Kooper:
Well, some of the live shows were circuses. Uh, Newport
was, and Forest Hills was one of the biggest circuses I've ever been in. At
Newport there were a lot of warring factions. The Lomaxes and the Grossmans
were at war over the fact that there were electric instruments at Newport.
In fact, way before Bob played, the Butterfield Band had played electric,
and the Chambers Brothers had played electric. And, and the board of
directors were going berserk. They didn't like it. This was really not known
by the crowd that was there. The crowd that was there certainly took it all
in and enjoyed it and didn't boo the Butterfield Band or the Chambers
Brothers or anything like that. Now, most of these people had come to see
Bob Dylan. He was the star of the festival and he played on the last night,
at the highlight of the show. And all these other acts were pretty much
something that these primarily college kids had to endure as opposed to
appreciate. They didn't care about the Georgia Sea Island Singers or Son
House or Robert Pete Williams or any of the other things that were on there.
They wanted to see their hero, Bob Dylan play, and that's what they plunked
down the money for. And they came sort of like a spring break mentality. And
of course there were people to see the other things, but I'm talking about
by and large the majority of the people that were there were there with a
spring break mentality to see their hero Bob Dylan. So the Georgia Sea
Island Singers, Son House and Robert Pete Williams came out, and they all
played like 45 minutes to an hour shows. And then, uh, I played at Bob at
Newport with uh, the Butterfield Band backing him up. And we rehearsed the
night before all night in some mansion in Newport. And we rehearsed three
songs. So Bob came out with this electric band and played three songs. And
we didn't especially play that good. It wasn't that good. And so all these
people who had endured this whole weekend, and Bob Dylan comes out and plays
15 minutes after Son House plays 45 minutes. Well, they went nuts. Not
'cause he played electric. But because they'd paid all this money and spent
all this time and suffered all this other musics, and heard 15 minutes of
Bob Dylan, and they went nuts. I don't know that they really booed. I didn't
hear any booing. But they certainly were unhappy, and they were yelling
more, more, more, more. And I was backstage, and Peter Yarrow, who was the
MC, from Peter, Paul and Mary, came over to Dylan and said, you gotta do
another one. Bob said, we don't know any others. And Peter said, well, for
godsakes go out there with your guitar and just play one. Cool them out,
they're going nuts. I think Peter understood the severity of the situation.
Whereas we didn't really understand it, you know, what was happening, other
than they wanted to get as much Dylan as they could get, but didn't
understand the dichotomy of the 15 minutes versus the 45 and an hour. So Bob
went out with an acoustic guitar and played "It's All Over Now, Baby Blue".
Which was great drama. And it was cracking me up. And uh, it was. It was all
over now, baby blue. Now, then we played Forest Hills a few months later.
And what had transpired is that at this time now, "Like A Rolling Stone" is
number one in the country. And all the journalists have written about how
the audience booed Dylan at Newport for playing electric, which was a crock.
And so these kids came to the show at Forest Hills with all their boos on.
They were, they were going to boo Bob Dylan and they paid their ten bucks or
whatever it cost to get in, so that they could boo Bob Dylan. And this was
the biggest circus I've ever seen. Bob went out and played acoustic through
the first part of the show. And then in intermission, the temperature
dropped 15 degrees or maybe even 20, and it got downright cold in there. And
this bizarre began swirling around, uh, Forest Hills Tennis Stadium where we
were playing. And then Murray the K came out and introduced Bob, which was
the silliest damn thing I'd ever seen.
So at intermission the, uh, the temperature dropped 15 or
20 degrees. And it became downright cold there. And this huge wind was
sweeping around the stadium, this Forest Hills Tennis Stadium where we were
playing. And then, before we came out, Murray the K came out, of all people,
like I mean the most un-Bob Dylan person there could be, this horrible disc
jockey. And it, Bob is what's happening, and here we go, you know. And Bob's
really doing it, and like the people went nuts, they hated him. And they
just like booed him down. Then we came out, playing our electric music. The
band was, uh, Harvey Brooks on bass, myself on keyboards, Robbie Robertson
on guitar and Levon Helm on drums. And this was like this sort of
bastardized half-Band, half-recording studio band that was Bob's first
electric band. And we went out there and it was nuts. They were just booing,
they were yelling the most basest insults at him, people were rushing the
stage to grab him. Some guy came running by me with cops chasing him on
stage, and like caught his foot in the back of my chair and like knocked me
flat over, like in the middle of the show. And it was wild. And so we
started playing, uh, uh, "Ballad Of A Thin Man." And they were just booing
mercilessly. And Bob yelled out to the band, "Keep playing the intro until
they shut up." So we're going, uh, -- [plays organ] -- for five minutes.
Until they realized that, until they shut up, he wasn't going to do
anything. And then he sang this song which said, "Something is happening
here but you don't know what it is, do you Mr. Jones." Which was some more
good Bob drama, kind of like it's all over now, baby blue at Newport. And,
and it was a crazy show. And then at the end we played "Like A Rolling
Stone," and they all sang along, because it was the number one record at the
time. So you know, go understand this. And the very next week we played the
Hollywood Bowl, with the same show we had played Forest Hills with. And at
the Hollywood Bowl nobody booed, and everybody was very appreciative and
enjoyed the show. Showed the difference between New York and Los Angeles at
the time. And it was nice. We got to go to Gregory Peck's house. It was a
very pleasant experience being in Los Angeles. I had never been to Los
Angeles before. I spent all my money on clothes. I bought all these wild
shirts that I always wanted that I couldn't find anywhere. And there they
all were in Los Angeles. So I spent all my money on clothes. And it turned
out that that was the end of my tenure in the Bob Dylan touring band. I got
the tour schedule and I saw that we were playing in Dallas. And just a few
short years ago they had killed the president of the United States there.
And I figured well, what chance does Bob Dylan have there? I don't think I
want to be sitting just to the right of him when he plays there. So I kind
of chickened out, I didn't want to do it. So I called him up and I said, uh,
I don't think I want to make the tour. And he said, well, that's cool. And
in fact, we were going to get canned anyway. Because Robbie and Levon wanted
to have the rest of their band out with Bob. So it worked out very well. And
uh, off they went. To an entire year of touring to boos.