Word to the wise: If you ever attend a The Doobie Brothers concert, don’t pull out your BlackBerry and start texting unless you’re cool with overly tanned 40-something-year-old ladies singling and cursing you out about how it’s blasphemous to use modern technology at a concert featuring yesteryear rock heroes. Apparently, this sort of behavior is impolite and disrespectful. That and the fact that and a Michael McDonald-less crew wasn’t really a draw for me was exactly the reason why I left the reserved seating area and made way to the lawn to hang out with the regular folks. Following a less-than-inspiring Doobie Brothers set, led by the moustached,veteran rocker, Tom Johnston, me and a corn-rowed associate of mine hiked up the hill where I sat myself down, happenstance, next to a polite, transsexual male wearing a thin, red dress who happily obliged to be my tour guide through Bad Company’s late-evening rock opera. Unlike me, his comprehensive knowledge of Bad Company’s discography spanned nearly three decades, whereas I was only familiar with their juke-box hit, ‘All Right Now”. The one thing that we did have in common though was that we both witnessed Bad Company perform ‘Electricland”, from their 1982 Rough Diamonds LP, live for the first time in the band’s history, or at least that’s what lead vocalist, Paul Rodgers wanted everyone to believe (Bad Company performed the song 3 days earlier in L.A.). Nevertheless, in a sweated-out wife-beater, seated behind his grand piano, Rodgers squeezed out his blues, belting the words ‘people, we are free/and that’s the way it’s supposed to be”. Following the song, he rendered his conclusive anecdote, ‘now thems fighting words”. Part of me wants to say that he was targeting LiveNation and how a cup of beer costed $10.