looks like they were snapped in rapid succession...

and then moved around . Thanks Donnah, you've filled up my Wednesday Skydog tank with hi-test. preshate it. I know it wasn't easy.

I "preshate" it also. Those photos, as Mr. Sason says, are taken in rapid succession as any pro would do -- but here that pro didn't have to "through out the bad ones" -- there weren't none!

what a gem! thanks, donnah! Wail on, Skydog!

Very Nice! thanks again Donnah for her endless pictures and all the time you spend finding them for us Duane fans! Most candid shots I have ever seen. Awesome! Anyway, heres a little snippet for the Duane Allman Notebook! A memory of 1970 Atlanta Pop Festival I found. Its very short but very Duane. From a fan who witnessed this happening on stage.

I remember hearing about the riot at Piedmont Park. Also remember watching from about 5 feet away as Duane Allman jumped up in the air to end a song, but forgot to put his feet back under him and came down flat on his butt. I know it hurt. He just got right back up and started playing again. Also remember all the concerts at the Atlanta Auditorium. What great times!

wail on Skydog!

One last memory of the magical year of 1970! I hadnt thought about how free and wonderful it was to be a teen back then! Until today. After reading the memories for the Atlanta Pop Festival 1970, I finally remembered and felt a emptiness where hope, love and peace once abounded. Well, in our minds anyway for a brief period of time! lol. Lament: Life was so simple then! lol

Heres a memory from same era who was a 17 year old guy at the Festival. Enjoy the little memory that still stands tall today!

The one musical memory I have from 2nd Atlanta Pop is hearing the Allmans for the first time. Compared to them, everything else was crass commercial bullshit. Even Hendrix. The Allman Brothers were all righteous, all true. They got down to me where I was at like nobody else.

Another page in the Duane Allman Notebook for you all.
"Play all Night!"

Ok last one promise! Fast forward from above posts to the last year Duane Allman was with us 1971. A fan wrote this about a concert he saw of the Allman Brothers Band. So, here it is and many of you may have already read it, but it fits here I think. An another addition to the Duane Allman Notebook of memories. :>

I heard Duane Allman play several times, and I can tell you that there is not another guitarist of our age who could touch him. He wasn't a flashy guy. He'd stand there in one spot and look down at his hands as they produced the sounds only angels get to hear, usually.

I saw him a couple of times, just before he died, and they had added a new wrinkle to their shows. Around the middle, Duane would walk behind the huge stack of amps and come back a couple of minutes later. He'd have a different sort of glazed yet focused look in his eyes. He'd pick his Les Paul guitar back up and join back in the song in progress. And then, one by one, the other members of the band would walk off stage. Eventually, there he would be, alone, still playing the song. By himself. He would leave this world and go somewhere else: To a land where one electric guitar is all the band you need to hear music the way God himself hears it. This would last anywhere from ten to thirty minutes, depending on either his mood or the quality of the stuff with which he was corresponding on that little respite behind the amps. But I can tell you this:

Those few minutes were the most important musical moments of my life.

And I think he felt pretty much the same way about them.
"Wail On Skydog!"

Late again, but I always check. Thanks D.

Been out of town, had to check in the minute I got back. Thank you Donnah, love the shot of him looking up to the left. Thank you too Shiela for continuing our DA Notebook. Sure do wish he was still here and we were still making memories! And Shiela, If Donnah doesn't mind, keep those stories coming.

Wail On Skydog! "I like what I'm hearing right now!!"

Hey Cindy, Sure!, if I can find them and its ok with Donnah. I would be honored to share and add to the DA notebook. I love those stories too!
"Rock on and have you a good time"

Ok Cindy, Its early in the morning and I wanted to share this with you and the other DA fans on this site. If you have never read or heard Butch Trucks describe this concert memory you have really missed something special!

So Cindy, this DA notebook addition is just for you! Enjoy!

In Mikal Gilmore’s poetic book, Night Beat – A Shadow History of Rock & Roll, there is a passage about one of rocks most legendary and brilliant live performing bands – the Allman Brothers. It is in a short converation with Allman drummer Butch Trucks (about some recently unearthed live tapes of the Allman Brothers band a their early 70’s peak) that Gilmore captured the best representation of an artists’ respect for live performance. It was a second-to-last night show at the old Filmore East in New York City, the day before the show that became the Allmans Eat A Peach lp, that Trucks spoke so eloquently and emotionally:
“We went on for the late show, about 1 a.m., and played a normal three-and-a-half hour set, and when we came back, for the encore, the feeling we got from the crowd…it was something I’ll never forget. I remember sitting there with tears, just really emotional, and then we started jamming, about four in the morning, and we quit about eight o’clock. It was just one jam that went on and on, one thing leading to another, and it was magic.
“All together we ended up playing seven or eight hours, and when we finished playing, there was no applause. The place was packed, nobody had left, but not even one person clapped. They didn’t need to. Somebody got up and opened the doors and the sun came in, and this New York crowd, they just got up and quietly walked out while we were all sitting up there onstage. My mouth’s hanging open, and I remember Duane (Allman) walking in front of me, just dragging his guitar behind him, his head down, shaking it, and he says, ‘Goddamn, it’s like leaving church.’ To me, that’s what music is all about. You try to reach that level. If you’re lucky, you might get there once or twice.”

Amen Butch, amen. If only some more people would try these days.

And that folks is why The Allman Brothers Band and Duanes memory is so very dear and special to us all! Anyone who has felt the magic of his music that has drawn you to tears one moment and joy the next will understand why the flame still burns so bright and will never be extingished!
Wail on Skydog!

"And that folks is why The Allman Brothers Band and Duanes memory is so very dear and special to us all! Anyone who has felt the magic of his music that has drawn you to tears one moment and joy the next will understand why the flame still burns so bright and will never be extingished!
Wail on Skydog!"

Amen to that Sheila.
Thanks Donnah for this spring picture. Life bursting forth.

Yea Cindy, "...love the shot of him looking up to the left." I like that one a lot too, as well as the full shot and the smile next to it, and the tight shots are always awesome!!!

And yea Sheila, I have a snippet of Trucks on that interview where he says that part on my DVD.

Thanks Donnah, a superb picture from a superb Duaniac! =)