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Whether you are old enough to  recall the day the Fab Four touched-down at the newly named John F. Kennedy airport in Queens, New York City (in glorious black and white TV) on their way to The Ed Sullivan Theater

or joined, as I was mid-set while watching this band, by a kid half-my age who was totally into them or not, you will awesomely dig “FAB”!

It was a rainy night in “[Georgia – Brook Benton]” aka this time,  Nashville, as record-breaking (pun INtended, lol) flood waters accumulated nearby, unbeknownst to we who were about to be taken back through the time tunnel by FAB, an aggregation who succinctly sings the Beatles catalog. By the time it was over, some might have indeed needed a “Yellow Submarine” to get back home safely!

            They begin with a precise Ed Sullivan  introduction on pre-recorded audio, and then “Bam!” right into “All My Lovin’.”    As I peeked over my shoulder at the TV that showed flooded interstate highways and unmoored schoolhouse trailers floating upon it, all in attendance were enthralled with the accuracy with which FAB authentically represented the former Quarrymen’s catalog of hit music.

They deftly segued between short tunes like “From Me To You”, a very authentic-sounding  “Thank You Girl”; “Get Back” featuring drummer Tim Buppert singing while he precisely plays the skins, as we wondered at the bar, “how does he DO that??”  Mark, sitting next to me commented, “Tim is Nashville’s Phil Collins” LOL

From that they jumped into  into “Taxman” (the new anthem of the Tea Party movement, by the way), “Help!”, and “Paperback Writer” (me – thanks!)  Impressive energy in that most of The Beatles hits were less than three-minutes long, and FAB kept them comin’!

The venue, Third and Lindsley, is very  intimate and multi-leveled; the band played underneath a cozy overhead fan to loving catcalls from the mostly female mezzanine, and those of us down front on the main level.  It is very interesting covering “cover bands” especially when they are so tight as FAB is and damn GOOD!  Heretofore I would not have used the term “cover band”, but it seems to be acceptable here in Nashville amongst the musical performance crowd – to me they are just a group  recreating The Beatles hits to the max, all in the exact same key, with every quirky note down pat.  This was especially true for Alison Prestwood, the lady version of Paul McCartney ( maybe channeling “Linda”?) on bass.  In-fact, I was so very impressed that the guitar she played looked just like Paul’s!  Alison chimed-in precisely on time, every time. Major Kudos to her stage presence and showwomanship making the fabulous FAB Four now = five! LOL

There were plenty of sing along moments this night as they moved through the whole ‘Hard Day’s Night” album down to the last precise chord and vocal, into and instrumental bridge that led us to “today its you Birthday!”; “Eleanor Rigby” which held a special significant personal moment since that is my former “Back To The USSR” g/f’s name and my secret nickname for her. That was also was a jam-boogie episode for the audience, and it was about that time that I again detected the ambiance and din of 3rd & Lindsley amidst the irony of the wierd weather updates on the bar tele over my right shoulder. 

A particularly cool intro was when they paused let the audience know that a “BMW had its lights on in the parking lot” and then segued right into “(baby you can) Drive My Car (beep, beep, Yeah!)”.  Yes, intentional or not, I caught that!! LOL

The FAB are: Ted Hewett on lead guitar, John Foster on rhythm guitar, Bill Roberts on keyboards, David Kent using all the little percussive tools, including tambourine and wooden hand-clap blocks and “loud sticks” on their rendition of “Revolution” that evolved the Beatles’ sound and on vocals;  the aforementioned Alison Prestwood impersonating succinctly Paul McCartney, and of course Tim Buppert on the “kit’ and vocals.  I played a little game, trying to imagine which of these players fashioned themselves as which particular Beatle member.  I came up with the equation that it takes at least three of these cats to sound like one John Lennon at times, especially on the classic “All We Need Is Love”, and it works.

Throughout it was obvious that the assemblage was having fun doing what they do, and they made me miss my drum kit and trumpet that I sold and trashed in favor of playing turntables over time, as well as tossing my original Capitol Records Beatle 45rpms from the mid-sixties  during our militant  “f-the white-boy music” phase.  [A totally different post]. FAB isn’t just another band playing Beatles’ music, they recreate it, appropriately-timed cowbells and all!

