Gregg Allman: “My Only True Friend,” The First Song From The Upcoming ‘Southern Blood’


“I hope you’re haunted by the music of my soul, when I’m gone…” — Gregg Allman, “The Road Is My Only True Friend”

Goose bumps, my friends… goose bumps rose on my arms the first time I heard this hauntingly beautiful first track from Gregg’s upcoming album ‘Southern Blood.’ Entitled, “The Road Is My Only Friend,” it’s classic Allman. If Gregg’s goal with this song was to “haunt” us with the “music of (his) soul when (he’s) gone,” he certainly succeeded. I’ve conspicuously avoided posting anything about this new track as Gregg’s loss, on the heels of the devastating loss of Chris Cornell, left me a little shaken. So, I’m a little overdue on this post… This is a song to sip whiskey to in the wee small hours.

According to Allman’s guitarist and co-writer on the track, Scott Sharrad, he started writing the song from Gregg’s brother Duane’s point of view. He didn’t tell Gregg that’s what he was doing, but Gregg responded with a verse. Sharrad told Rolling Stone magazine it was eerie how the lyrics evolved like a conversation between the two brothers.

Gregg Allman didn’t only play the blues during his long and storied career, he lived the blues. He lost his father at an early age. His brother, the guitar wizard Duane Allman died in a motorcycle accident just as they were breaking big. A year later, almost to the day, the Allman Brother’s bassist Barry Oakley died the same way. There were women, wives, divorces and drugs. Worst of all, there was Cher… er, maybe I’ll just skip past that period. You hear all of that in this song.

Lyrically, the track is like sitting down in a bar, next to a friend you haven’t seen in a while and having the friend tell you his story. The idea that Sharrad shared, that this was written as a conversation comes across in the lyrics. One might easily believe this would be another ode to the gypsy life Allman lived and lauded in songs like “Melissa,” or “Midnight Rider,” or even the great solo track, “Just Another Rider” from Allman’s last LP, ‘Low Country Blues.’ But this song plays more like you would expect it to, like a man who can see the end of the long, hard road he’s ridden. In the end, the narrator is left with his only true friend, the road… “Another night alone, but I see you in my dreams sometimes…” Jesus, I think we’ve all been there.

Allman’s bluesy voice is front and center and despite his health problems, his vocals are strong. The track starts on a floating guitar solo  by Mr. Sharrad, with lush keyboard under-pinings. It sounds, well, very Allman Brother-ish. Then comes the voice… that weathered, lived in voice. I can’t say enough about Gregg’s singing on this tune. It’s clear he poured his soul into these final recordings. During the verses they surround Allman’s voice with acoustic guitar and keyboards. When the verses hit, the bluesy lead guitar comes back in. Towards the end of the song, a lone, sad sounding trumpet (I think it’s a trumpet, I’m not a horn expert) plays as the guitars jam. It’s like watching a car disappear over a hill in the distance set to bluesy guitars. Simply, haunting.

When I look out at the track list on ‘Southern Blood,’ I see a lot of cover tunes. According to Sharrad, the plan was to record an album of new material, but Allman’s health became an issue so they went with another album of mostly covers, ala ‘Low Country Blues.’ Looking at the song selection, I must say, it’s inspired. He covers Dylan’s “Going, Going, Gone” and Jackson Browne’s “Song For Adam,” whose “These Days” Allman covered on his classic album, ‘Laid Back.’

It’s not often an artist gets to write his own epitaph, but in this case, Gregg managed to write an awfully beautiful one. Check out this track immediately. Goosebumps… I guarantee it…



Gregg Allman,The Blues/Rock Legend, RIP: The Midnight Ride Is Sadly Over


*photo shamelessly stolen from the internet

Man, has it been a tough couple of weeks. It started it off well enough. I saw Soundgarden two weeks ago today and they were spectacular. I left hopeful to hear a new album from those guys sometime this year. Then things took a dark turn. Chris Cornell passed away after a show in Detroit. Then a few days later some idiot in Manchester attacks a teeny-bopper concert full of young girls, the height of cowardice. And now, in the midst of Memorial Day weekend, I got the news blues/rock legend Gregg Allman has passed away. I have to admit, my “Spidey-Senses were tingling” about Gregg for a while. He’d been hospitalized and had cancelled some tour dates. He was only 69.

The Allman Brothers Band, which bore Gregg and his brother Duane’s name, is to guitar playing what the SEC is to college football. They have all the championships. My nickname for the Allman Brothers was always “Guitar University.” Whether it was Duane Allman/Dickey Betts, or in the later years Warren Haynes/Derek Trucks, manning the guitars, you were certain to hear virtuoso guitar performances. Even surrounded by all those guitars the bedrock of the Allman’s sound was Gregg’s Hammond B-3 organ which was the melodic platform from which those guitars launched and soared. The heartbeat, and for me the key component to the Allman Brothers’ sound, was Gregg’s vocal. Even in his younger days he sang with a depth and knowing despair usually reserved for men three times his age. Who else could write, in their 20’s, “Just one more mornin’ I had to wake up with the blues…” “Dreams” indeed…

When he was a very young child his father, an Army sergeant, was shot and killed by a drinking buddy. You have to wonder if that early tragedy informed Gregg’s soulful, sad voice. Gregg Allman didn’t just sing the blues – with all the tragedy (his father, his brother’s untimely death), the women, Cher, the divorces (6), the drugs, the booze, and all the legal problems divorces, booze and drugs bring – Gregg Allman lived the blues.

