Here it is in the third decade after recovery, and Johnny Winter is still going musically strong. Yes, Winter’s life tale is long told and easy to find: Texas bred with brother Edgar, grew up with Blues as a force, found rock’n’roll and became a rock guitar god with the likes of British “brothers” Clapton and Page, fell into addiction during the hedonistic late ‘60s, came out the other side in the ‘70s to reclaim the Blues as his own. As for his Blues playing, it was sublime. For his conclusion, he covered Winter’s “Dallas.” It seemed appropriate that night. The five songs I heard were crisp, to say the least, and the banter between songs consisted of the history of the resonator (and its function, of course), along with some corny material (something like, “Don’t be a name dropper, Al Pacino once told me…”) and a pointer towards the merch table. Another solid Blues act, the 20 minutes or so that I did manage to catch were some amazing Delta smolders and shouters, some played on a beautiful 1930 resonator guitar, the other an acoustic from 1915, if I remembered the dates correctly. Due to an employment situation, however, I couldn’t get there until after Vancouver native David Gogo had already begun. Now, I hate to be late for the opening act, because I’ve seen some amazing shows in my life. On October 19, 2011, it was Johnny Winter and his band. ![]() ![]() ![]() Text and live photos © Robert Barry Francos / FFanzeen, 2011ĭespite being the pub on the campus of the University of Saskatchewan, Louis' (pronounced Louie’s) is quite sizable, holding well over 200, and has had a long series of distinguished guests perform there.
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