My Allman stories: although I didn’t know them personally, my band members did. They invited us onstage in Cincy sometime after Duane’s death. We hung out with them, but the incident I most remember was in Hollywood when I was at the Tropicana Motel when a green Vette rolled up and Greg got out. He was wasted, and tried to get a Coke out of the machine but couldn’t so I had to put the quarter in for him. “awwww, thanks man” he drawled, then went upstairs to do drugs with the late Dallas Taylor, CSNY drummer.
Thanks, man - great story.
Have been an Allman junkie since growing up in Florida in the 70s - seen them and iterations of them many, many times - never a bad show, ever.
I still spin vinyl, and Live at Fillmore East is my fav (above even Electric Ladyland and Horses).
And Manassas
“It doesn’t matter”
iohnnys garden
Hippie meets country with southern historical reference on the cover
Hippie Stills was
He was still southern
Folks today get lost over that
I met Gregg Allman twice myself
One at the Oar House on Anna Maria Key outside Bradenton where they played to an intimate crowd on the beach literally 1977
Another time at Club Tanga in Tampa.....big shock right
Tanga was a very raunchy strip joint earl 80s
He had a big head like many celebs
He sure nailed it as the bad guy in Rush
My attorneys and bank are on the grounds where he and Duane went to MILITARY school in Lebanon TN
Statesboro Blues....a rare non Mississippi blues standard is my favorite hat tip Willie
What Duane did to the opening riff
Duane was seriously sullied by both the Arness affair and ratting on Scooter
He is pretty rough around the edges
Betts who I actually knew through his 90s guitar player is much more accessible but quick to fight
Shoulda been a Hells Angel