DANNY FEDERICI, 1950 - 2008
Danny Federici, the E Street Band's organist and keyboard player since its inception, died this afternoon, April 17, 2008 at Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center in New York City after a three-year battle with melanoma.
The Federici family and the E Street family request that, in lieu of flowers, donations be made to the Danny Federici Melanoma Fund; more details on the Fund will be forthcoming.
The Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band concerts scheduled for Friday in Ft. Lauderdale and Saturday in Orlando are being postponed. Replacement dates will be announced shortly.
We extend our deepest sympathies to Danny's family, friends, bandmates, and blood brothers; we here at Backstreets, and surely all those fans touched by his spirit, mourn with you.
- April 17, 2008
(taken from Backstreets.com)
One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know
And I'll meet you further on up the road
One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know
And I'll meet you further on up the road.
Thank you for the years of music, the joy, and the talent. Rest easy, Danny...
Danny Federici, the E Street Band's organist and keyboard player since its inception, died this afternoon, April 17, 2008 at Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center in New York City after a three-year battle with melanoma.
The Federici family and the E Street family request that, in lieu of flowers, donations be made to the Danny Federici Melanoma Fund; more details on the Fund will be forthcoming.
The Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band concerts scheduled for Friday in Ft. Lauderdale and Saturday in Orlando are being postponed. Replacement dates will be announced shortly.
We extend our deepest sympathies to Danny's family, friends, bandmates, and blood brothers; we here at Backstreets, and surely all those fans touched by his spirit, mourn with you.
- April 17, 2008
(taken from Backstreets.com)
And I'll meet you further on up the road
One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know
And I'll meet you further on up the road.
Thank you for the years of music, the joy, and the talent. Rest easy, Danny...
Snow, yes. No idea how much (the weathercritters keep changing their minds) but definitely snow -- already 2-3 inches in less than two hours, and falling hard. New Haven has declared a State of Emergency (AKA "get OFF the street, you idiot, so we can plow") which means they expect 4-5" by rush hour. The felines and I have made a nest on the sofa, there is hot cocoa made, and a pile of books to be read.
ETA: and OMG, this is so cold and cruel but FUNNY...
Meanwhile I am having a mild crisis. Springsteen tickets go on sale this Saturday for a July show at Giants Stadium. This should be a no-brainer. Bruce, on home ground. In the summer. And yet...
( a Quandry. )
ETA: and OMG, this is so cold and cruel but FUNNY...
Meanwhile I am having a mild crisis. Springsteen tickets go on sale this Saturday for a July show at Giants Stadium. This should be a no-brainer. Bruce, on home ground. In the summer. And yet...
( a Quandry. )
Rock'n'Rest Cure
Nov. 16th, 2007 01:15 pmThrough sheer stubbornness, I managed to get healthy enough to drive up to Albany last night to see Bruce with my sister Sue.
Man oh man oh man.
First of all, never have I been in a stadium with such lax (that is to say, no) security. We walked in without so much as a look into our bags or a pat-down, and went straight to our seats without anyone checking tickets past the entrance. Which was sad because I had to keep checking our tickets myself to make sure we were in the right place. Yep, my ticket mojo kicked in again -- straight dead front and center of the stage. Okay, the entire GA pit was between us and the stage, but it was a clean, even line of sight. No need for jumbotronic screens, no distortion of sound, just...gorgeous.
*dies dead away of squee*
And the concert? The concert kicked ass. They opened hot and got hotter. We got "Sandy" and "E Street Shuffle." And a version of "Thunder Road" that healed any last remnants of my cold. And a band that (even lacking Patti, who was on "emergency leave") was totally smokin'. Shows like that just make me think "maybe I can get one more show in under the budget..." Alas, with Other Stuff going on in my life, three may be it. But never say "done" to the Bruce fanatic.
( the playlist, and a comment about security )
After, a quick drive through darkened wilds to my sister's place, where I spent quality time with Kobe the Wonder Burmese/Face-hugger and a feathertop bed, going to bed to the sound of the creek rushing outside, and waking at the crack of, oh, 8ish. A huge and wonderful breakfast down the street at the local cafe, watching snowflakes coast down out of the otherwise clear sky, catching up on Life with my sister, and then I took the scenic route home. It was, honestly, like driving through an endless living gallery of the best of the Hudson School of painting. Hills of golds and reds and evergreens over glimpses of lakes and rivers, all with that glorious Hudson River region lighting. I kept the radio off the entire time, and just felt the colors fill the car.
*contented sigh* I may not be back on the pony yet, but he's saddled and waiting.
Man oh man oh man.
First of all, never have I been in a stadium with such lax (that is to say, no) security. We walked in without so much as a look into our bags or a pat-down, and went straight to our seats without anyone checking tickets past the entrance. Which was sad because I had to keep checking our tickets myself to make sure we were in the right place. Yep, my ticket mojo kicked in again -- straight dead front and center of the stage. Okay, the entire GA pit was between us and the stage, but it was a clean, even line of sight. No need for jumbotronic screens, no distortion of sound, just...gorgeous.
