Allman Brothers Band
I was born in Georgia and “eat-a-peach” has always had a special meaning to me.
It was 38 years ago last week when Duane Allman kick-started his Harley-Davidson Sportster on an autumn evening in Macon, Georgia.
It had been only a couple months after the summer release and success of the At Fillmore East album which was one of the greatest and high-quality live performances ever recorded. Stormy Monday (listen to it HERE) is the ultimate blues song. Duane was taking a break from touring and recording while riding his motorcycle. A few miles down the road, an oncoming Sam Hall & Sons construction truck was turning well in front of him, but suddenly stopped in mid-intersection and Duane clipped the rear end of the flatbed truck, sustaining fatal injuries. The lead guitarist of the Allman Brothers Band was dead on October 29, 1971 at age 24.
It’s easy to understand how this album is one of the all time great live performances with Gregg Allman’s gritty vocals and dual lead-guitars of Duane and Dickey Betts. The long improvisations on the album never get old. It was also eerie when bass guitarist Berry Oakley who died in a similar motorcycle accident just 13 months later within 3 blocks of Duane Allman’s fatal accident. No matter what the circumstances, deaths in the world of rock and roll tend to be romanticized over the years and less to do with the tragedy than it does with having good memories.
Duane Allman was one of the most influential guitarists of our time and this post is to remember Skydog.
Photo courtesy of Def Jam Music Group.
Hard to believe Duane will be gone 50 years. Hope someone is planning some kind of tribute. The Allman Brothers were never hit the same heights. To me it was like the Jimi Hendrix Experience with a sit-in for Jimi.