been chilling with this percussion playlist last night and today:
Hereās a deep dive for yaā.
Guess what? Tommy Bolin was also a guitar player in some popular 70ās rock band called⦠what was it⦠oh yeah⦠Deep Purple
too bad he ODād himself to death
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BTW, I listened to this today for the first time in decades. I found it very āClapton-esqueā which I donāt mean as an insult [because I do think Clapton is highly over-rated] but this song sounds like one particular song Clapton is remembered for.
Hereās a song/feeling
Hereās a response, all in that inner voice.
A side note: this song has helped lift me.
i think i last heard that on the huge speakers while walking around what is now known as George Floyd Square. and I thought jesus, āNineteen eighty NINEā was a long time ago and yetā¦there I was. the video was terrific
been on a josh ritter kick. here is a 60ās folk song written in trumpās first term and even more relevant in 2.0.
I like Josh Ritter, they used to play some of his songs on the Colorado Sound (maybe they still do, since I left the state I donāt listen to that station anymore). But I think he is still somewhat obscure.
he is still pretty obscure. and he has several albums that have several really good songs. i think he got pigeonholed early and never made it āmediumā let alone ābigā.
My band used to play Kathleen, but I was surprised just now to scroll through his songs and find that that was the only one I was really familiar with.
i would say the 4 or 5 albums AFTER hello starling (3rd album) are really really good. not 100% on all, but 5 or 6 very good songs on each. actually, start w album 5 (historical conquests) and go to 8 (sermon on the rocks) and that sequence is very very good.
say more.
Itās an almost strictly cover band, so not too much to say, I suppose. Although the start was pretty interesting. We had all moved to town about the same time and belonged to the local newcomers club. We knew each other because we were part of the newcomerās club babysitting co-op. The newcomers club was having a party and was thinking of hiring a band, but someone noted that a lot of us used to play in bands, so we threw something together with about a dozen people playing in various combinations in various styles - almost a variety show. It turned out the drummer was working for Fox TV at the time and Fox was sponsoring a stage at Taste of Chicago. So he got us booked for our first gig to play in front of thousands of people on a great stage. Most of the people who played at the party immediately dropped out, but those that didnāt have basically been the core of the band ever since. Weāve stayed together because 1) weāre not serious 2) we all get along really well 3) we have a decent enough overlap in musical tastes 4) weāve put families first, so we currently average only about a gig a month 5) we try to keep the focus on fun. And one that applies mainly to me 6) Iām good at picking up stuff and rarely show up to practice, but the rest of the band trusts me enough to know Iāll show up and cover whateverās needed.
Iāve got a spreadsheet of (most of) what weāve played over the years and it includes 530 different songs. Having the setlist change from gig to gig is one of my favorite things. Plus we often just wing a song or two, generally on request. We were mostly rock for a long time, but after a couple band members said theyāve started to feel a little foolish being old rockers, we started using an alter ego around covid times that has leaned more toward alt country, oldish country, folk-ish, Americana, and lots of Steve Earle.
Oh. Still story time. Hereās my favorite moment in the band:
We were playing in a place we played regularly. It had 3 rooms, but the doorways lined up so you could see all the way to the entrance from where the band played. In the middle of a song the singer excitedly called out to start Suspicious Minds. It turned out he had seen someone dressed as 70s Elvis walk in the door. We started the song and he walked up right on cue and sang the song, doing a great Elvis impersonation. Then he turned and walked out the door. To this day, we have no idea who the guy was.
You know, youāre just afraid to say it.![]()