Columbus, OH, Promowest Pavilion, July 26, 2005


Written and photos by: Jason Perlman

 

There is no doubt about it, the Black Crowes still know how to perform. Since their rise to fame, The Black Crowes were the Brothers Gallagher before there was an Oasis and monster sibling blow-ups. But since then, Chris Robinson has worked with another project, The New Mud Earth, gotten married and seems to have not only settled is spat with Rich Robinson, but seems to have settled into a groove that flows from the stage as well.

 

With a more Grizzly Adams face and Jimi Hendrix wardrobe, the band has stripped down to the roots of the music, and it showed through its near two-hour show. Opening the night with a more jam-style version of Another Roadside Tragedy set the course that the show would not be a Greatest Hits playback, but rather a portal into what the Crowes are really about, music, vibe and good times.

 

Although most of the summer has been spent sharing the stage with Tom Petty, The Crowes seemed to almost relish in their headlining spot at Promowest Pavilion, even with the above 90-degree temperatures outside. Inside, the club was humid, but the vibe was cool and fresh with what the band was offering up.

 

Just minutes before the band hit the stage, an apple was put out filled with dozens of incense sticks, but even that amount of incense could not cover the smell of the calming additives provided by the crowd.

For the near 120 minutes, Robinson brothers as well as the rest of the Crowes played like kids who have a rare moment in the spotlight. With bother Chris dancing to his own beat while the band jammed song after song, there really was a sense of self-confidence and peace that mixed with the incense allowing the audience to really feel comfortable in moving their bodies in rhythm to the music.

 

While performing in the opening slot for Petty, The Crowes were limited to 10-12 songs, but this night, they got to release all their energy and have their own special time with their own fans. Where the Petty sets were more in the vain of playing their radio hits, headlining the band threw conventional wisdom to the side and really allowed the fans to enjoy music not readily available except for the true diehards.

 

For the sold-out crowd, this was a show they were waiting years to be a part of. And that is exactly what the show was, a place for the crowd to be a part of the show; to relish and groove to the music, adding the aura of thousands to the aura of the six guys on stage.

This was a show too long in the waiting, but was made up for with the length and seriousness in which The Crowes took the night. Rather than doing what most bands do nowadays, and play the least amount of time with the slightest bit of emotion, The Black Crowes were overfilling the glasses for those who have been holding them out for years; waiting for even just a drop.

Chris Robinson
Chris Robinson
Marc Ford
Rich Robinson
Chris Robinson
Chris Robinson & Steve Gorman