Sunday, July 4, 2010
4th of July, Asbury Park
A few years ago, I had a rather remarkable opportunity to visit and write about the Stone Pony, one of the best known rock venues in the world. Birthplace of the influential "Asbury Sound", it's one of the only venues in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Springsteen has played there since the 70s, usually unannounced, (and he's played there more than anywhere else in his career).
When I asked the doorman about the people he'd met, ("Pocket" who I was soon told had virtualy volunteered his supervisory services for over a decade, just because he likes to), he said laughingly, "I knew Bon Jovi before he was Bon Jovi and Sebastian Bach before he could drink." To call it a club seems, well, just right actually. It helped define the term.
One side of the place opens to the ocean; even when you're outside, the performers are only a short distance away. I'm talking Mike Ness with Bruce Springsteen within 10 feet folks. The experience changed the way I look at music and the way I play music, for good.
I arrived late in a late summer Friday afternoon. It was only reluctantly that I left on Monday, having come very close to legends, going native and death by hurricaine. What started as an interview turned into a immersive crash-course in Rock and Roll. I think I learned as much in those four days as I have in some years.
Posted by Ramblin Liz at 8:31 AM