I’ve read quite a bit on line about Gregg Allman the last twenty-four hours. Almost unanimously they refer to Allman as a “southern rock” pioneer. I do know that Gregg considered the term southern rock redundant. If it’s southern music, it rocks, baby! When I think about the Allman’s music, I don’t think of it as southern rock. Yes, they built the template of the multi-lead guitar, bluesy, touch of country, rock and roll. To me they were just a great blues band with a jazz ethos. The solo’ing and the playing off each other was so much more akin to Miles Davis than well, Marshall Tucker. I don’t really like jam bands, like say, The Grateful Dead, but you could easily call the Allman Brothers Band a jam band. In my opinion they played more forcefully than all that Grateful Dead noodling. These guys were taking the blues places it hadn’t been.

My introduction to the Allman Brothers Band was an odd one. When I was in college my musical taste and my album collection was exploding in all different directions. I had musical ADD. I’d buy a Stones album, then maybe a Beatles album, then back over to the Faces. I had the good fortune to have a roommate, Drew, who had a singular focus when it came to music. When he got into an artist he went straight through the catalog until he had it all. We were both musical completists. Drew came home one day with “I’m No Angel,” Gregg’s great ’86 solo album. Yes, the production is a little dated, but it was the strongest thing he’d done since “Laid Back.” This was my introduction to Gregg Allman and my gateway into the Allman Brothers Band. You have to remember, when I came of record-buying age, Allman was married to Cher and had just put out “Allman And Woman.” Not my bailiwick. Up to the point Drew brought home “I’m No Angel” I was aware of the Allmans but hadn’t paid any attention to them.

Drew also played me “Live At the Fillmore East” for the first time. That’s when I was hooked, my musical life changed that day. It wasn’t until I moved to Arkansas that I crashed through the entire early Allman’s catalog. I mean, if you live in the south you better own some Allman Brother’s albums… I consider “The Allman Brothers Band,” “Idlewild South,” “Fillmore East,” “Eat A Peach” and “Brothers And Sisters” all ESSENTIAL rock music listening. It’s an amazing catalog of work. They defined jam rock, southern rock, blues rock, just plain rock! Through losing Duane Allman, founder/leader/legendary guitarist and founding bassist Barry Oakley they continued to put out fantastic music. While it’s easy to focus on those early records, when the Allman Brothers regrouped in 1990 for the great reunion/comeback album ‘Seven Turns’ it led to a string of really great albums. I would highly recommend ‘Where It All Begins,’ but I also loved the last Allman album, without Dickey Betts, ‘Hittin’ The Note.” There’s some great playing on that record especially on the long track, “Desdemona.” They also cover the Stones’ “Heart of Stone,” which I’m rather partial to.

While the Allman Brothers’ legend is cemented, I don’t hear nearly enough about Gregg’s great solo work. One of the unique things about Gregg’s solo work is on almost every solo album he’d go back and rework one of the Allman’s early songs. His first solo album, “Laid Back” is his masterpiece and his reimagining of “Midnight Rider” is so differently orchestrated than the original you almost forget there are 2 versions of that track. “Laid Back” is a must have. His cover of Jackson Browne’s oft-covered “These Days” is definitive. His follow-up, the live “The Gregg Allman Tour” is, like “Fillmore East,” one of the great double live albums of the 70s. Gregg always brought more of an R&B feel to his solo records vs the bluesy muscle of Allman Brothers. The other 70s solo Gregg album that everyone should own is ‘Playing Up A Storm.’ You won’t recognize any of the tunes, I don’t think there are any “hits” per se, but it’s almost the same high quality as “Laid Back.” Choice listening!

Gregg’s last solo album, ‘Low Country Blues’ was produced by T Bone Burnett and featured Gregg doing almost exclusively old blues covers. The opening track, “Floating Bridge” will stop you in your tracks. He tackles Muddy’s “I Can’t Be Satisfied” and matches the Stones version for sheer blues awesomeness. My only complaint about ‘Low Country’ was there wasn’t enough of Gregg’s seminal organ playing, but it’s a nit of a complaint.

Another album that didn’t get a lot of attention, but everyone should check out is Gregg’s 1997 solo album, “Searching For Simplicity.” He does a great, acoustic re-work of “Whippin’ Post.” There is a great, great version of John Hiatt’s “Memphis In The Meantime.” For me, “Rendezvous With The Blues” is the highpoint. Gregg’s bluesy growl is let loose on that one. It’s a solid, bluesy record and well worth checking out.

Today I am sad, because we have lost another legend. I’m starting to get that bad 2016 feeling again… We’re starting to lose people in bunches again. Thankfully we have an amazing back catalog to console us through our grief. And, I was pleased to hear that Gregg had completed his long-awaited follow up to ‘Low Country Blues,’ and that album should be out in September.

Make no mistake people, a giant of the blues, of rock and roll, of music has passed this weekend. The world is better off for knowing Gregg Allman’s artistry.