Muscle Shoals Meets the 70s rewind

Part 13: Let's do it again

Closing out night one, set one of Muscle Shoals Meets the 70s with the Peter Frampton classic, "Do You Feel Like We Do" was pretty perfect, friends. We were 13 songs deep when Fiddleworms’ bassist, Steve Vickery, stepped up to the microphone and asked all the right questions. Whose wine? What wine? Do you feel like I do?

Hold up, Steve … wait just one dang minute. When did “do you feel like I do” become a loaded question? When did Frampton’s rocking love letter to a hangover sneak into the party through the side door and become a rallying cry for me and all the other old heads to escape our ailments? I don’t know about you, Shoals friends, but my body hates me a little now and when you ask, “how do you feel?” The truth is, I feel achy most of the time. How can one song simultaneously make me feel young again and yet, make me feel like an ancient geezer, too? What? Is that just me?

You know, “Do You Feel Like We Do” really highlighted the talent of the world-famous Fiddleworms. Not only is Steve one of the Shoals’ premier bassists, but he’s also a great frontman in his own right. His soulful voice is so rich and quite frankly, he’s really fun to watch. I love how this iconic classic rock anthem showcased him and the talents of the other worms -- Mitch Mann, Scott Todd, Micheal Dillon Currington, and Clint Bailey. Eddie Martin was on backing vocals, too – what a wonderfully epic feel-good performance. Bravo!

Scott and Mitch did Frampton justice by making their guitars talk and Mitch literally gave us “Do you feel? Well, do you?” via Talk Box. Fire. The house down, friends. Clint’s keys added a layer of funk that gave me life. Those keys were talking, too, just like the guitars. Those sick drum beats, too! I have pages and pages of notes from this performance, y'all, but I was most moved by how “Do You Feel Like We Do,” as performed live by the Fiddleworms, made me feel all warm and fuzzy. It was just a very dirty, jazz-like performance and the guys were lost in the music. I was blissfully lost in the music with them.

I ain’t gonna lie. Until Friday, Aug. 29, 2025, I had never fully appreciated this song. I SO VERY took it for granted but those days are over. Right before the slow-burn breakdown, my friend who came in from out of town to see the show, turned to me and said, “This is my favorite part.” Me, too, Tashea, me, too. It's looping in my brain right now. Really good times, y’all.

The older I get, the more I realize some simple truths about life. For example, everyone of a certain age has a "Frampton Comes Alive" story. Yes, I see you my cool Boomer and Gen X brethren. Stop laughing ... y'all know it's true. (I know I have one.) Am I right or am I right? Let’s normalize sharing our Frampton origin stories with each other, friends. Rising generations must know how we feel.

Do you feel? Yes. I absolutely feel.

Thank you, Muscle Shoals Meets the 70s.

More to come … stay tuned.

Dig Worms, friends.

Photo credit: Angel DeAnn Pilati

*End of night one, set one