This concert should have millions of grateful views by now. This band is extraordinarily talented, and they have lots of things to say about living, loving, and mortality in language that that cannot be fully appreciated without the deep, ineffable emotional dimension of their melodies and harmonies. If they had been born in the 40s and 50s, they would’ve fit right in with the folk, rock, and folk-rack scene in L.A. depicted in the recent Linda Ronstadt documentary. Today they are part of the contemporary community of survivors of that era and of successive generations who together carry on the tradition established by Linda Ronstadt, Jackson Browne, and future members of the Eagles, the Byrds, Crosby, Stills and Nash, Warren Zevon, and many others, which tradition requires fearless honesty. Please help spread the word about Dawes, because folks apparently don’t know what they’re missing. 9/10.
This just sucks.........that nobody seems to watch and listen to these guys enough. I can't get enough of them. Have seen them live twice and can't wait for the third time. Thanks for posting.
That Western Skyline. If I Wanted Someone. Thinks Happen. Don't Send Me Away. Coming Back to a Man. Somewhere Along the Way. To Be Completely Honest. From a Window Seat. Fisherman's Blues. Most People. A Little Bit of Everything. When My Time Comes. From the Right Angle. All Your Favorite Bands
I saw Dawes supporting My Morning Jacket. Could or should have been the other way round... this is absolutely Dawesome. I only wonder how they managed to get the camera's on the wrong musician 75% of the time. Thankfully, the sound is pristine.
This concert should have millions of grateful views by now. This band is extraordinarily talented, and they have lots of things to say about living, loving, and mortality in language that that cannot be fully appreciated without the deep, ineffable emotional dimension of their melodies and harmonies. If they had been born in the 40s and 50s, they would’ve fit right in with the folk, rock, and folk-rack scene in L.A. depicted in the recent Linda Ronstadt documentary. Today they are part of the contemporary community of survivors of that era and of successive generations who together carry on the tradition established by Linda Ronstadt, Jackson Browne, and future members of the Eagles, the Byrds, Crosby, Stills and Nash, Warren Zevon, and many others, which tradition requires fearless honesty. Please help spread the word about Dawes, because folks apparently don’t know what they’re missing. 9/10.
This just sucks.........that nobody seems to watch and listen to these guys enough. I can't get enough of them. Have seen them live twice and can't wait for the third time. Thanks for posting.
That Western Skyline. If I Wanted Someone. Thinks Happen. Don't Send Me Away. Coming Back to a Man. Somewhere Along the Way. To Be Completely Honest. From a Window Seat. Fisherman's Blues. Most People. A Little Bit of Everything. When My Time Comes. From the Right Angle. All Your Favorite Bands
Stood at the front. They were awesome
I saw Dawes supporting My Morning Jacket. Could or should have been the other way round... this is absolutely Dawesome. I only wonder how they managed to get the camera's on the wrong musician 75% of the time. Thankfully, the sound is pristine.
Duane Betts. The name says it All, man.
I miss that key board player immensely
What? The party is already breaking up?
Yeah he left...during the recording of their last album or right before
Lee Pardini is pretty good tbh
Gosh. Remember concerts?
Hot Damn!