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Live review: Hootenanny Festival 2010

For some, the Fourth of July is a good opportunity to re-read the Declaration of Independence, or  the writings of Thomas Jefferson, John Adams or George Washington to reacquaint themselves with the spirit behind the nation’s founding.

The Hootenanny Festival held each Independence Day weekend serves a similar function for anyone looking to reconnect with the spirit underlying the birth of that quintessentially American musical form, rock 'n’ roll.

Berrybig_l50qasnc This year’s lineup held out the prospect of a summit meeting between two of rock’s titanic figures -- Chuck Berry and Jerry Lee Lewis -- along with the usual amalgam of roots-rock, punk and Americana acts spread Saturday over the daylong festival’s three stages in the park-like surroundings of Irvine’s Oak Canyon Ranch.

Unfortunately, Lewis never made it, canceling under doctor’s orders because of an illness that the event’s promoter said wasn’t serious, but enough to take the "Ferriday Fireball" out of the game for the day. (Fest-goers were advised to hold onto their tickets, which will get them into a Jerry Lee Lewis 75th birthday celebration scheduled for September in Pomona.)

That left the elder statesman duties to Berry, who, at age 83, still succeeded in wowing this crowd of several thousand guys with greased pompadours, cuffed Levi jeans and tattoos and women predominantly outfitted like Bettie Page stand-ins.

Rock’s first poet and original guitar hero confessed during his hour-long set to tiring easily these days. So he alternated such rollicking anthems of youthful liberation as “Roll Over Beethoven,” “School Days” and “Sweet Little Sixteen” with slower numbers, including “Every Day I Have the Blues” and “Wee Wee Hours,” in which he let his big Gibson electric guitar do most of the singing.

The man who invented much of the musical lexicon for his instrument reeled and rocked with a perplexing string of chord progressions and melodic runs during his solos, the logic of which might have been perceptible only to certain breeds of guitar-loving dogs. Yet just when you thought he’d completely abandoned musical cohesion comprehensible to anyone this side of Thelonious Monk,  those long, limber fingers would slip back into the exhilarating dimension he largely defined more than half a century ago.

Berry was accompanied by his regular bassist, Jim Marsala, and a keyboardist (Andy Hill) and drummer (3 Bad Jacks’ Kyle Helm) he picked up locally, his modus operandi when playing outside his hometown gigs in St. Louis. His appearance capped a day that spanned the earnest, western-soaked solo music offered up by psychobilly band Tiger Army singer Nick 13, the expansive Southern blues rock of Shooter Jennings and the raucous Americana of the Old 97’s on the two side-by-side main stages and off-the-hook second stage acts such as the theatrically cross-dressing thrash punk band Whorehouse Massacre.

The invigorating thing about Hootenanny, beyond the fascinating intersection of roots music, punk attitude and custom-car culture, is the window it offers on the many variations that have sprouted from the seeds that Berry, Lewis, Elvis, Little Richard and their cohorts planted in the '50s. The common thread is raw emotion and visceral energy. The impact of the individual performances hinged largely on the degree to which each act embraced the freedom from formal constraints of musical conventions that distinguished rock’s original class.

Bass3_l50wghnc Nick 13 seems genuinely inspired by the “Ghost Riders in the Sky” school of western music, with its eerie textures and tales of loners on the frontier, but so far seems too in awe of the genre’s tradition to put much of a stamp on it. Jennings has broken from the tradition bequeathed him by his outlaw country parents, Waylon Jennings and Jessi Colter, and seemed comfortable in his own musical skin exploring the border territory where Southern rock meets roots country.

Rhett Miller was characteristically compelling fronting the on-again, off-agin Old 97’s, the perpetual rock-star-in-waiting a la Gram Parsons, though exhibiting Parsons’ songwriting expertise less consistently. Singer-songwriter Roger Alan Wade fulfilled the don’t-give-a-hoot storyteller role with bawdy and witty songs including “D-R-U-N-K” and the self-explanatory “If You’re Gonna Be Dumb, You Gotta Be Tough.”

Even with a relatively modest advance ticket price of $35, Hootenanny didn’t escape the doldrums hampering the concert industry across the board this year. Goldenvoice chief Paul Tollett noted backstage that attendance, around 4,000 on Saturday, was down from peak years: “It’s not the best, but not the lowest either, about in the middle,” he said after Berry wrapped up.

Yet from the enthusiasm shown by those who did turn out, the joyfully liberating potential of music rooted in American tradition was a truth that remains self-evident.

-- Randy Lewis

Photos: Chuck Berry (top) and Nick 13 from Tiger Army (bottom) perform at the Hootenanny Festival in Irvine's Oak Canyon Ranch.  Credit: Allen J. Schaben / Los Angeles Times.

-- PHOTOS: Hootenanny Festival 2010

 
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Sounds like a typical Chuck Berry show. Saw one just like it a year ago.

I'm not into the 1950s scene or "oldies" music, but it is nice to see an American music legend like Chuck Berry soldiering on at age 83 & getting his due props after laboring in the shadow of the somewhat overrated Elvis Presley for several decades. After listening to the discographies of both of these musical icons, it is safe to say with 20-20 hindsight that Berry's music has had more of an influence on the styles on musicians that have come onto the scene since Berry & Presley started their careers over half a century ago. That is especially true for some of the early, more "bluesy" tunes Chuck recorded at the beginning of his career...

It's also refreshing to see a genuine guy like Chuck still able to make a living by doing what he does best, at an age when most people have already been retired for 15-20 years!

Yeah,Jerry Lee Didn't want to have follow Chuck is all. Chicken!
Robert Vaughn Herndon IS Black Sunshine

More like a dark cloud Robert Vaughn Herndon.
I wanted to post something positive until I read your ignorance.

Mr. Berry is 100% professional. Also completely brilliant/

I thought that Chuck Berry made a poor showing at the show. His guitar playing was sloppy and it came off worse than a rehearsal. He needs to get together a real band and put on an actual rock show. B.B. King and other 80somethings still put on solid concerts. Chuck Berry just doesn't care. Sure, he wrote and invented the distinctive style of guitar playing we all know and love, but don't sell the audience short.


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