Steve Miller Band at Sun Life Stadium

September 30, 2010

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Disown him all you want, but if you're between the ages of 35 and 50, Steve Miller was your high school soundtrack. Roll up the windows if "Rockin' Me Baby" comes on as you cross the city's snootier enclaves, 'cause you know you're singin' along — there's just no fighting it. Miller won't have that problem at Sun Life Stadium, where there will be no ironic worship — just hero worship and grandstand beers. But if Miller pulls a stunt like the one at Bumbershoot 2006, by all means, walk out. That stunt: Playing a half-dozen totally self-indulgent blues tracks before launching into "Fly Like an Eagle." And then he had the only black member of his band rap a verse, as though his predominantly white fan base had just discovered the existence of rap and this lone brother was some sort of talking museum exhibit. It was one of the most cringe-worthy moments in music history; let's hope it doesn't repeat itself at this Saturday's postgame concert.

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An occasional New Times contributor, Mike Seely is a veteran journalist who has written for many publications, including the New York Times and the Los Angeles Times. He’s now a staff writer and editor at Better Collective, which owns the gambling news sites Sports Handle and US Bets.

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