3 dog night
1. What is it that makes some bands successful?
2. Why do some bands make it and some don’t?
3. What is it that gives some bands an in explicable run of longevity?
4. Why do some bands continue to fill stadiums, while others play neighborhood fests?

These may be considered “Questions 67 and 68” that a band named Chicago may have asked. They’re still around, some of them. I guess enough of them to still be called “Chicago”. They play state fairs, casinos and will even hit Bangor, Maine on my birthday this year.

I only had 4 questions.

1. There was a band my wife and I went to see in the early 90’s at a little bar on Belmont Avenue in Chicago. They were outstanding, very similar style to Journey. I bought their 4 song cassette after hearing them convinced they were on the road to stardom. Don’t recall their name. Never heard of them again. Can’t find the cassette. Maybe someone bought it in our garage sale.

2. One Hit Wonders abound. Big Country, Free, Iron Butterfly to name a few. They have that one spectacular moment of inspiration that turns into a song that lasts forever, while the band fades away.

3. The Rolling Stones, The Eagles, Pink Floyd, Aerosmith and others, all continue to fill stadium venues after years and years of success. Cover bands make a living copying their songs. These are the bands of legend. Why? Not sure.

4. Neighborhood fests, State Fairs. Damn, we all go see those bands or artists we remember.

Last night, I saw a band called Three Dog Night. According to the website http://www.threedognight.com:

“From 1969-1974, nobody had more Top 10 hits, moved more records, or sold more concert tickets. During this period Three Dog Night was undoubtedly the most popular band in America with twenty-one consecutive Top 40 hits and twelve straight gold LPs. By late ’75, they had sold nearly 50 million records.”

Their unique name came from an Australian Aborigine folk legend. On cold nights, they slept in a hole with a dingo, a native species of wild dog. On colder nights, two dingos. On very very cold nights, you guessed it, it was a three dog night. Ergo the name.

(Maybe the dingo ate the other dog, since on this night, this show, only two of the three original singers were there. However, I did see an attendee bring their Irish Setter, and I couldn’t resist telling them they were two dogs short.)

In honor of Tuesday’s show, my wife and I each had a hot dog, two dogs, for lunch. The Three Dog Night trilogy was completed at the free show on a village green in Elk Grove Village.

How prolific this bad was is amazing. They banged 3 minute hit after 3 minute hit for an hour, then continued to play more. We even liked their two new songs.

It was a camera moment, but I didn’t have a camera. About ten feet in front of me, a little girl no more than eight years old was dancing her heart out. Behind her, a man sat in a wheel chair smiling. Talk about bridging generations.

Celebrate Celebrate dance to the music.