No Saints, No Saviors
My Years With
The Allman Brothers Band
by Willie Perkins
(Mercer University Press)
Between the years of 1970 and 1989, Willie Perkins worked for the Allman Brother’s Band and as road manager, which included the tricky at best task of handling large amounts of cash, keeping books, and no doubt baby sitting egos.
The story begins in May of 1970 at “The Big House” on Vineville Avenue in Macon, Georgia. In a matter of days, Willie Perkins went from a short-haired, coat and tie auditor for The Trust Company of Georgia in Atlanta to road manager for a virtually unknown Southern blues rock band called The Allman Brothers. Day one of the job, Perkins was told that there were two iced tea containers in the fridge; one marked with silver duct tape. Perkins was told not to drink from the duct taped container unless he didn’t have anything to do for the next 24-48 hours. It was laced with acid. Welcome to the brotherhood.
No Saints, No Saviors is an excellent, easy read, filled with stories every Allman fan will want to know. Willie’s first person accounts of great shows like The Fillmore and the infamous free shows in Piedmont Park, and real insight into the people that made up the band and crew. If you’re looking for Duane Allman stories, look no further.
Perkins takes the reader along for the whole ride, the highest of the highs and the lowest of the lows, including the deaths of Duane and Berry Oakley.
No Saints is a true one of a kind book, written - as the best ones are - by a man who was right in the middle of the whole story as it went down. A must read for any Brothers fan.
- Michael Buffalo Smith