Grasp The Moment Photography

The Power Of Max Creek

In “She’s Here”, they themselves say “It’s not everyday, that the best come to town, with those very special people hanging around.”

Max Creek, for me, is indeed, the best. A band that’s been playing together since 1971 and has a strong, dedicated following despite the lack of radio airplay, music videos or world tour. They play the emotion filled, exploratory music that I love, with roots in blues, rock and for lack of a better term “jam”. In all they years together they’ve never stepped foot on the stage with a setlist, only a general idea of where they were going.

I found them one afternoon when I received a collection of live Grateful Dead shows in the mail from someone I had traded with. I sent him more then he sent me, and as is traditionally done, he made it up with some “surprise” shows. He threw in Max Creek at the Northern Lights, 4/08/2000. I’ll be honest and admit that the disc sat there for a bit. I finally tossed it in. The show played in the background, and it was the last song, a cover of Dire Strait’s “The Bug” that grabbed my ear. I started back at the beginning and… well….

I traveled to 4 “Camp Creeks” in upstate New York, camping out, indulging in music, fun and life. (and a few other substances from time to time.) It was yearly fix, since I could hardly every make to to other Max Creek gigs. I followed them on-line though, downloading every show that was offered for free trade. I built my collection and tried to survive on that, but it was a poor substitute for the real thing.

There was no Camp Creek this year. Instead, the band would play an all-inclusive weekend at the Eastover Resort in Lenox, Mass. It would be three days of music, in a nice hotel with comfy beds and a shower. It would be paradise, but getting there was the only hurdle.

Kim is so wonderful in so many ways, but when put our names on the waiting list for a room, she outdid herself. When we got the call there was an opening, we were on our way.

Sure, I could cut and past the setlists for the three shows that Max Creek played. I would past the links to Carl’s Setlist page, or share the recordings at the archive, but nothing could come close to the sensation of being in that room those nights. The way the music weaved around all of us filling the corners with light and sound. From the moment they took the stage, the band stopped being 5 separate men and morphed into one being. They moved from song to song wordlessly lost in rhythms and grooves.

And it was good. It was beautiful. It was just what I needed to hear.

Great friends, a great girl, a great location and a band beyond description… a weekend in heaven.

Through it all, I shot. My lens caught every note Max Creek played, the music on the lawn from the Hot Acoustics, through Flipper Dave, right up to my pal Rev Tor.

More than a month has gone by since that weekend, and I can still hear Scott’s guitar when I close my eyes. At quiet times Marks keys or John Ryder’s bass thundering along with the power of Vasso & DeGuglielmo’s drums.

I need another fix… soon.

All the images from the weekend can be seen here…

Max Creek-end 2009 - Max Creek - 09/06/09

Max Creek-end 2009 - Max Creek - 09/04/09

Max Creek-end 2009 - The Rev Tor Band - 09/06/09

Max Creek-end 2009 - Max Creek - 09/06/09

Max Creek-end 2009 - Max Creek - 09/05/09

Max Creek-end 2009 - Max Creek - 09/06/09

Max Creek-end 2009 - Max Creek - 09/05/09

All the images from the weekend can be seen here…

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2 responses

  1. Jenn

    Awesome- sorry I missed it
    Great colors!
    I can feel the energy in your words đŸ™‚

    November 1, 2009 at 3:11 pm

  2. Once you get your fix, its not enough… It may take like 5 shows before you get it again.. Its not always magic, but when it is, everyone knows it..

    July 13, 2011 at 9:44 am

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