*dies dead away of squee*
And the concert? The concert kicked ass. They opened hot and got hotter. We got "Sandy" and "E Street Shuffle." And a version of "Thunder Road" that healed any last remnants of my cold. And a band that (even lacking Patti, who was on "emergency leave") was totally smokin'. Shows like that just make me think "maybe I can get one more show in under the budget..." Alas, with Other Stuff going on in my life, three may be it. But never say "done" to the Bruce fanatic.
( the playlist, and a comment about security )
After, a quick drive through darkened wilds to my sister's place, where I spent quality time with Kobe the Wonder Burmese/Face-hugger and a feathertop bed, going to bed to the sound of the creek rushing outside, and waking at the crack of, oh, 8ish. A huge and wonderful breakfast down the street at the local cafe, watching snowflakes coast down out of the otherwise clear sky, catching up on Life with my sister, and then I took the scenic route home. It was, honestly, like driving through an endless living gallery of the best of the Hudson School of painting. Hills of golds and reds and evergreens over glimpses of lakes and rivers, all with that glorious Hudson River region lighting. I kept the radio off the entire time, and just felt the colors fill the car.
*contented sigh* I may not be back on the pony yet, but he's saddled and waiting.
midweek catchup
Oct. 10th, 2007 05:10 pmIt rains, and is cold. Hel-lo, October! Where you been?
Springsteen last night, down at the Meadowlands. Ticket karma held up -- excellent side view seats, clear line of sight on the opposite side of the stage from Hartford. I, on the other hand, was a bit woozy from the 100+ fever I had been running all day. Oh well, nothing short of contagion keeps me from my Bruce... A much looser band, more playful if less intense, than what we saw at Hartford, and a nicely shaken-up playlist (including a flubbed audible that my companion was gnashing his teeth over later). We got "Brilliant Disguise" and "Dancing in the Dark," two tunes I haven't heard in a while, so that was nice. And it was a drums night, absolutely -- everyone else was in excellent form but Mighty Max was holding it steady and ready. The crowd, however.. I hate to say this of my former home state, but half the crowd looked like they could have been at a Jackson Browne concert, they were so laid back and whatever-ish. *kicks them all, hard* Our section was pretty rockin', tho. On the shuttle home, a guy was telling me that there were still singleton seats available in the (SRO) pit for tonight, and he offered to protect me (he was 6'4" to my 5'4") if I felt brave enough. Alas, while bravery was there, the energy level -- not to mention the credit card juice -- was not.
Oh, and I got interviewed on-the-scene by a reporter from a local-to-NJ newspaper, so we'll see if anything comes of that.
Writing continues apace. I seem to have sold "Clean Up Your Room!" to a German podcast. Details as they are nailed down. Likewise, an interview with yrs trly will (I am told) be appearing in an outlet to be named later at a date to be named later.
Meanwhile, we are closing in on Draft of BLOOD FROM STONE, and much research for New Project That Eats my Brain, and a couple of short stories wedging their way into the mix, and CGAG meets tonight, so I leave you with some thoughts on ( the brain chemisty of my writing schedule )
EtA: on a challenge from
alfreda89, I am about to go ten days without diet coke (or any other 'diet' foodstuff, including gum). In honor of that, I am retiring my default icon of DC the meerkat for the duration.
Springsteen last night, down at the Meadowlands. Ticket karma held up -- excellent side view seats, clear line of sight on the opposite side of the stage from Hartford. I, on the other hand, was a bit woozy from the 100+ fever I had been running all day. Oh well, nothing short of contagion keeps me from my Bruce... A much looser band, more playful if less intense, than what we saw at Hartford, and a nicely shaken-up playlist (including a flubbed audible that my companion was gnashing his teeth over later). We got "Brilliant Disguise" and "Dancing in the Dark," two tunes I haven't heard in a while, so that was nice. And it was a drums night, absolutely -- everyone else was in excellent form but Mighty Max was holding it steady and ready. The crowd, however.. I hate to say this of my former home state, but half the crowd looked like they could have been at a Jackson Browne concert, they were so laid back and whatever-ish. *kicks them all, hard* Our section was pretty rockin', tho. On the shuttle home, a guy was telling me that there were still singleton seats available in the (SRO) pit for tonight, and he offered to protect me (he was 6'4" to my 5'4") if I felt brave enough. Alas, while bravery was there, the energy level -- not to mention the credit card juice -- was not.
Oh, and I got interviewed on-the-scene by a reporter from a local-to-NJ newspaper, so we'll see if anything comes of that.
Writing continues apace. I seem to have sold "Clean Up Your Room!" to a German podcast. Details as they are nailed down. Likewise, an interview with yrs trly will (I am told) be appearing in an outlet to be named later at a date to be named later.
Meanwhile, we are closing in on Draft of BLOOD FROM STONE, and much research for New Project That Eats my Brain, and a couple of short stories wedging their way into the mix, and CGAG meets tonight, so I leave you with some thoughts on ( the brain chemisty of my writing schedule )
EtA: on a challenge from
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the Tower Shuts Down for the Night
Oct. 7th, 2007 10:35 pmA few lines that have pleased me today.
"Nothing like a bunch of giggling dwarves to set your nerves on edge."
