The next set was "the 80s band," led by Dave (D.K.) Stewart on piano, Mesi, and adding Don Campbell on bass. This was the band I partied with. An interesting observation: with each new band, the music moved away from traditional blues to add more pop and jazz influenced numbers, and Paul's chromatic came more into play. This was musically more interesting, no doubt, but I belong to the old school of blues and love the traditional stuff best.
The members of Brown Sugar look so young! And Paul (on the right) is so skinny. At the memorial, I saw some faces from the past that looked very old indeed, especially of those who haven't stopped partying. Nothing ages the skin like booze and cigarettes. I saw some old deLay groupies who are ten or more years younger than I am and who looked twenty years older.
After a couple sets, we left and went to dinner at O'Connors in Multnomah Village. A good way to end the night, which included grief along with the celebration of Paul's life and music. As H put it, it doesn't seem right that Paul deLay isn't in the world.
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