old Texan wasn't hurt or endangered
in any of the three scuffles that occurred during his encore, but his road
manager played it safe and had Winter escorted back to his tour bus, protected
by a bevy of bodyguards, after he finished his second number of a three
song run.
The situation was quickly brought under control
by Dallas staff, but when you think about it, the blues is the most selfishly
indulgent type of music around—a genre where the musician calls his own
shots; a music that incites passion.
The blues is an art form that one doesn't perform
as much as own. It's that personal stamp that fosters reputations, and
Winter's two-decade status as one of the hottest American guitarists was
proven in a combustible tally of firebrand licks and steamy grit.
For a little over an hour Winter and sidemen Jon
Paris on bass and harp and Tom Compton on drums cooked up a storm, with
fast, furious blues licks and the thundering roar of Winter’s harsh vocals.
After initially heating things up with a jam, the show really clicked when
Winter launched into Boney Maronie, an old standard he's played since the
early ‘70s.
Winter reached even further back into the vaults
for Chuck Berry’s Johnny B. Goode, but built up the solo to a point where
it stood on its own as an almost different song.
The differences between Winter and his opening
act, local blues unit Guitar Mikey And The Real Thing, were almost as dramatic
In fact, Mikey was downright polite about the whole thing, and although
he was technically perfect and proved him-self to be an above-average instrumentalist,
his hour-long set was a little too clean and pure. But he is a fine guitarist,
and his venturing into the crowd for an elongated solo was a welcome diversion
from the routine of watching an artist stand frozen behind a microphone
all night long.
Guitar Mikey should also be commended for his
dynamic range of louds and softs that highlighted his sensitivity. It was
the only thing lacking in Winter’s otherwise perfect set.
Yes indeed, Johnny Winter is still alive and will,
thank you very much.
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