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Bob
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Review by Magnolia
Bob was in great form. The amphitheater was beautiful, definitely
properly named. It was nestled in a very wooded area. Really pretty,
and the sound was superb, at least for Bob's sets. Anyway, a nice
setting. I had seats close up, but I did wander to the back grassy
area to take in the view of the whole pavilion. Although I asked quite
a few locals who the heck Cynthia Woods was/is, no on seemed to have a
clue. I figured maybe she was someone who had done something stellar
for the Houston community. But maybe not. One guy guessed that she was
just the wife of some guy who had a lot of money. At least she put up
a nice venue. Bob just kept playing on this night, came back again and
again. I feel sort of guilty when he comes back for the second time,
shirt soaked with sweat, yet still we ask him for more. Sorry, Bob, it
just doesn't seem possible to get enough. Speaking for myself, I am
insatiable. If there was another life, I would like to come back in
this time frame and be Larry or Charlie or especially Tony (who is
awesome and doesn't get the accolade that he deserves. He is very
gifted. A catalyst.) Bob looked very handsome in the black suit, but
just dazzled the eyes in the white one, black piping swirls on the
outer seam of the pants. Hottie. The set list speaks for itself, and
most of it was primo. But It's Alright Ma was as good as I've ever
heard it, and I've heard it a bunch.
(Bob Links)
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Mr. Tambourine man
Itīs alright, ma
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