Fleetwood Mac Strike Again
“They came, they played, they conquered.” Yes my friends, the Fleetwood Mac brought down the house Friday night, Feb. 7. Actually it wasn’t a house and they didn’t bring it down, it was the Grande Ballroom and they incited complete pandamonium for some ten or twenty minutes.
This was the first time I have seen the Fleetwood Mac live, and babe, I assure you that it is far from being the last! They did a few cuts from their album, English Rose, and did them so well it kind of put the record company to shame. When they popped out with their hit record, Albatross, (it’s been number one in England for some three or four weeks I hear) the audience became dead quiet, so quiet that I swear that you could have heard a cigarette drop, yes, in the Grande! After the set was finished the crowd went crazed screaming for more. Shouts of “Twist and Shout” were heard from the lower portions of dingy comers and any other place you can think of. They gave them what they wanted and more. Those last couple numbers were really strange... the pianist, Jeremy Spencer, slipped out from behind his piano, threw on a guitar and let it come on strong.
I mean he really belted them out Elvis-style! If you had just come in you’d have sworn that Mr. Presley was up there in person their voices are identical. I don’t suppose that I nave to elaborate of their great musical talents, if you’ve ever heard anything by them you know about that as well as I do.
