From: billp61@earth.execpc.com (Bill Pagel)
Newsgroups: rec.music.dylan
Subject: October 6, 1995 Jacksonville, Florida - Set List
Date: Sat, 07 Oct 1995 06:32:40 GMT
October 6, 1995 Jacksonville, Florida - Riverview Music Shed
1. Drifter's Escape
2. If You See Her, Say Hello
3. All Along The Watchtower
4. Every Grain Of Sand
5. Born In Time
6. Silvio
7. Tangled Up In Blue (acoustic)
8. Masters Of War (acoustic)
9. To Ramona (acoustic)
10. God Knows
11. In The Garden
12. Jokerman
(encore)
13. Alabama Getaway
14. The Times They Are A-Changin' (acoustic)
15. Rainy Day Women Nos. 12 & 35
(Thanks to Christine Consolvo for the preceding information)
I have posted the cue sheet from this show to the
"Bob Links" web page. The page is located at:
http://www.execpc.com/~billp61/boblink.html
Bill Pagel
billp61@earth.execpc.com
Date: Sat, 7 Oct 1995 01:22:01 -0400
From: Richard Pearlman (YazooSt@AOL.COM)
Subject: Jacksonville Setlist
1. Drifter's Escape
2. If You See Her Say Hello
3. All Along the Watchtower
4. Every Grain of Sand
5. Born In Time
6. Silvio
7. @Tangled Up In Blue
8. @Masters of War
9. @To Ramona
10. God Knows
11. In the Garden
12. Jokerman
13. Alabama Getaway
14. @The Times They Are A-Changin'
15. Rainy Day Women #'s 12 & 35
All in all a great show. Bucky Baxter played great on the two
"Christian-era" songs. Tangled and Ramona were nice surprises after the
redundancy of the acoustic sets this month. The UTRS songs were well played
(but I think God Knows is past its prime live), Born in Time has some real
depth and was nice next to Every Grain. The Jokerman closer was great,
although no one in the crowd seemed to know it (when was the last time this
was played?). Alabama Getaway (a Grateful Dead song) was amazing- but if
you're not a Dead fan you probably don't care. Jackson was grinning
ear-to-ear during this, just like when he was playing with Dickey Bets last
week. Times was a fine sub for Ain't Me/Back Pages, as Dylan plays his "big
hits" less and less, I find them more and more palatable. RDW, as usual, was
a huge crowd pleaser, but ultimately stupid, a throaway closer.
Date: Sat, 7 Oct 1995 06:00:56 GMT
From: anon (kayaker@USA.PIPELINE.COM)
Subject: JAX FL Concert report
Dylan and band took the stage at roughly 900n pm and tore the house down.
If you are on the fence about going to any of his shows, all I can say is,
Dont miss him. I dont have a full set list but he played for roughly two
hours. The drums were thundering and it was an all out sonic attack.
Dylan seemed to be in a talkative mood he thanked the audience several
times between numbers and gave a pretty clear introduction of the band.
In no particular order and by no means complete i didnt have pen and pencil
with me.
Down in the flood
All along the watchtower
Masters of war
Silvio
Tangled up in Blue
Every grain of Sand
in the Garden
Jokerman
Alabama Getaway
Date: Sat, 7 Oct 1995 23:17:06 -0500
From: Richard Batey (richardb@AMARANTH.AMARANTH.COM)
Subject: 6 Oct 95 Jax, FL Set List
After fleeing Hurricane Opal, we found refuge in Jacksonville, FL.
Serendipity: the faculty of finding valuable or agreeable things not
sought for. Saw Dylan show Oct. 6, 1995 at the Riverview Music Shed in
Jax. I don't have the energy (just got back to Pensacola) to critique
the show as some on this list so masterfully do, so here is a bare-bones
review:
Location: Riverview Music Shed, Jacksonville, FL. The Dylan show was the
first event held here. The Shed is a 'converted' shipyard building with a
concrete floor & tin roof. The capacity (folding seats) is about 3,100. The
rear of the Shed is open and looks out onto a boardwalk/bulkhead and the St.
Johns River. Ghosts of riveters and fumes of toulene waft the high beams of the
Shed.
Very loose crowd control (and I will be *most grateful* to the person who sends
me a tape of this show). My seat was center near very back in a large puddle
of rain water. I chose to stand at the open backed area looking towards center
stage. Estimated in attendance: 2300? There was a warm-up singer named Magda
Hiller who performed solo with guitar. Can't tell you anything about her or
her set.
Around 9:00pm Dylan and band came on stage welcomed by a thunderous applause.
