Never saw the original line-up of ABB; not sure how I missed them, as I went to a lot of concerts in 1970-71. My first exposure was Eat a Peach, on eight track, in spring of '72, by which time Duane Allman was already gone...
Though I didn't know anyone in the band, I'm sure I couldn't have been more that a couple of degrees away, in Kevin Bacon terms... Pretty much every guitarist and band in the southern Indiana area played a number of ABB tunes, as well as songs from the southern rock onslaught that followed. A few of the aforementioned guitarists could have jumped on stage with them, and never missed a beat. And though none of my musician buddies ever made it to the big time, a few made it high enough, pun intended, to be on the marquis as warm-up acts.
As well, I lived in Atlanta in '74, across the street from Piedmont Park, wherein during the early days, the Brothers played free gigs, and not far from the Fox Theater, another old stomping ground. So it felt like the ghost of Duane was still floating around the place. Of course, in some ways, the deaths of Duane, and Berry Oakley, froze the band in time. Certainly, I lost interest over time, at least in their studio work, though I still managed to see the band live five or six times, plus a Gregg Allman Band show in there somewhere.
Anywho, that's a long-winded way of saying that the ABB, particularly the early stuff, was a major part of the soundtrack of my existence. The first time I saw them perform live was that year in Atlanta, at the Georgia Jam, at the old Atlanta baseball stadium. The line-up included Grinder Switch, Lynyrd Skynyrd, and The Marshall Tucker Band. Right after Marshall Tucker's set, it rained for two hours, during which time the Brothers must have been doing some serious partying. When the rain stopped, the ABB came on, with the bass player from Grinder Switch in place of Lamar Williams, who was back stage "sobering up". And Gregg was barely able to sit up straight. Nevertheless, turned out to be a pretty good show, mostly salvaged by Dickey Betts and Chuck Leavell.
Fast forward to 1993, the last time I saw the band. Dicky Betts was in rehab, or somesuch, so Jack Pearson sat in with the band. Warren Haynes was the other guitarist. Such was/is the life of many a "rock star"...
RIP...