Musician shreds Paramount
“I think everyone here is just about as crazy as I am,” Joe Satriani chuckled midway through his show at the Paramount Theater.
This being Austin, he definitely had grounds for that statement. But when Satriani began to discuss how a ‘50s beat poet came to him in a dream and told him to write and record the very originally named “Dream Song,” the chrome-domed guitar virtuoso is in another dimension of weird that most Austinites can barely begin to imagine.
Joe Satriani, aka Satch, has tasted more success than most can only dream of, and his name makes any axe-slinger jerk to attention. For a start, he has 15 Grammy nominations, 10 million albums sold worldwide, survived 20 years in the business and if that was n’t enough, some of the most successful guitarists today once called him teacher, including Metallica’s Kirk Hammett, shred god Steve Vai and jazz kingpin Charlie Hunter.
Now Satriani is touring behind his latest record, “Black Swans and Wormhole Wizards,” and the 1,200 strong crowd gathered to bask at the feet of the guitar Buddha.
Tagging along were Ned Evett and Triple Double, an LA three-piece blues rock group. It takes guts to play guitar solos opening for a man who has made them his M.O. for so long, but Ned Evett did a supreme job, pulling off Indian flourishes on fretless guitars in between down and dirty rockers like “Red Red Room” and “Wrong Thing.” It was also a treat to hear singing since Satch’s music is devoid of lyrics.
But once Satch kicked off, it became perfectly clear that he does not need any singers. Backed by his world class band and a psychedelic light show, Satriani pulled out some of his most show-stopping tunes and with the magic of improvisation, turned them into something new.
“Andalusia” smoothly translated from an erotic Spanish dream into wild rock riffing, while the house favorite “Always With Me, Always With You” crescendoed into pure exultation at the end from a simple muted riff at the beginning.
As Satriani and Co. returned to close with “Summer Song,” the band’s bassist came out in a Texas Longhorn T-shirt to the crowd’s roaring approval.
It is hard to watch Satch play, looking like a kid at Christmas, and not think he is one of the few men in the world who is satisfied with what he has. The 1,200 people there certainly would.