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The Cleveland Cavaliers will push ahead with restoration of the Quicken Loans Arena just a few working days into the NBA baseball team's failure. Last weekend the staff said that they had cancelled the refurbishment plan against the resistance of the church groups, but the whole thing is back on course.
Last Thursday, detractors retracted petitions requiring a popular vote on Cleveland's funding for the campaign. As a result of such a referenda, the refurbishment would have missed the actual building life which in turn would have raised the overall cost. Since there is no need to hold a referenda, however, the teams are free to continue their work.
Frank Jackson, Mayor of Cleveland, added: "Throughout the entire trial, my backing for this deal has never waned. Cavaliers are extending their rental contract from 2027 to 2034 as part of the planned June work. Since 1994 the squad plays in 'The Q'.
Cleveland and J. Geil's band shake up Bob Seger at the Quicken Loans Arena show.
It' always great to take the old Bob Seger albums off the shelves and hear them for yourself. It is even better to see and hear his Silver Bullet line-up perform with fifteen thousand crying supporters. Yesterday evening in the Quicken Loans Arena, the 69-year-old Seger delighted a sold-out audience with a two-hour long media show consisting of proven n' true hit songs, off-road hymns and various newsbies from his recently released Capitol record entitled Away Out.
With his gritty still in top shape vocals and his posture not softened by old age, the 2004 Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Inductee provided a tingling shake-down and strip after strip, shaking his waist and blowing his punches in triumph, indulging in every instant as if there was no place he would rather be.
Detroit legends didn't fake it either. Starting with the barrel-breasted opening "Roll Me Away" up to the gleaming "We've Got Tonight", from the Can't-it-it-all Canto " Beautiful Loser" up to the John Hiatt album " Detroit Made" the singer and friend play as if they were starving, young upstart and not self -satisfied, pension-secured popstars, who put muscles and perspiration into every show.
She was also contagious; the crowd of the stadium was dancing and singing all the way through, swinging the iPhones to catch all the highlight (and raise her beer to improve it). Clothed in comfortable blues denim and dark shirts (and sometimes in headbands ), the silver-haired Seger sings on "Main Street" and "Like a Rock" and jingles on a temporary chair like a bonfire salvia that delights children in school.
Bob, however, rummaged and sang into a wireless microphone at up-tempo tracks "Old Time Rock and Roll," "Travelin' Man," and "Her Strut," which weave between band mates (and grin like a cat) while push guitarists whined and groaned. Was there a statute (written or tacit) prohibiting Rockstars from hanging everything in their 60s and 70s?
Bob Seger didn't get the note - and probably wouldn't give a damn anyway. Remaining channelling Spencer Davis R&B and Wilson Pickett Seele in his Russelt skirt repertory, the Grandfather's Teer Man struck like a 30-year-old on Otis Clay's classics "Tryin' to Live My Life Without You" and Steve Earle titty "The Devil's Right Hand.
Seger preferred the early abandoned platform, and visited and paid tribute to the tickets owners there a little more than the people sitting elsewhere in the dish, on the balconies or on the ground. So Seger said his wife's from the neighborhood, too. Michigan and Florida now divide their times. Jim "Moose" Brown, bass player Chris Campbell, percussionist Don Brewer, keyboarder Craig Frost and songwriter Tom "Alto Reed" Cartmell formed the heart of Seger's unique group.
However, the sunglasses-studded carny man most of the show took his turn to blow on the largest saxophone we've ever seen, playing his characteristic guitar and solo music. Although in theoretical terms it looks like a strange match-up, her impetuous bow mixed well with Reed's huge saxophone note and created a kind of Folk Suul Spiritospel Rocking soundtrack.
There was no need for Bob to inspire anyone to be enthusiastic before he faced the "California Stars" experienced in America, but he did it anyway: Seger and his companions followed their own camera during the Woody Guthrie songs (popular with Billy Bragg and Wilco) and throughout the whole show and transferred their pictures to a couple of oversized monitors that hung from the chevrons to help the nostrils.
As if that weren't enough, "Night Moves" and "Rock and Roll Never Forgets" ice up the legendary pie. J. Geil's tape isn't at Rock Hall yet, but it should be. The Massachusetts troupe, like Moody Blues, Chicago and Yes, the Worcester, have been selling million albums and playing tens of millions of shows in their forty-year track record just to be ignored by Jan Wenner and his power brokers in New York.
The guitarist J. Geils went into retirement years ago, but his well-known group still consists of the mouth organ hightrionics of Richard "Magic Dick" Salwitz, the double burp of Danny "DK" Klein and the joyful keyboards of Seth Justman. Spastically and spontaneously (but smoothly) the ragged wolf jumped on "Give It To Me" and "Detroit Breakdown" like a small child at Zuckerhöhe, while Klein offered his (pink) bassstrings and "lickety-stick" harp playing Magic Dick new guitars from a briefcase.
In the end Wolf dropped his glittering dark coat and his party, but couldn't make up his mind whether to put his cap on or take it off - or whether to let Magic Dick freeze by fuelling the harpist with it.