Meanwhile, a lady at the bar tried to “Cougar” me thinking I was younger than she is. “Psyche!!” LOL   I  just “Saw Her Standing There” (blocking my view) while taking notes for this write-up and since FAB never played “Please Please Me”, there was no deal to be struck. “Whew!”

Their only lame moment this night was on the finale, “She Loves You”, I guess because they expended so much energy on all of the previous songs.  My only disappointment was that they didn’t perform my all-time Beatle fave and the first 45rpm I ever bought by the Beatles,  “I Wanna Hold Your Hand”.

So, “Do you Want To Know A Secret”? I hope that you get to enjoy and relive the magic with FAB very soon at a music venue near your place to free yourself of any “Misery”.

Alright…that was amusing, but now it’s time to stop.  Not funny now;  It doesn’t need to rain anymore until JUNE ( and  that may be too soon) in the center of Tennessee; whoever you are, stop doing your rain dance; bring back the drought! LOL  Just when I had transplanted my tomato plant seedlings from the indoor pot to my outdoor planter “box” as my former g/f used to call it, here comes precipitation like I’ve never seen since I’ve visited Nashville during the past decade – or anywhere for that matter – to probably wash them away. “Nice.”  It was like, “can it rain any harder?”  The answer was “Yes!, Gladly!” from Mother Nature. 

 Good thing I stay atop a hill!  Drove down to get supplies last night, turned right and noticed what I thought was a traffic accident at first.  As I drove closer to my next left turn,  there just past the “fairgrounds” a big swimming pool had formed with cars in it.  In nine years, never seen  that  before.  At just over a mile from our driveway, there was debris in the street near the Coca Cola plant and we were diverted into Berry Hill via detour.  It looked like bricks or cement chunks were in the roadway or may that little bridge over the usually trickling creek had somehow come undone.  No tall building from which “bricks” could fall there.  Today, coming over the tracks from the other direction, that dip in the road was now a swimming pool as well…with a police car standing vigil over a car that had traversed too far into it and now I could only see its hood.  Even Kroger was closed on Sunday!!  Kroger only closes on Christmas, and maybe one other holiday in the Autumn, if then!! And even the tobacco/beer/lottery stores manned by the Middle Eastern guys were shuttered, and they are open ALL the time!

Here is a link to a collage of flood photos downtown, only three miles north of where I stay:  http://nashville.bizjournals.com/nashville/afterhours/12531.html?b=1272254400

I saw telephone poles that had snapped and trees down.  The local electric company crews were out and about; very few “civilian” drivers were.  Every dip in the road is now a basin of H2O.  I was up pretty late last (Saturday) night, but must have dreamt through the windy histrionics.  “Was there a small tornado?” I thought, as I drove past the cemetary parallel to the interstate 440.  My condolences to those related to any who perished during this weather, and it was reall “smart” of that eighteen wheeler driver to plow through the flooded highway and create a “wake” of waves that made those stranded cars – some with people in them – bob up and down like little buoys or toy cars in the bathtub.  Geez…

Until a week ago I DJ’d at a bar right next to this place in the video above!  Jah love for true!!

The only benefit of all this flooding was that those nuisance  freight trains apparently stopped running Saturday night into all the day Sunday, May 2, 2010 and that sound we didn’t hear was the sweetest music our ears could not hear – no rumbling, shaking, heavy crashing sounds or morosely moaning/wailing horns at the crossings as I guess it even flooded down in the railroad track gully!  That’s what they get for not having passenger rail service in Nashville, so there CSX!   Maybe Nashville has sunk a bit over the past decade – or nature is getting more and more extreme due to the changes that humans have caused to the atmosphere and climates.  Good thing my Parisian landscaper, “Moe De Lawn” visited before sunset Friday afternoon – I’m sure he is still stuck in “the middle” and will be needed again by the week’s end.  “Mayday” indeed.  As I write this, it is errily still and saturated outside…no wind…just the still of the soggy Nashville night.

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