17.4.14

CROSBY, STILLS, NASH & YOUNG, Denver, 25 July, 1974

While the Stones, Who and Led Zep battled it out for the title of biggest UK band in the US during the early seventies, there was only one contender for biggest US band: Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young. Unstable and prone to outbreaks of verbal squabbling between themselves, CSN&Y nevertheless set aside their differences and undertook a huge tour of the US in 1974. Seeing them on 25 July that year from the side of the stage at Mile High Stadium in Denver was a highlight of the year for me, and I can still remember looking out over that huge crowd as the music made by three cool Americans and one delighted Englishman washed over them.
         Flown in from New York courtesy of Atlantic Records, I stayed in the same hotel as the group and in the afternoon interviewed Graham Nash. Stephen Stills had been quoted as saying that the first time CS&N went out on the road was for art, the second time for the girls and this, the third, for the dollars, but Graham took exception to this. “We’re doing it for the music, man, because all of us know that none of us can make as good music together as we can apart,” he told me. Unlike Crosby and Stills, Nash was thin and wiry, and he spoke so passionately that I couldn’t help but believe him. Stills wandered into the room at one point, and was very friendly. Nash introduced us. “This is Chris, from Melody Maker in London.” “English, huh,” said Stills, thereafter that day calling me ‘English’, never Chris. I didn’t mind.
         Later in the afternoon I found myself in the lift with Neil Young, a pure coincidence, but was too overawed to speak. He was thin and wiry like Graham, and travelling separately from CS&N, in a home-on-wheels with his wife and dogs. “Each night he packs up his guitar, wife, baby son and dog and hits the road,” Crosby told me after the show.
         It was a warm night and watching the show from where I stood, gazing out over a crowd of 60,000 or more, was one of those once-in-a-lifetime rock experiences. At 9 pm, three-quarters of an hour after The Beach Boys, CSN&Y appeared to a standing ovation, and for the next three hours they joyously celebrated their reunion alongside Tim Drummond on bass, Russ Kunkel on drums and Joe Lala on congas. The ovation washing over them, the four principals moved to the front, Stills to the left and Young to the right, with Crosby and Nash in the centre bobbing between mikes and occasionally sharing. They opened with Stills’ ‘Love The One You’re With’.
         The show was three hours long and divided into two halves with a 15-minute break. The first half, the longest, opened with an electric set and switched to acoustic, with the second half all electric, and different combinations of CSN&Y took songs in turn. Those numbers where all four played and sang together were undoubtedly the highlights.
         Crosby’s ‘Wooden Ships’, with Young at the grand piano, followed ‘Love The One’, then Nash went over to the keyboard for ‘Immigration Man’, Stills taking the guitar solo. A new Neil Young song, ‘Traces’, followed with Young playing a huge Gretsch White Falcon and trading guitar breaks with Stills. Crosby stepped up next for ‘Almost Cut My Hair’, screaming out the vocals above the combined backing. For this song, Nash moved over to the organ, but again it was Stills’ guitar that carried the weight. Young’s turn came next with ‘Cowgirl In The Sand’ and the first electric set ended with all four joining together for ‘Pre-Road Downs’.
         Five minutes later an assortment of acoustic guitars (about a dozen) were set up around two stools and four mikes. Firstly Young appeared alone to sing ‘Only Love Can Break Your Heart’ and ‘Old Man’, then Crosby followed with a new song called ‘For Free’, and Nash followed with two songs at the piano, ‘Simple Man’ and ‘Prison Song’. For the latter he was joined by the whole band and they stayed in place for Young’s ‘Sugar Mountain’ which inspired a mass sing-along, rightly so as we were in the foothills of the Rockies.
         Stills offered ‘Change Partners’, sung by the whole band, and ‘Questions’ which he played alone. I’d have preferred ‘4 And 20’. The acoustic set closed with ‘Suite: Judy Blue Eyes’, all four tearing into this mythical song and, although some of the harmonies were occasionally a little off-pitch, they handled this long and difficult piece with the kind of assurance that comes only from those who’d created it.
         The second half opened with Crosby’s ‘Long Time Coming’, followed by Young on ‘Don’t Be Denied’ and Stills with a new song called ‘First Things First’ on which he played congas. Crosby offered ‘Déjà Vu’ before Young played two more new songs, ‘Revolution Blues’ and ‘Pushed It Over The End’, on which both he and Stills soloed at length. The concert ended with ‘Ohio’, a great crowd favourite, another sing-along, but they returned for one encore, a lengthy version of ‘Carry On’, which proved equally popular.
         The cheers were deafening but after a quick wave they left the stage fast, Young heading for his camper truck and the others to black limousines. On the way past me Stills stopped for a second. “Hey, English,” he shouted. “What da ya think?” I couldn’t think what to say so I just gave him a thumbs-up.
          I lingered for a while as the crowd was leaving, kneeling down next to a monitor and scribbling away in a notepad, anxious not to forget what I’d just seen. After a while I put my notepad away and noticed a girl on her own, down at the front, gazing up at the crew clearing the stage. I shouted to her, asking if she’d enjoyed the show. “It was great,” she yelled back. “What are you doing later?” I asked. She shrugged. “Come to the party at the hotel,” I shouted and lobbed my hotel keys down to her. She caught them and laughed so I just hoped for the best.  
         There was a party in the hotel, in a reception room high up on the top floor. Stills kept calling me ‘English’ and Crosby didn’t stint on the wine. I’d taken my pocket tape recorder along. Where’s Neil, I asked David. “He’s two miles out of town by now and so high on the show that nothing can touch him,” he replied. “He’s out there so happy. He came and did what he had to do for three hours and knows he did it well. Nothing can make a man happier than that.”
         Crosby and Nash seemed the most enthused by the show, Nash especially. In fact, Graham seemed as high as a kite, rushing here and there and refusing to stop talking to anyone who’d listen. “It was a dramatic want to play music together again. A real need, man,” he replied when I asked point blank what motivated them to reunite. ”I think we realised about a year ago that we had a really fucking hot band if we wanted and we could really make this hot music. We missed each other, y’know. We missed that bounce off. When there’s four of yer up there and there’s Stephen at one side and Neil at the other and me and David in the middle. Just watching them converse with each other. That’s it, y’know. That’s it. Like tonight, when we did ‘Sugar Mountain’, we stopped playing and heard 60,000 people sing back at us. Do you know what a rush that is?”
         I knew. I was about 20 feet away from him. It was one of those pinch-me moments.
         I stayed at the party for a couple of hours hoping my friend with the key would show up but she didn’t. It was the only disappointment of a fabulously memorable night.

