Lowell George died in 1979 Little Feat - Let It Roll - 1988 Little Feat - Representing The Mambo - 1990 Little Feat - Shake Me Up - 1991 Little Feat - Ain't Had Enough Fun - 1995 Little Feat - Live From Neon Park - 1996 Little Feat - Under The Radar - 1998 Little Feat - Chinese Work Songs - 2000 Little Feat - Kickin' It At The Barn - 2003 Lowell was the rock star, Allen Tousaint was the godfather but the band is the band. See them live and they will still blow you away with mad skilz. Back to your Styx... I read an article about that Stafford Centre a year or so ago. I think they said they were limited to bands that would play for $15,000 or less.
Wow, so I guess it's safe to say that Styx ain't exactly Rockin' The Paradise anymore... EDIT: And if they still think they are, clearly they are suffering from a Grand Illusion....
Like I said, it can't be worse than Verizon. Yes, it is smaller, but I bet the seating is much better. I saw James Brown at Verizon this summer and it was horrible.
I'll bet Stafford Centre is a great place to see a concert. Too bad they never book anyone good in there. Styx is the only "non-K-HITS" band I've ever seen playing there. It's usually bands you hear on the ultra-oldies stations, like the Association and Gary Puckett and the Union Gap. You know, bands with members that are just months older than me...
Yesterday I thought I saw a commercial about a Styx CD/DVD of them performing a concert with a huge orchestra.
Agreed, they shouldn't tour as "Little Feat." My Dad actually fed George the night before he died of a heart attack, after a show. He's a big LF fan, but doesn't feel too broken up about it -- because Lowell wasn't, *sniffsniff*, eating much that night.
I sat front row center on the floor at Sam Houston Coliseum at Little Feat's last show in Texas before Lowell George died....New Years Eve 1978-1979. Lowell George was severely overweight and loaded as hell. The second song they played was "Fat Man in the Bathtub". When Lowell sang "throw me a line, throw me a dime", I pelted him with a handful of dimes I had in my hand. The dimes hit him in the face and chest. He barely noticed, and kept right on singing.