Tuesday night’s concert began with “On the Way Home,” and the body of the show was weighted toward the beautiful songs. Neil Young, who supplied the evening’s best quips, joked, “We don’t have enough songs for a whole set.” There were only three albums, and they broke up 40 years ago. And thus the show ended 14 songs and three encore tunes later with Young’s post-Buffalo anthem “Rockin’ in the Free World.” That was a little weird.
Though Young is clearly the popular concert draw, and Stephen Stills—who was a little croaky on Tuesday—was always my favorite, the show belonged to Richie Furay. Each song found him in better voice, from “A Child’s Claim to Fame” and “Kind Woman” to “Clancy Can’t Even Sing” and “Sad Memory.” It also seemed weird, until you consider that Furay spent decades famously born again, and missed all those bad party years. People credit Gram Parsons with bringing country back into hippie rock ’n’ roll, but Furay, who spearheaded Poco, might have gotten there more convincingly first.
Still, the best parts came when we held our breath with our eyes closed as the band waxed psychedelic. Halfway through the show, it was “Mr. Soul,” and five songs later, they pulled out all the stops on “Bluebird,” which proved convincingly that they can still jam.
“Now we want to play our hit,” said Young, and the anthem that somehow defined the era, “For What It’s Worth,” brought people to their feet. You remember where you were when you first heard some songs, and you wonder that others connect to it, too. It was then I looked around at everyone singing along and realized that this band was too important to be gone.



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How funny...mere moments after I posted my lament that the Independent didn't even bother to review the BS at SB, here comes Palladino's Review. Somebody might tell him that Tuesday was actually June 7, not 6 but that doesn't really matter much. His "review" was even less satisfying than the harmonies on "Rock and Roll Woman". Surely the concert deserved more than the several sentences of commentary. Brevity might be the key to cogency but reviews are the notable exception. Not a word about Gillian Welch? That's it for all those years and all that influence and historical importance? I guess we boomers didn't matter as much as we thought. Nothing left to do but consign myself to the trash heap of vinyl-loving, dope-smoking, long hair hippie no good memory lane laden idealogues that I once was back in 1968 when the BS played San Diego State and were actually relevant. I guess the sixties can now take its rightful place along with flappers, big bands, and disco balls.
jeffchemnick (anonymous profile)
June 13, 2011 at 10:54 a.m. (Suggest removal)
Date fixed, thanks.
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webadmin (webadmin)
June 13, 2011 at 11:06 a.m. (Suggest removal)
So, can we safely surmise that the allusion to "held our breath with our eyes closed" that BS did one of their signature songs in "On The Way Home"?
I remember when reviews touched on most of the songs performed, how they performed, or didn't, you know, what we used to call a set list.
No mention whatsoever of Gillian Welch tells me DJ was late to the show in the usual SB manner. I agree with Jeff---she's far too big a talent to have simply overlooked.
Please fess up, DJ, and tell us you arrived late to the show or were too busy hobnobbing down at the concession stand holding nacho-court with starry-eyed reviewer groupies.
Meanwhile, boom-on, my boomerang brothers. We'll get back to you eventually.
Draxor (anonymous profile)
June 13, 2011 at 11:59 a.m. (Suggest removal)
Since the audience was lousy with grayhairs, the addition of Gillian Welch and Rawlings was an unfortunate programming error..
Welch is an inde-music darling, admired by many boomers to be sure, but she shouldn't have been relegated the thankless task of opening for iconic headliners, typical for emerging artists. Unappreciated by the audience, and insulting, especially for a gifted artist in her prime
And yes, Santa Barbara Bowl audiences can be extremely boorish (in contrast to the Lobero).
Chester_Arthur_Burnett (anonymous profile)
June 13, 2011 at 12:11 p.m. (Suggest removal)
Let's see...Buffalo Springfield shakes off 43 years of cobwebs to reincarnate themselves and play precious few gigs in 2011 of which we in Santa Barbara were lucky enough to draw back to back evening performances along with Gillian Welch and David Rawlings. Of course such a noteworthy event would be reported on and reviewed in great detail by the Independent...wouldn't it? I mean even Peter Gabriel was deemed worthy of review following his concert. So, where are the reviews? Didn't the concert take place? I know it did 'cause I was there along with a full house on the second night. I have reason to believe the first night was a sellout as well. Don't two sellout shows of arguably the last worthwhile sixties band to reband for a 21st century concert merit at least a paragraph of commentary? Here goes my take: Don't go to reunion concerts if what you're looking for is dejavu all over again. I last saw the BS in San Diego in 1968. That was many years and many concerts ago. Here in SB, BS (palindrome intentional) put on the show you would have expected but was mostly running on two of its three cylinders. Neil Young was great, Richie Furay was pretty good and Steven Stills was none of the above. Gillian Welch and David Rawlings would do better to play as headliners at more intimate venues where people who really care about music and don't talk during performances can actually hear and appreciate what's happening on stage. Playing second fiddle to sixties backwash reunion concert tours and indifferent audiences who appear to think it's "hip" not to be in their seats respectfully listening to the opening act does nothing to enhance the experience for anyone, including the musicians who clearly expressed their frustration at the rude SB crowd they tried valiantly to please. That was sad...as was S. Still's almost unrecognizable and forgettable renditions of "Bluebird" and "For What it's Worth"...which wasn't much. For me the highlights were Neil Young's between song commentaries and nearly everything that Young and Furay sang. Best in show for me were "Broken Arrow" and "Sad Memory". Your thoughts?
jeffchemnick (anonymous profile)
June 14, 2011 at 1:29 p.m. (Suggest removal)
Jeepers people; lighten up! I used to write occasional concert reviews for the Indy. There's a word limit. Once my review of an opening act at a bowl show was deleted by my editor.
Also, and it;s just a thought, maybe Gillian and David took the tour to get to hang out with The Buffalo Springfield and weren't very concerned with their status as openers.
I live in Vermont now. The Buffalo Springfield are unlikely to do one show here, let alone two. Some of you posters come off like whiners.
zebnorris (anonymous profile)
June 18, 2011 at 5:16 p.m. (Suggest removal)