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Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers at the Gorge 06.12.10

 

 

Tom Petty at the Gorge 6.12.10

The beautiful evening came and went.   Tom and the Heartbreakers played another amazing show with lots of new stuff from MOJO, old favorites, and a few surprises.   If I could only just focus on the show, and not some of the negativity that happened before, during and after, I would feel better about writing this. 

I decided to delete most of the bitching here and write directly to the Greed Machine, a.k.a. Ticketmaster, Tom Petty’s site (where they have concert reviews submitted by fans who attended the show) and LiveNation. 

We sent Boy to Grandma and Grandpa’s, and sent our very excited dog to his sitter.  Off we went, packed like the Joads. 

I always breathe a big sigh of relief when I get over the pass.  I feel claustrophobic on the Western side of the state.  It’s been cloudy nine months straight.  I feel like a big grey blanket is hanging over my head.  As soon as we hit Cle Elum, the bright blue sky opened up.  The little puffy, white clouds dotted across the vast blue canvas reminded us of the opener to The Simpsons. 

We stopped in Cle Elum for some good lunch at the the local Mexican restaurant, Los Cabos.  We then hit Safeway for some dinner food and campground snacks.

The rest of the drive was relaxing and very enjoyable.  We loved watching the temperature gauge of the truck rise to 83 degress as we drove through Vantage and across the massive bridge over the Columbia River.  The desert air does me good.

Cave B

Cave B Grounds

Cave B Tasting Room

As we neared George, we decided to take a side trip to Cave B Winery.  It is located just left of the Gorge entrance.  There is a nice tasting room and patio area, as well as a beautiful courtyard adorned with grape vines.  It sits right on the edge of the cliff overlooking the Columbia.  There is a small hotel and restaurant, and rooms are built right into the cliffside, partially underground.  We wanted to get a room there, but they are booked well in advance.  Instead, we purchased a couple of wine glasses and did some tasting.  I would recommend the riesling.  There were other whites that were equally delicious and sweet.  The reds were dry and velvety. 

We wanted to walk down to the hotel (I had a fantasy that we’d walk in and see Tom and the boys hanging out in the lobby – yeah, right!), but thought we’d better get to the Gorge and set up the truck.  We went all White Trash on this trip.  We brought our Explorer, a foam mattress, a ripped sheet for curtains, and a tent fly for shade attached to the hatchback.  It actually works pretty well!  It’s a little quieter sleeping in the truck than in a tent.  Someday, we’ll get the ’63 Bus fixed and roll it out to the Gorge. 

We arrived at the line for camping around 2:30.  We didn’t get to our campsite until 3:30.  Hence, the bitching.  I could understand if it were 6:00 and the last-minute crowds arriving.  We were not happy campers by the time we parked the truck.  We were thankful we were no longer in line, though, and quickly set up camp along a little fence overlooking the rest of the camp area.  We relaxed in our low canvas chairs for a bit before making delicious, icy mojitos with mint from our garden.  We also enjoyed sandwiches with a Cuban mustard sauce we purchased at Cave B.   After lots of water and some more food, we started packing for our treck to the amphitheatre. 

View from Campsite

We could still see people arriving on the road at 5:30, stranded in a long line of cars and trucks.  Not good.  They would not get to the show on time, guaranteed. 

We took a shuttle bus that dropped us off about 100 yards or so from the main ticket entrance.  I’m glad we took the bus this time, as it is at least 1/2 mile walk down to the entrance to the amphitheatre.  It’s pretty dusty, and one feels like cattle after awhile.  We again arrived at a standstill.  There were no lines formed; just mass humanity, hundreds of people just stopped.  We stood and shuffled forward toward the ticket entrance for about an hour in the sun.  It’s never been that bad in our 15+ years of coming to the Gorge.  Once at the gate, we made it through quickly with no other problems.  And no one peed or barfed on us, so we felt lucky.

By now, though, it was 8:00.  Joe Cocker was supposed to start at 7:30, but apparently they held up the show knowing most of the people were still waiting to get inside!  Right as we started down toward our seats, we heard him start playing.  He began with Leave Your Hat On!  What a sexy song.  He belted it out.  He had a great group of backup singers and a beautiful bass player.  They rocked the show with a short, but sweet set of about 5 songs, including a couple of Beatles covers. 

Joe Cocker

He could scream just like the old days, but looked like life and  food have treated him pretty well (or not, depending on how you look at him!).

 We enjoyed listening to him, but I kept looking at the left side of the stage and wondered how tenth row seats could feel this far back.  Tenth row center is definitely not the same as tenth row far left.  I couldn’t see a giant section of the stage, which worried and angered me.  We paid an egregious amount of money for these seats and there was no explanation or warning on the ticket site about obstructed views.  Again, we were unhappy, but we decided at least we could move in and out of our seats without having to climb over anyone. 

After a fairly brief intermission, the lights dimmed, the sun set, and Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers burst into their second night with Kings Highway.  I love that song.  I love Mike’s repetitive guitar riff and slide up the octaves at the end of the song.  Ahh, we made it!  We could now just sit back and enjoy the show.  All the annoyances of the afternoon drifted off, and we were ready to just listen, watch, and soak it all in. 

Tom in Blue

Tom was wearing a royal blue velvet blazer, a vest and dark shirt.  He had light jeans and brown boots.  His hair was cut at collar length and he had a beard.  Mike Campell had a dark blue shirt with white ovals on it, which I later realized were little galaxies.  His matching tie had moons, suns and stars on it.  I couldn’t see Benmont or Steve, the drummer;  just Steve’s drumstick and a cymbal.  Ron and Scott were dressed in darker clothes.  I believe Scott had a blazer or suit jacket on.

Here’s the set list, copied from www.tompetty.com

Encore

 

Tom and the boys were so energetic, still so dynamic.  I would get the binoculars out and just watch their interaction with each other, with the crowd.  They would make gestures or raise their eyebrows and smile at each other.  You could tell they have such a strong bond after all these years.  They were genuine; the real deal.  The new music from MOJO was readily accepted, and I can tell a few will become part of their classic hits collection. 

During You Don’t Know How It Feels, Tom would interact with Steve.  On Tom’s cue, Steve would hit the drums hard, stop, hit ‘em again.  Tom would “direct” him by throwing his arms out to the side, hold them up, let them drop, and Steve would react with a loud bang.  The crowd would cheer every time.

Free Fallin’ was a nice, slow acoustic rendition.  Tom played his acoustic guitar under one spotlight.  The audience sang along, repeating the lines.  It was beautiful. 

Drivin’ Down to Georgia: I heard that one only once before.  I remember it clearly because it was the first time I’d seen him live, and it was at the Gorge.  It was May 5, 1995, and  I didn’t know it at the time, but I was pregnant with my son.  That song was so different, kinda southern bluesy; and I enjoyed watching Tom emulate a peach tree…Georgia peaches hangin’ from the tree. 

 I love the old favorites, but missed some of my personal favorites,  the ones that didn’t get any radio airplay, such as Wild One Forever, It’ll All Work Out, Blue Sunday or No Second Thoughts. 

Wish I had better pics to share.  Just too far away for my little camera this time.

June 20, 2010 - Posted by | Concert Season 2010, Music, The Gorge Amphitheatre, Tom Petty | , , ,

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