Massey Hall October 15, 2010 Set List

Massey Hall / Toronto, On Canada Set List (October 15, 2010)

Massey Hall Set List (Working Set List / Not In Order / Not All Songs Were Performed)

A NIGHTMARE IN 75261

SO THERE I AM IN DECEMBER OF 2008, IN DALLAS WITH RANDY AND THE FROGS AND WE’RE PLAYIN’ AT SOME JILLIONAIRE’S HOUSE FOR SOME PRIVATE BLOWOUT…SOMEBODY SAID IT WAS PHARMACEUTICAL MONEY, SO, HOW HIGH CAN YOU COUNT…?
AND THEY’VE ALSO GOT THE MOODY BLUES FOR THE NIGHT. NOTHING LIKE CLOUT…

SO WE PLAY OUR SHOW AND SOME OF THE BAND GO AND TOUR THE HOUSE AND STAY TO SEE THE MOODYS…ME, I DIDN’T STAY LONG, JUST WENT BACK TO MY ROOM AND WATCHED RECENT MOVIES WITHOUT ANNOYING COMMERCIALS. MATTER OF FACT, ONE OF THEM WAS LAKEVIEW TERRACE…GEEZ SAM JACKSON WAS A PRICK IN THAT MOVIE…OLYMPIC CLASS PRICK…MY GOODNESS..

COULDN’T EVEN GO FOR A WALK, CAUSE THEY’VE GOT ME AT A SEPARATE PLACE FROM THE BAND, SOME COUNTRY CLUB WITH 900 HOLES OF GOLF AND FOUR THOUSAND ACRES OF LAND OR SOMETHING…CAN’T WALK ANYWHERE…YOU GOTTA PHONE THE DESK AND THEY SEND A GUY IN A GOLF CART FOR YOU. WANT A SNACK…? HE’LL DRIVE YOU FOUR MILES TO SOME DUMB MACHINE…
CHARMING.

MY POINT OF STORY, THOUGH, HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE COUNTRY CLUB. IT HAS TO DO WITH MY BEING LEFT ON MY OWN IN THE MORNING TO DEAL WITH THE DALLAS AIRPORT. NOW, I’M NOT FAMILIAR WITH THE DALLAS AIRPORT…AT LEAST NOT THE NEW DALLAS AIRPORT. LEMME TELL YA…SPECIALLY THOSE OF YOU WHO LIVE IN COUNTRIFIED AREAS…YOU HAVE NO IDEA…YOU HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA…
IT’S A CITY. YOU TAKE TRAINS FROM ONE TERMINAL IN THE AIRPORT TO ANOTHER. IT REMINDED ME OF THE SUBWAY SYSTEM IN TORONTO, OR MAYBE EVEN PARTS OF NEW YORK CITY…

THIS IS AN AIRPORT FOR GOD’S SAKE. ONE OF THE LOCALS TOLD ME THAT THEY’D JUST SPENT OVER A BILLION DOLLARS “UPGRADING” THE AIRPORT. GEEZ LOUISE…THAT’S A THOUSAND MILLION…
LADIES AND GENTS, DEPENDING ON WHICH ESTIMATE OR LINEUP YOU SEE, DALLAS IS BETWEEN THE THIRD AND THE SIXTH BUSIEST AIRPORT IN THE WORLD. IT IS BUSIER THAN PARIS, HONG KONG, SINGAPORE, KENNEDY IN NEW YORK, LAS VEGAS, SHANGHAI, AMSTERDAM, MADRID, SAN FRANCISCO, FRANKFURT, AND MIAMI…
AND I WOKE UP THE NEXT MORNING AND MY RIDE NEVER SHOWED UP. AND IT WAS GETTING CLOSER AND CLOSER TO MY FLIGHT TIME.
NO RIDE…NO HELP…NOBODY BUT ME…
OH BROTHER…!

AT THIS POINT I HARDLY KNOW ANYTHING…THAT’S WHAT ROAD MANAGERS ARE FOR…I DON’T ASK SAM BOYD TO SING FOR FUCK SAKE…SO WHEN IT COMES TO NAVIGATING FOR MYSELF THROUGH AN AIRPORT BIGGER THAN MY HOME TOWN, I’M A LITTLE STRESSED…A LOT STRESSED…READY-TO-KILL-SOMEBODY-STRESSED…

THE CAB GETS ME THERE FROM “WALT DISNEY’S GOLF LAND” BUT NOW I’M FACED WITH CHECKING IN…WELL, FIRSTLY DETERMINING EVEN WHAT TERMINAL I SHOULD GET DROPPED OFF AT…I’M LOOKING AROUND AND I FEEL LIKE A COCKER SPANIEL LOOKING AT A TYPEWRITER…I’M SOMEWHAT DISMAYED AND NOW I HAVE TO GIVE THIS GUY MY BAG…AT LEAST I’VE GOT A TICKET…NOW HE’S GOT MY BAG AND I’VE GOT A BOARDING PASS AND A BAGGAGE CLAIM CHECK…SEEMS THAT EVERYTHING SHOULD BE ALL RIGHT…RIGHT…?
WRONG…!!!!!!

NOW I HAVE TO TAKE THE TRAIN FROM ONE PLACE TO ANOTHER JUST SO I CAN WALK ANOTHER QUARTER MILE TO MY BOARDING GATE…
YAH YAH YAH, SO I GOT THERE ALL RIGHT, BUT I’M JUST SAYING…

THE THING IS IS THAT…
I JUST WASN’T BORN TO FIND MY WAY AROUND PLACES. IF I GO FOR A NICE LONG MEMORY FILLED DRIVE IN WINNIPEG I CAN STILL GET LOST. SO THE DALLAS AIRPORT JUST OVERWHELMED ME. AND I’VE BEEN FLYING SINCE 1966…44 YEARS…FLEW A LOT OF TIMES EVERY ONE OF THEM…

IT’S JUST THAT THE MODERN SUPER AIRPORTS UPSET ME…I ALWAYS FEEL LIKE I’M IN AN ANTHILL…OH BROTHER…
I HAD TO TAKE A TRAIN TO GET TO AN ESCALATOR THAT TOOK ME UP A FLIGHT TO A MOVING SIDEWALK THAT WHISKED ME ALONG ABOUT A QUARTER OF A MILE TO MY BOARDING GATE…

THE THING IS IS THAT IRREGARDLESS
OF MY STRESS LEVELS, I MANAGED TO MAKE IT BACK TO CALIFORNIA, WHERE YOU CAN STILL HAVE A NICE FIVE HUNDRED DOLLAR DINNER IN A RESTAURANT THAT DOESN’T REQUIRE YOU TO WEAR SOCKS…

CAN I HAVE A “SWEET, RESOUNDING, UNISON, SHOUT IT OUT LIKE YOU MEAN IT”

OH BROTHER…!