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BY CHUCK CROMER
Entertainment Writer
The TV rock concerts have had
a profound effect on the music
business. For me, however, the
effect has been negative. In my
opinion it is one of the worst
things to have happened in the
music business in the last two
years.
For background information,
the TV rock shows I refer to are
In Concert, Midnight Special and
Don Kirschner's Rock Concert.
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The best effect of the TV rock
concert has been its giving the
rock musician tremendous
exposure. A musician 'can. be
seen by more people when he
does one TV concert than he
could if he did an extensive live
concert tour on the road. Ac
cordingly, it allows people to see
groups they never may be able to
see in person. In the past, the
music fan would be able only to
associate a record with a name
while now he can associate the
record with a group's ap
pearance on TV.
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halls. They had
to survive.
For those people who can't
afford to pay the admission price
to see the group in live concert,
the TV concert is the next best
thing. It's also a cheap date.
These also have made rock
music a multi-billion dollar
business. With more exposure
and publicity, an artist can sell
more records. The more records
he sells, the more money
everyone connected with the
business makes. Now, after just
a few TV concerts, a musician
can go the "rags to riches"
routine in a brief time.
Now for the bad points
Because of TV exposure, groups
charge more money to perform
live. This causes the ticket
prices to go up. In the past two
years, ticket prices have
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doubled, and in some cases,
tripled. Because of TV mostly,
groups that charged $5,000 a
concert eighteen months ago
now are charging between
$15,000 to $20,000 to perform
today. The biggest problem of
all is that promoters are paying
these prices for an artist's
services.
Another problem of TV rock
shows is so many groups per
form horribly on them. When
these shows first aired, the
groups generally performed
well. Very rarely anymore are
there any good shows. Several
shows come to mind. The shows
that had Argent, Johnny Winter,
T. Rex, Allman Brothers, Doobie
Brothers, Uriah Heep on tape,
were horrid. Could these bands
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be as bad as all that?
Musical groups mostly put on
acts on TV to make one like
them. In the old days, they used
to play their music naturally, but
not now. Being natural doesn't
see; putons do. In essence, most
groups have sold out for the
money--themselves and us.
One of my major complaints
against the TV concert is we lose
that one-to-one contact with the
musician. Before TV rock came
along, these musicians were
playing small halls. They had to
be good to survive.
Now the same artists play in
large coliseums and do a routine
fifty-minute set where they don't
even think of a one-to-one con
tact with the audience. In the
past, we would beg for an encore
and on almost always they would
honor our pleads. Today, in
many shows, or pleas go
unanswered.
A person used to be in heaven
just to say that he or she saw the
Allman Brothers in concert.
Now it's no big thing. All one has
to do now is turn the TV on
around midnight and watch any.
one of the three rock shows. His
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Explosion
BY WILLIAM WELSH
Entertainment Writer
Last sunday night at Carolina I
witnessed an explosion-a
musical explosion ignited by the
white god of blues and rock,
Johnny Winter. The atmosphere
was right--a packed coliseum
twitching with anticipation.
Brownsville Station, a warm
up group for Winter, hit rock
bottom and then crystallized as
cheerleaders. But as fans know,
any court jester sounds good
while waiting for a king.
Winter popped out from a puff
of smoke, the nativity of a raging
fire to continue throughout the
concert. Winter's entourage of
songs ranged from "Highway 61
Revisited" to "Jumping Jack
Flash"; Winter's genius
stampeded the audience when
he got down to the nitty gritty
blues. He and his guitar were
sole performers.
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chances are better than 50-50
that within a month his group
will be on one of the shows,
singing his latest Top 40 single.
If you're really lucky he may
even be on twice in one night.
I leave you here with the great
heartbreaker of my life. Several
months ago Shawn Phillips
appeared on In Concert. I was
almost in tears after watching
his set. He had a five man band
playing with him that destroyed
my, and probably his, con
centration. His set was in
terrupted by two commercials.
Two years ago Shawn Phillips
performed for our Spring Thing
at Township Auditorium. He
was on stage for three hours and
except for his last song, he was
all alone up there. During that
time he captivated the audience
of 2800 people. Shawn never
appeared in a hurry; he was one
of the most relaxed performers
I've ever seen.
He was on a one-to-one basis
with the audience. That was the
way everyone, including Shawn
wanted it. It truly hurt me to see
him in an unnatural position on
TV. Do you see what the TV rock
shows have done to him?
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ater Festival
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any five films; all seven may be
viewed, the remaining two ata $1
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Season tickets are available at
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A bonus to all ticket holders is
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which time "A Star Is Born,"
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Films may be viewed in
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Of Winter
The stage was blue from mood
and light. Winter's light show
reminded me of psychedelic
railroad signals, especially when
he did "Silver Train." I felt I
was on a trip, never to land
without a return ticket. And
when Winter blurted out "Rock
and Roll Hootchie Koo" he made
Rick Derringer sound like Little
Lord Fauntleroy.
The entire show was powerful
yet mellow--it's music that hits
you in the gut.
When he did "Can't You Fecl
It" I felt a sarcastic overtone; I
was sitting right under the
speaker boom.
Johnny Winter got three
curtain calls Sunday night
each time the crowd more
demanding. On the last call,
matches fired up, chants were in
unison and Winter returned,
performed "Rock Me Baby" and
departed.
I left a raw nerve, but feeling
good.