The gamecock. (Columbia, S.C.) 1908-2006, February 03, 1975, Page Page 12, Image 15
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mainly because of lack of anything
better to review. Besides, with the
concert depression in Columbia, I
wasn't sure whether I would have
any other major concert to review
in-the Coliseum this spring. I was
also curious to see what Funk was
like in 1975.
From the beginning, though, an
omen of doom hung over the
concert. While walking down the
Taw School steps we came across
wo kids, no older than thirteen,
;moking pot and drinking PJ. With
Ihis disgusting sight it seemed only
too obvious that the future
!ossibilities of enjoying myself
'ere bleak.
The complimentary ticket I
received to review the show was in
a nightmare position on the front
row, directly in front of the stage's
htuge concert system. Realizing
Liat my poorly positioned seating
arrangements would result in a
deafening earache during the
course of the concert unless I was
able to block the sonic sound
vibrations by some artificial
neanh, I made a strategic retreat
to the men's room.
While stuffing my ears with
pieces of paper towel, another
pathetic sight almost caused to to
ieave the concert permanently. In
plain view, five GIs were shooting
smack. It was a miracle how they
were even able to stand. Before
'eaving, I helped one of them over
to the sink so that he could spend
he night deciding whether he was
going to puke his guts out or watch
the pretty water trickling out of the
faucet.
Eric Burdon's new band was the
pening act of the night. Judging
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few knew or even cared who
Burdon was.
Just in passing, Eric Burdon had
been one of the most dynamic rock
personalities of the 60's and early
70's. His contribution to music
through his founding of the two
groups War and The Animals, has
had a lasting effect of music to this
day.
Burdon's new group consisted of
three black musicians on lead
guitar, drums and bass, a white
piano player and himself on vocals.
The style of music was very un
traditional of Burdon, featuring
hard rock that focused on the lead
guitar.
The fifty minute set included
eight songs, almost evenly divided
between new material and old
Animal songs. The new songs are
hardly 1worth mentioning and the
old Animal numbers barely
received a reaction from an
unknowledgeable audience.
Burdon's new arrangements of
"Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood"
and his low key bluesey in
terpretation of "House of the
Rising Sun" were terrible.
However, my faith in Burdon was
renewed with his gutsy singing of
"It's My Life" and "The Real Me."
Even though Burdon looked
rundown in appearance as well as
ego, he still commands respect
with that marvelous roughhouse
voice of his that has become his
trademark.
The band ended their set with a
pure rock and roller called
"Moving" that proved to be a real
classic since Burdon has never
been known to play that kind of
music well. It was unfortunate
that the majority of the audience
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was too young to remember
Burdon or know of his career
because they might have ap
preciated his music more.
After a thirty-five minute delay
Grand Funk made their ap
pearance onstage to be greeted by
8,000 screaming fans. With this
kind of welcome, there could be no
doubt who this crowd paid their
money to see.
The stage setup was simply
designed and enormous amounts of
dancing space for Mark Farner
were provided. The organ was
placed in the extreme left hand
corner of the stage with the drums
positioned centersta e. A movie
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screen was rigged over the top of
the stage and was used to introduce
some songs and supposedly give us
insight into the background of
Funk by providing a short film on
their individual life styles.
Grand Funk began their set with
"Footstomping Music" featuring
Mel Schacher's bass and a short
haired, bare chested Mark Farner
on guitar. What followed next was
a panoramic display of Grand
Funk's top forty hits including
"Nothing But a Party," "I'm Your
Captain", "Heartbreaker," "Some
Kind of Wonderful", Shining On",
"Loco-Motion", "All the Girls in
the World Beware", "We're An
American Band", "Inside Looking
Out" and the encore song, "Gimme
Shelter".
While I personally disliked them,
the effect of Funk's stage per
formance on the audience was
overwhelming and they absorbed
the music and always came back
for more.
"We are loud," explained Mark
Farner, "because we are creating
an atmosphere in which there is
nothing but the music, so it all
becomes physical and you've got to
groove along with it because it is
all that exists. We're taking the
kids out, away from their parents,
their environments, where the only
reality is the beat and the
rhythm."
Whether the reader believes this
garbage or not is immaterial. The
fact that the audience bought it
hook, line and sinker is what hurts.
- Grand Funk's stage antics were
much more composed Friday night
than they were when I saw them in
1970. Farner still struts, around on
stage, but it is done in a more
sophisticated, rich-man's manner.
The group dresses better as their
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glittery silk costumes would
suggest.
Craig Frost's keyboards and Mel
Schacher's bass lines were of the
most interest to me. Don Brewer's
drumming was nothing short of
horrible. He's got to be one of the
worst on the music scene today.
No one can deny that Grand
Funk knows how to excite an
audience and then increase that
level of excitement with -ach
successive song. With their final
numbers of "We're An American
Band" and "Inside Looking Out"
the excitement reached its climax.
There was little doubt about the
return of the band for an encore.
With the American flag glit
tering on the huge light display
behind them, Funk ended the night
with their version of the Rolling
Stone's "Gimme Shelter".
Grand Funk is the epitome of the
American spirit today, where four
youngsters from Detroit can
become rich by ripping off their
fellow Americans through what
they call music. Over 8,000 people
paid an average of $5.50 a ticket to
see them "do their thing." In
addition to that, the group made an
extra bundle of money selling
Grand Funk teeshirts at $4.00
apiece and badges, posters and
stickers from 50 cents to $1.00
apiece. Yes, indeed, they are an
American band.
But let us remember that the
people who bought tickets did get
their money's worth in their
opinion, as they lo~ved every
minute of the show. With the
average age of the crowd being
around 16, I'm not sure how much
weight their opinions carry.
Grand Funk cannot be criticized
very much concert-wise as they do
what they set out to do very well.