Glenn Phillips Band at The Buffalo Roadhouse — March 1978

Good music has a sneaky habit of sliding into town and back out again virtually unnoticed. It happened last month when less than 600 people saw Phil Woods play at the Tampa Theatre. Woods is perhaps the finest saxophone player alive, but most people don’t even know who he is.

The same thing happened when the Glenn Phillips Band took the Buffalo Roadhouse by storm; the crowds were sparse. Phillips has never received the recognition he deserves – the curse of many great musicians. Neither his six years with the legendary Hampton Grease Band (out of Atlanta) nor his six-year solo career have been “particularly lucrative financially,” as Phillips puts it.

That may be the understatement of the decade. Phillips’ first solo album, Lost At Sea (1975) was manufactured in and distributed from his basement. Swim in the Wind (1977) was released on the British Virgin label, but Virgin’s American branch did not even press the album here.

Despite these problems, pockets of Phillips’ fans exist throughout the country. Hometown Atlanta is one stronghold, for instance. And in Worchester, Mass., the college radio station played Swim in the Wind often, the result of which was that students voted it their number 2 favorite for the year.

Here in Tampa, Glenn Phillips fanatics make up for their lack of numbers with vociferous enthusiasm. The Phillips Band responded with three superb nights of Glenn’s brand of rock with strong jazz underpinnings. His music would excite Ted Nugent and Weather Report fans alike.

It is impossible to put a finger on Glenn’s style, but the sound resembles a cross-breeding of Hound Dog Taylor and Mahavishnu John McLaughlin. His stage antics make Ted Nugent and Pete Townshend look like cigar-store Indians. First and foremost, though, is the immensity of his talent as a guitar player. As a rock guitarist, Phillips has few peers anywhere.

The rest of the band is an excellent match for Glenn. Bill Rea’s work on the fretless bass is most reminiscent of that of Steve Swallow and Alphonso Johnson, with favorable comparisons to both. Rea performed on both solo albums. After the recording of the first album, drummer Steve Landsberg joined Rea as a permanent member of the band. A compatible fourth member finally appeared in the form of Dana Howard Nelson, whose keyboard talents are considerable.

Glenn Phillips

“We want to record an album of what the band sounds like now,” Phillips indicated. “We’re hoping to find a label interested in us here. I had to sell my last album as a British import. That’s crazy!”

What’s really crazy is that Glenn Phillips is one of the finest talents in rock music today, but nobody knows about him. His intense, powerful rock music is timeless, yet at the same time immediate. If ever there was a time when rock needs Glenn Phillips, it is now.

Hopefully, the next time Glenn Phillips comes to Tampa, the event will not go unnoticed.

Glenn Phillips


[I cannot figure out whom I was writing for at this point in 1978, possibly Music Media from Tampa. Please note that this is NOT Glen Phillips, the Toad the Wet Sprocket dude. The Buffalo Roadhouse was at the corner of Armenia and Buffalo in Tampa, before Buffalo was changed to MLK Jr. Avenue. Sadly, I don’t remember Glenn ever returning to Tampa. He is still rocking in the ATL.]


The review above and the footnote were republished on Tie Your Shoes Reviews in 2014. The photographs here were taken from Phillips’ Facebook page. The feature photograph was taken by David Lester.

A further word about Phillips is necessary. He has appeared on more than 20 albums, the most recent of which are The Dark Parade on Snow Star Publishing 2019 and the 40th Anniversary Reunion Show for Lost at Sea in 2015. Those two CDs are available with his outstanding 2019 book Echoes: The Hampton Grease Band, My Life, My Music and How I Stopped Having Panic Attacks.

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