Musical palate cleaner: Don’t forget the pouring rain.

This jumped into my head as I was composing the header for the prior post.  From Eat A Peach, one of my favorite Allman Brothers songs:

Don’t have anything particularly profound to add here.  Except:  what a band.

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22 responses to “Musical palate cleaner: Don’t forget the pouring rain.

  1. Chopdawg

    You don’t need no gypsy to tell you why.

  2. Timphd

    Can never go wrong with the choice of Allman Brothers. Best album ever.

  3. Timphd

    Well, maybe Live at Fillmore East was better. Both awesome vinyls.

  4. Bill Sweenie

    Ii will be interesting to see what happens in 2015.. been a hella ride tho..

  5. Bill

    .. “It”… damn..

  6. Gravidy

    “What a band” indeed.

  7. BR

    That’s a good way to start the day!

  8. RT

    It don’t get no better than the Brothers!

  9. Irwin R Fletcher

    http://blutarsky.wordpress.com/2014/01/14/your-obligatory-morning-coaching-search-post/#comment-269243

    Good minds…something something.

    Livin on the Open Road by Delaney and Bonnie (with Duane Allman) seems appropriate, as well.

  10. roterhalsdawg

    Thankfully I made the decision a long time ago to hang on to my vinyl….nothing better than hearing the ABB the way they were supposed to sound and the inside of the Brothers and Sisters album cover is the tits.

  11. Dawgy45

    Now that’s starting a Friday (or any day) off right. Nothing better than the Brothers.

  12. DawgPhan

    The first concert I attended was an Allman Bros. show…never looked back.

  13. Last song taught to me by my hs buddy and college roommate before he left for grad school. Played it at his wedding. Not nearly as well as he. He confided in me that he was growing tired of my Cat Stevens and Neil Young renditions so he had selfish motives. lol. The Ovation sits in a closet… not played in quite awhile now.

  14. tom

    Back in my college days at Tuscaloosa there was a bar called The Brass Monkey. They had free pool and $2.50 pitchers of beer from 5-9. My roommate and I were there nearly every afternoon. We’d always play Mountain Jam on the jukebox just so we wouldn’t have to listen to whatever shit someone else might play. Talk about getting your money’s worth. Usually, after about 20 minutes into the song we’d hear some douche complaining about how long it was. If we had an extra quarter as we were departing we’d play it again just to piss off the Oasis fans.

  15. Noonan

    My Dad saw the Brothers in the gym at Albany Junior College in 1971. I can’t even imagine what that was like.

  16. Ole Dokes

    It just don’t get no better! God Bless ABB…