The chair came down on the back of the stranger’s head, and as the man doubled over, Sergei gut-punched him with obvious, malicious relish in the act.
Boys, she thought, and left them to it.
Yes, they are from two different projects.
Got to write a chase scene today. It wasn't the chase scene I thought it was going to be, but it ended up being better, more interesting, and more fun to write. And there is a comic interlude. All good things. It's still not Draft, but we're closer...
Also, the Giants won. The Red Sox won. The Yankees won. My entire family is happy tonight. That's good.
Did you all see Bruce on 60 Minutes? What he said about why he's still on tour? How "the star thing I can live with. The music I can't live without?" Yeah. That's it, right there. It's why we keep hitting our head against the keyboard and locking ourselves in the office, and giving up other stuff so what's inside can get out.
"Why are you still writing?" Pelley asks.
"It's how I find out who you are, and who I am, and then who we are....I got the chutzpa or whatever you want to say to believe that if I write a really good song about it, it's going to make a difference. It’s going to matter to somebody."
Amen.
I have been awake since 5am. I need to sleep now.
"Nothing like a bunch of giggling dwarves to set your nerves on edge."
The chair came down on the back of the stranger’s head, and as the man doubled over, Sergei gut-punched him with obvious, malicious relish in the act.
Boys, she thought, and left them to it.
Yes, they are from two different projects.
Got to write a chase scene today. It wasn't the chase scene I thought it was going to be, but it ended up being better, more interesting, and more fun to write. And there is a comic interlude. All good things. It's still not Draft, but we're closer...
Also, the Giants won. The Red Sox won. The Yankees won. My entire family is happy tonight. That's good.
Did you all see Bruce on 60 Minutes? What he said about why he's still on tour? How "the star thing I can live with. The music I can't live without?" Yeah. That's it, right there. It's why we keep hitting our head against the keyboard and locking ourselves in the office, and giving up other stuff so what's inside can get out.
"Why are you still writing?" Pelley asks.
"It's how I find out who you are, and who I am, and then who we are....I got the chutzpa or whatever you want to say to believe that if I write a really good song about it, it's going to make a difference. It’s going to matter to somebody."
Amen.
I have been awake since 5am. I need to sleep now.
bruuuuuuuce (tv) alert
Oct. 5th, 2007 07:39 pm"Rocker Bruce Springsteen answers critics who call his anti-war sentiments unpatriotic by saying the real sin against patriotism is saying nothing while your country is being harmed. Springsteen discusses this and other topics, including why he's still writing songs and performing, in an interview with 60 Minutes correspondent Scott Pelley this Sunday, Oct. 7, at 7:30 p.m. ET, 7 p.m. PT."
Don't say you didn't know. ;-)
(and if they show footage of the opening night concert, look to stageleft right (near The Big Man) and up one level -- that's us!)
Don't say you didn't know. ;-)
(and if they show footage of the opening night concert, look to stage
Bad biscuit, no writer.
Nov. 14th, 2005 08:12 amPlayed hooky last night to go down to Atlantic City to see Bruce (yes, again. Hey, considering he was talking about people who travelled all over to see him *cough cough looks off into the distance* I'm a mere piker with only two shows this tour). Once again, totally new interpretations of his own songs, almost all done slow and clear and painful -- and painfully perfect.
In short: Atlantic City. Solo and Semi-acoustic. Power was ON
( Read 'em and weep. )
and now, back to work for this suricata suricattus.
In short: Atlantic City. Solo and Semi-acoustic. Power was ON
( Read 'em and weep. )
and now, back to work for this suricata suricattus.
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Oct. 22nd, 2005 08:40 amSo, did something Bad last night -- skipped out on the piles of work waiting for my hand, and went to Providence instead in order to see The Boss do his thing.
I wasn't, I'll admit, expecting all that much -- this wasn't the revivial tent tour of E Street days, but a quieter, acoustic solo tour, supporting the quieter, acoustic solo album "Devils and Dust." So I figured I'd enjoy it (well, obviously!), but not be revitalized and rocked out of my seat.
Well...
( concert neep )
ETA a few quotes from the show:
about growing up Catholic: "It's a religion of beauty, poetry, and hideous terror."
after playing a particularly challenging bit on the piano: "Professor, where are you?"
afer bringing out the autoharp: "I'm playing a lot of gizmos tonight."
and, not from our show but the Madison one, after someone asked him when he'd come back with E Street. "When? If I knew, I wouldn't be me."
I wasn't, I'll admit, expecting all that much -- this wasn't the revivial tent tour of E Street days, but a quieter, acoustic solo tour, supporting the quieter, acoustic solo album "Devils and Dust." So I figured I'd enjoy it (well, obviously!), but not be revitalized and rocked out of my seat.
Well...
( concert neep )
ETA a few quotes from the show:
about growing up Catholic: "It's a religion of beauty, poetry, and hideous terror."
after playing a particularly challenging bit on the piano: "Professor, where are you?"
afer bringing out the autoharp: "I'm playing a lot of gizmos tonight."
and, not from our show but the Madison one, after someone asked him when he'd come back with E Street. "When? If I knew, I wouldn't be me."