The Fillmore East and Fillmore West
Had shows with bands who were the best.
Bill Graham, the Fillmore's promo man,
Was the performers' biggest fan.
They loved him, too, today I learned,
Respect which both ways was returned.
He often flew from coast to coast
To manage those he loved the most.
A near museum had a show
And I'm so glad I got to go.
With concert clips and poster art,
I traced both Fillmores from the start.
One concert ad, most likely rare,
Meant more to me 'cause I was there.
I closed my eyes and saw the stage,
The memory not dimmed with age.
The past is gone, my husband states,
And thinking back he really hates
But such exhibits, bittersweet
Though they might be, are still a treat.
Wednesday, July 6, 2016
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