Here is the set list as best I remember it:
1. Drifter's Escape
2. If You See Her Say Hello
3. All Along The Watchtower
4. Lost In Time
5. Every Grain Of Sand
6. Silvio
7. Tangled Up In Blue (acoustic)
8. Masters Of War (acoustic)
9. To Ramona (acoustic)
10. God Knows
11. In The Garden
12. Jokerman
13. Alabama ???? (a Grateful Dead song I've been told) - encore
14. The Times They Are A Changin' - encore
15. Rainy Day Women #12 & 35 - encore
IMO, an excellent show. I suspect that Christine Consolvo will post a more
embellished review of this show, as I saw her at the stage after the show.
The energy was high, Bob was into it and the band seemed to give it their all.
Midway through the show, I easily made my way close to the front and stood with
a host of others in the aisle. Sweat was flying from the forehead of Dylan as
he carried the audience with his skipping reels of rhyme.
It was 30 years ago next month that I saw Dylan and the Hawks right around
the corner from the Shed at the Jacksonville Coliseum. The Shed show was
much more intimate and the exciting if you can believe that. However, clear
recall of the 65 show is gone. So if you feel like you missed your chance to
see Dylan in those exciting days of thin wild mercury music, the opportunity
still exists to see him perform live - and you never know - it could be an
incredible show as evidenced at the Shed Oct. 6, 1995.
Richard
richardb@amaranth.com
posted to rec.music.dylan on Oct. 11, 1995 by Josh Nelson,
and picked up from Bill Pagel's page acting on a tip from Christine Consolvo,
who called this the review to end all reviews!
Alabama Getaway
By Josh Nelson aka Ragman10@aol.com
And you are standing there, soaking wet, bathed by an, at times,
evanescent, yet seemingly constant, hot, almost rose colored, red light.
And you are looking up what for the briefest of instants, seems so
perfect...for once you allow yourself to revert back to Mobile, to the
baffled preacherman with all his headlines, to Ruthie and her honky tonk
lagoon, to the cryptic rainman and his deadly bottle of railroad
jin...yes, for the moment, it seems so well timed.
And you've been there for a couple of hours hoping that it could
all end with something magical. Standing there, completely surrounded,
unable to move an inch, but not caring at all. Staring up at that stage
with a look on your face that says it all. For those few hours it is
all so true. So simple, yet so wild. Dylan up at the mic, the band
playing the first few chords. You can't exactly figure out which song
it is, but, for some reason, you know it is what you want to hear. Deep
down, for some inexplicable reason, just for that instant, you think Bob
knows that as well. You want to yell out, to scream, but you know that
the tranquility of those few seconds is why you are there. Why you
drove through the 4 am hurricane. Why you live the life you do.
The song is "Jokerman" and it all seems so fitting. The man
next to you decides to scream out "You're the Jokerman, Bobby, you
are the Jokerman" and, for that brief instant, as your attention is diverted
away from the stage, away from the seemingly pained look in Bob's
eyes, away from Bucky with his quasi-Greek hat and his most fluid slide
guitar, and away from the once again grinning JJ, black cowboy hat and
eternal black suit, you question whether Bob is the jokerman at all.
Standing up there, with his black boots, moonlight black pants (revealed
to only those who take the time to explore, to examine, to percieve),
burgundy undershirt, and gold, satin shirt, it seems that Dylan could be
this mysterious person.
You close your eyes and, for the moment, there is nothing in the
world but the music. Without looking up at the stage, you are able to
create an image of what's happening, what it all looks like. The
reflection of Bob in the plexiglass surrounding Winston, the way the lights
fall so perfectly on the resting harmonicas ("A dynamo unto themselves"),
it's an image you promise will live with you forever. There have been
other times, other moments, and they rest in your mind like this one will.
Each one with it's own distinctive sound, it's own color, it's own
seemingly luminous texture. For a moment, you revert back to "If You
See Her" at Roseland, or "Two Soldiers" in Boston, or "Visions" at the
TLA...they will all never be forgotten.
As you open your eyes and look back up at the stage, you become
aware that, for that instant, you are truly happy. You once again look up
at Dylan as he cries out "Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune...". If
only he could know what he has done. How he has helped you to find
yourself...Then it occurs to you, perhaps the point is that he doesn't
need to know. That you know yourself. You smile ever so briefly and
stare up into the now green, glowing lights. You can feel the drops of
sweat rolling ever so slowly down your chin, but you don't dare move
and inch. Staring up into those lights, you can't help but laugh.