Southside Johnny and The Asbury Jukes: -I LOVE MUSIC MIDTOWN X-
When I was a kid, I used to try to sneak into The Stone Pony in Jersey to hear
Southside Johnny and The Asbury Jukes. To me, they were the fucking coolest. They
were rock and roll. They had a horn section. They had guitars. They had a rhythm
section. To me, little Yonkers kid that I was, they were the biggest band in the
world, or at least they had the most people. I never got in, but I could sure
as fuck stand outside and shake my ass. People walking in thought I was fucking
crazy, but what did I care? It was Jersey anyway. -Southside Johnny and The Asbury
Jukes was the launching pad for Bruce Springsteen. Without sounding too kiss ass,
Southside Johnny and The Asbury Jukes have totally influenced the music we hear
today with no fucking credit. –Imagine if you will, my fucking glee at finding
out they were going to be in Georgia at Music Midtown X. When I found this out,
I just fell in total love with Music Midtown X. Bringing Southside Johnny down
from Jersey shows that the organizers of MMX were totally committed to bringing
a total music experience to Atlanta in the middle of the Georgia heat. MMX may
not have brought the most famous bands, it may not have brought us the ones that
made the most money, but it sure as fuck brought us the ones that were most important
to the music that we hear on the radio today.
Johnny and the boys were fucking hot-literally and musically. I know he was wishing
that he had not worn that fucking black t-shirt. It did not matter how much anyone
was sweating. That show fucking kicked ass. Out of all of Music Midtown X, the
Southside Johnny show was the only one I went to where there were FOUR encores.
Most of the crowds at the shows were eager to get to the next band-no matter how
good they were. –Nobody wanted to let Johnny and his crew get off stage,
and who could fucking blame them? It was beautiful- a stage filled with musicians.
Good old fashioned rock and roll, and a classic American band. I have to admit-I
would still try to sneak into the Stone Pony to see them years later. If you missed
them at MMX, you fucked up. Try harder next time. If you saw them, you know what
I am talking about.
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