visits backstage with old friends, Dirty Dan Buck and Ted Nugent
On Sunday July 3rd
2005, I went to see my old friends and rock 'n' rollers in crime,
Dirty Dan Buck and Ted Nugent. World renowned Naperville Rib fest
were the hosts. But, folks this was not just any festival, this was
a sonic boom of culinary, musical masterpieces, combined to
culminate in the evenings headline extravaganza featuring Ted
When I got there I was warmly greeted by old friend Dirty Dan
Buck. We quickly went backstage and reminisced about some old times
and some new musical ventures we may endeavor together. Dirt and the Boyzz, along with his crew, are not just another rock 'n roll band,
they are quite simply the antithesis of what every hard driving
rhythm and blues, and rock 'n roll band should be. They know how to
bring the house down, and to drive home a spirit sharing with everyone, their infectious
attitude. They took the stage with a powerful song set which
included songs like; Shady lady, Walk'n talk'n sexy thang, and of
course, To wild to tame. The night would never be the same.
Afterwards, Ted arrived backstage, along with a commanding
presence of police escorts, he was promptly escorted directly to his dressing
room. No more than five minutes later, after hearing that his old
friend Kink was there I was summoned to go directly to Ted's
dressing room. Ted greeted me with a hardy warmth rarely seen in
the rock 'n roll circles. 'How the hell how are you Eric' Ted retorted.
Your ole Uncle Eric here I replied. Ted's wife Shemane and son and
daughter, Rocco and Sasha greeted me as well. We spent some time
talking about the old day's remembering Ted's Mother, Marion 'Ma'
Nugent. We continued to talk about guitars, guns, hunting, women...oh
what a combo. Shemane and I recalled some personal remembrances as
Rocco chimed in on occasion.
Ted went on about 45 minutes later to a cheering crowd that had
certainly surpassed the tens of thousands mark...chanting Ted, Ted,
Ted, Ted, Ted, Ted...Waving the American Flag, guitar in hand drum
thunder pounding, Ted ripped into "Soul Man"...as never
it before. Continuing all night long, Ted screamed with his
guitar deafening song set that reached in and beat your heart for
you! Kiss my Ass, Stranglehold, Hey Baby, Free For All, Cat
Scratch Fever, Fred Bear. A welling in my eyes appeared along
with an in describable happiness, one which recalled the pride his
mother used to exude when she was still with us.
That welling in my eyes continued as I imagined Marion 'Ma' standing
aside us and her family, gleaming, chuckling and ultimately assured
that Teds attraction, tidal wave-like guitar virtuosity and command
of showmanship was almost beyond her comprehension, but none the
heart was always a glow, as always.
A night to remember!
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