(This, of course, is a reworked version of a much longer story I wrote for Melody Maker when I got back to New York after the show.)

9 comments:

  1. I have been binge reading your blog over the last couple of days, it's great! ....thanks so much for making it available.

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  2. I had moved with some friends who wrre in a band from Covina, CA to the Palmer Lake / Monument area outside of Colorado Springs in the Summer of "74." We heard about the concert and there was no question that we had to attend, and I don't believe it was noted that Jessie Colin Young opened the show. What a day, what a year!

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  3. Just reminiscing about that concert and vacation. I was from Ohio and fell in love with the whole area. Always wanted to move there but never did. Probably one of the best times of my life.

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  4. I still have my playbill from the concert but not the ticket which bums me out.

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  5. i was there, from los angeles on a long summer road trip in my 68' dodge van, rolled out 25,000 miles that summer, concert was a highlight, remember driving into Denver from Casper Wyoming with a thunderstorm raging in the Rockies, i left the concert as they started the encore, with "CARRY ON" floating out over us as we walked away from the stadium on the warm summer night... phew!

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  6. I was there working with the Pepsi equipment. I wasn't much into music but I still remember seeing them on the stage playing all this incredible music.

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  7. I was there, too! And it was the most memorable of concerts. Jessie Collin Young was part of the event, I remember. I lost the people I came with somehow, and had to rely on the kindness of strangers who put me up for the night and other strangers to get back to Aspen the next day to work in the popcorn wagon. There were no cell phones back then!

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