Peter Frampton played the Snoqualmie Casino with YES on Thursday, July 15.
YES, Peter Frampton
July 15, 2010
-- Got to the Snoqualmie Casino and Peter Frampton was already about 4 or 5 songs deep into his set. When they say "6 p.m." on the casino's website, they mean the show starts at 6 p.m., for real.
-- Rolled in through the casino entrance, past a bunch of people who looked INCREDIBLY pissed about the noise of the concert. I'm not sure who these people are, where they live, or what grand plans they have that the upcoming Huey Lewis & The News show is absolutely going to disrupt, but I've never seen a group of people with so much free time and completely misdirected energy in my life. Blowing air horns in the middle of the show's talking breaks wasn't bothering anyone, just FYI.
-- Peter Frampton still loves the Talkbox, brought his son out to sing on a number (which was pretty cool and showed what an affable fellow he is), and covered Soundgarden's "Black Hole Sun." It was weird, but Frampton is an incredibly enthusiastic and charming guy.
-- It's always weird seeing bands that are 40 years into their career, with an insane amount of lineup changes and an insane back catalog to draw from. Especially when you're seeing that stuff happening in a casino parking lot.
-- Aside from a completely trashed speaker that rattled through a good portion of the show, YES sounded as dynamic and powerful live as they do on their records, and singer Benoît David (originally from a YES tribute band, no less) sounded as pitch-perfect and clear as original singer Jon Anderson.
-- Steve Howe is an absolutely insane guitar player. Seeing him live makes me realize how many other contemporary guitarists (Nels Cline was coming to mind a whole heck of a lot) have taken melodic and stylistic inspiration from the man.
-- The only "Huh?" moment of the show was Benoît David's outfit, which made him look like a waiter at a Chi-Chi's-esque Mexican-themed chain restaurant from the 70's. Upon further Googlin', the man's wardrobe is consistently terrible. He is a great singer, though, so he could duct-tape a Slip-n-Slide to him and as long as he sings well, he gets a pass.
-- Never, ever, EVER try to grab a drumstick from a roadie in front of a margarita-fueled 50-something woman with huge, frizzy hair. She will claw at your shoulders like a banshee, even if she was acting like your best friend 2 minutes prior.