06.01.74 Boston, MA, middle of ´Thundercrack´
´´To the far right of the stage, we´ve got the little Mr.Maestro himself, the Prince of Passaic (?) plays the keys, little teenyboppers fall right, they fall left, they fall right, they fall down to their knees, Mr.Daniel Federici on the organ.....(?) master of the long notes, a man whose mother was a Tallent, whose father was a Tallent, whose brother was a Tallent and whose sister is a Tallent, on the bass guitar, Mr.Garry W.Tallent....at the piano, a man whose notes belong in quotes, whose groove has hung loose, 20 years old, digits of solid gold, from Belmar, New Jersey, Mr.Dave (?) Sancious....that´s right, back on the drums we´ve got a man, we´ve got the Mad Dog, we got a man (chuckles) we gotta keep him, we gotta set him way out back there ´cause he´s so vicious, diagnosed on a national, syndicated television show by Dr.Joyce Brothers (?) as a homicidal, schizophrenic, paranoid Roman-Catholic and the only man I know who snorts beer through his left ear, watchout, girls, he hates to be alone, the Mad Dog, the Madman, Mr.Vincent Lopez on the drums.....and last but certainly not least, a man that, he might laugh, he might joke (?) eat snowflakes but he don´t mess around, the Kahuna of surf and soul, the Duke of Paducah, his majesty, on the tenor saxophone, Mr.Clarence Clemons.....´´

06.01.74 Boston, MA, intro to ´Let the Four Winds Blow´
´´This is a song from when you used to be able to walk up to a girl and say....I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk....´´

Compiled by : Johanna Pirttijärvi