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Twenty Eighth Night With CAMI

We’re pulling into the stretch here on this tour. Last night at the Lobero Theater in Santa Barbara was a good nice for us and we all marveled at how even though we’re all tired with the traveling et al, when we hit the stage the music always seems fresh to us. Here is our set list from last night:

CAMI Tour 28
Hot Tuna Blues
Jorma Kaukonen, Jack Casady
Barry Mitterhoff, Skoota Warner
& Charlie Musselwhite
Lobero Theater
Santa Barbara, California
Thursday, March 10, 2011

First Set Acoustic:
1. Death Don’t Have No Mercy
2. Hesitation Blues
3. Second Chances
4. Vicksburg Stomp
5. River Of Time
6. Uncle Sam Blues
7. I Know You Rider
8. How Long Blues
9. Sad And Beautiful World
10. Red River Blues
Second Set Electric:
1. Ode To Billy Dean
2. Children Of Zion
3. Bowlegged Woman
4. Goodbye To The Blues
5. If This Is Love, I Want My Money Back
6. Crying Won’t Help You with Charlie M. on guitar
7. If I Should Have Bad Luck with Charlie Musselwhite
8. Where Highway 61 Runs with Charlie Musselwhite
9. Christo Redentor with Charlie Musselwhite
10. Come Back Baby with the gang
11. Encore: Hit Single # 1

We are indeed getting so short here and the end comes with a bittersweet smile. We’re leaving Santa Barbara shortly to go to Marin… straight to the gig at the Civic Center… then after the show to the hotel in SF and an early flight out tomorrow morning home. Gotta close the suitcase… more anon.

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  1. Brett E
    March 11th, 2011 at 11:45 | #1

    Have a great CAMI Tour closing show tonight!!

    LOVED the 2 shows I caught of this tour. RE-discovered my love of the Blues…Please tell Charlie M I’ve about worn a hole in Rough Dried…..Amazing CD..an Encyclopedia of The Blues it is

    Condolences to Jim on the passing of his Mom…..So sorry to hear about his loss

    Safe travels to you and the Tuna Gang

    Hope you have a good crop of pickers at the Ranch this year…I’m sure you will…ALWAYS a bountiful harvest at THE Fur Peace Ranch

    Best

    Brett

  2. Stuart
    March 11th, 2011 at 14:14 | #2

    Great show! I enjoyed the whole night. I recall the band playing one other song before Billy Dean though. Great to hear the new songs!

  3. Jim Mckeon
    March 12th, 2011 at 00:10 | #3

    In a world that is constantly changing it is comforting to know, and experience, one of the good things in life that hasn’t changed…that Hot Tuna can still
    “ROCK THE HOUSE DOWN!”. Last night at the Lobero Theater in SB they did just that.Jack was in rare form and looking marvelous. Jorma, ever present anchor and captain of the crew, whom ,seemingly, has the ability to play as effortlessly as some of us pour a glass of water, was in total control. The “big sound” from Barry’s mandolin was just awesome, note for note. The haunting,stinging leads being played back and forth between them was vintage.I also loved the harp playing of Charlie Musselwhite. That was a nice touch. There were times when I could almost feel the spirit of Papa John Creach sharing the stage.It was that good! Even though some tour members could not attend (condolences to all concerned for death truly has no mercy in this land!), the crowd was treated to a great, classic, Hot Tuna concert. I have been seeing these guys play since 1971 and although they may have played as good, they have never played better than they did last night and I, somehow, felt twenty years old again. For those who were seeing them for the first time (yes, there were some ),now they have something to remember!

  4. Jim Mckeon
    March 12th, 2011 at 00:21 | #4

    Jim Mckeon :In a world that is constantly changing it is comforting to know, and experience, one of the good things in life that hasn’t changed…that Hot Tuna can still“ROCK THE HOUSE DOWN!”. Last night at the Lobero Theater in SB they did just that.Jack was in rare form and looking marvelous. Jorma, ever present anchor and captain of the crew, whom ,seemingly, has the ability to play as effortlessly as some of us pour a glass of water, was in total control. The “big sound” from Barry’s mandolin was just awesome, note for note. The haunting,stinging leads being played back and forth between them was vintage.Skoota kept the pulse and I also loved the fantastic harp playing of Charlie Musselwhite. That was a nice touch. There were times when I could almost feel the spirit of Papa John Creach sharing the stage.It was that good! Even though some tour members could not attend (condolences to all concerned for death truly has no mercy in this land!), the crowd was treated to a great, classic, Hot Tuna concert. I have been seeing these guys play since 1971 and although they may have played as good, they have never played better than they did last night and I, somehow, felt twenty years old again. For those who were seeing them for the first time (yes, there were some ),now they have something to remember!

