I have just learned - not jive, Clive - that Nov. 27 is National Electric Guitar Day!
I am sure we can all come up with appropriate commemorations (I suggested a new guitar would work, but She seems more inclined to me spending the day cleaning, restringing, and playing the electrics I have......)
I just watched a quasi-documentary called Turn It Up: A Celebration Of The Electric Guitar, hosted by Kevin Bacon. It was a pleasant enough diversion, but aimed at a general audience; not really made with a guitar geek in mind. I did, however, learn something new from it: It seems Henry the...
Grateful Dead lyricist Robert Hunter, who as far as I'm concerned is one of 2 valid contenders for the title Greatest English Language Poet (the other being Townes Van Zandt), passed away yesterday at age 78.
The world is a much, much darker place today.
If anyone watched the Stanley Cup game last night, can you tell me what that ES-150/Century-looking thing was that Gary Clark Jr. was playing just before the game? Even on my buddy's roll-down 10' projector screen, I couldn't make out the logo, except to know it didn't look familiar.
Lee Baker, Jr., who the world knew as Lonnie Brooks, passed away April 1 at age 83.
I had the honor of doing sound for Lonnie numerous times in the early '80s; he was a superb musician, a consummate showman, and a really nice guy.
Herbert Francis Scarpelli passed away today at age 71.
At least that was the name his parents gave him (he never really forgave the old man for that "Herbert"); he had many others.
When he was in the radio room on the USS Kearsarge & received the order to fake the Gulf of Tonkin incident, he was...
What are you favorite album titles? Not titles of your favorite albums, just great titles?
I'll start with:
Incredible String Band - The Hangman's Beautiful Daughter
Mothers of Invention - Weasels Ripped My Flesh
John Hiatt - John Hiatt Comes Alive At Budikon
OK, somehow I missed Twin Peaks back in '90, but have just discovered it on Netflix. I'm kinda enjoying the David-Lynch-does-a-drive-in-movie thing, but I'm seriously digging the Angelo Badalamenti music!!
The CD player in my cab died, and as the boss won't fix the windshield washer, I ain't even asking on this one. That means radio - which, here in the cornfields, is not a good thing. There's NPR & progressive talk, but I can only take so much politics. The rest of the dial is pretty much...