  5. (Susie) Landis Kearnon
    March 13th, 2011 at 04:32 | #5

    Hey, Jorma.
    I was having a sweet reunion a couple Saturdays ago with first cousin Collin whom I hadn’t seen in nearly 30 years. We were out on the Congress Street sidewalk at Cafe Milano, next door to the Fox Theatre where I saw your wicked-fine gig – five years ago, unbelievably – and had a sweet 40-year reunion with you after the show. Proximity to the Fox brought it back, but it happened I’d been thinking about you anyway, remembering how at barely 18 – pregnant, lost, scared – I got plopped in the Airplane’s lap, as it were. You in particular were exceptionally kind and accepting of my presence and helpful, endearing yourself to me for life. If I haven’t said this or made proper thank you noises before now, know that I am doing so here and now in the privacy of my own home.
    I mentioned all this to Collin in passing, then we moved on to some reminiscences in common, like Grandma Sadie, the ultimate in grandmas, sanctary and fun zone all in one tiny little 4′10″ package. “Remember the Studebaker?” I asked. “And the ahWOOGA horn?” His eyes lit up. “That was my mother’s car before we gave it to Grandma. Steve (his older brother, long since gone) and I installed that horn – I’d forgotten all about it,” he said, eyes misty, “but I remember Grandma, who was already propped up on seating pads just to see over the dash, having to ask strangers to help her tug that wheel around (no power steering!) to get out of parking spaces.” We went everywhere in that Studebaker, but most happily to Corona del Mar for whole days of body-surfing, something Grandma did until she broke her hip at it at the ripe young age of 70.
    Well, you can probably guess where this is going. Later that night I was moved to google you, just to see what was up. Found your website and most importantly your blog, and came in right at “…A Forest of Intentions.” What a treat! So beautifully told. And how synchronistic that I was just talking about the old Studebaker and there you were, extolling the virtues of your “freedom machine.” Loved it!
    You and I talked about staying in touch this time and here it is five years later already. I wanted to write, I really did, but kept feeling compelled to fill you in on the missing 40 years between 1966 and 2006, in other words bury you in stories, which I didn’t think you especially needed, though I’m taking care of my need to blab more formally elsewhere. After enjoying your blog for several days – I now have you in my Blogfriends Favorites folder – I checked the internal weather and discovered I didn’t have to write you my life anymore (though you may be questioning the veracity of that weather report at this moment).
    So hi, and happy birthday, and great to see you out doing your masterful thing so happily and well. Wishing you another 20 years of it, if this appeals to you. And thank you. I’m proud to have known you for a few minutes this lifetime. Maybe there’ll be a few more minutes in the next. Sorry to see you won’t be in Tucson this year, but I’ll keep track and maybe you’ll pass this way again while I’m still young enough to rock along.
    Warmest regards,
    Landis

  6. Joeseph Enne
    March 13th, 2011 at 23:14 | #6

    Next tour, I know I will make it to one of your shows. This one was awesome
    it sounds like. Just the mere fact that you made it through all thaT in that short period of time is amazing to me. Earthquakes, Israel, Florida, Winter Storms and
    the little scuffle with the man who was mad because you were too tired to sign
    his autograph and got mad at you because of it. After all that, I’m sure I can gather up enough courage to at least try to go and see HT play one more time.
    I’m just becoming aware of the raveges of age as I went out myself last night
    and severely damaged my right foot. Oh. well it is always somthing, and I’m sure tommorow will bring another nightmare for me as well ,lol. I bask in my uniuqeness
    because I did not yet fall prey to the raveges of my dysfuntional biological family… Not yet.. lol. O N W A R D. PLS keep the lamps trimmed an burning and don’t stop blogging!!!! Oh gosh lost my cell phone and when i went to go where I thought I lost it there was a guitar there, all with the whistles. Jorma!!!!!!!!
    what does a crossroads guy do. I can take it as a sign and buy the damn thing and play it like the devil. Dysfuntional soul lost and crying, why why does this happen now. ACOUSTIC too! gosh i wish i had some feedback… what to do. what to do. THIs may be the only other time I will ever have a chance to buy one with
    an equilizer embedded on it and a pick up….. ahhhhhhhhhhh my broken foot.!!!!!!!! I’ll never make it by nine as I am SO tired. ;)

  7. craig healy
    March 14th, 2011 at 09:42 | #7

    Great tour guys.Condolences to Jim Lauderdale .Hopefully see you down the road and cant wait for the new cd

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