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Consisting primarily of re-blogs of interesting stuff with a few original blogpostings here and there...T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.comBlogger1147125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-47657705739814641232024-02-22T22:25:00.001-06:002024-02-22T22:45:22.267-06:00The Nervebreakers & the first Cowpunk songs<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqcQpznvDp_mmkiJY9r6lkSrqgYGl-vAvuS02bElWPkkQ2pIDks4kz6TPGrKZfAFANBAlr3w_lPQ86YrUSQ1XtlSw4Dics4_6rjHSYXyAXaqRGqlAxcgtnNPKvhyphenhyphenRGfAGLI0kyGogtn7wQaUpycjBy1AeTJxHMfqusEsyNQjGg2gbv1QY_qUWaIubaXjM/s4262/nbspa21_7977354397_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2880" data-original-width="4262" height="318" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqcQpznvDp_mmkiJY9r6lkSrqgYGl-vAvuS02bElWPkkQ2pIDks4kz6TPGrKZfAFANBAlr3w_lPQ86YrUSQ1XtlSw4Dics4_6rjHSYXyAXaqRGqlAxcgtnNPKvhyphenhyphenRGfAGLI0kyGogtn7wQaUpycjBy1AeTJxHMfqusEsyNQjGg2gbv1QY_qUWaIubaXjM/w472-h318/nbspa21_7977354397_o.jpg" width="472" /></a></div><p></p><p>The Nervebreakers performing at The Longhorn Ballroom in January 1978 opening for The Sex Pistols.</p><p><br /></p><p>Someone recently made me aware of a mention of The Nervebreakers & T. Tex Edwards as "precursors" of the cowpunk movement in the WIKIPEDIA posting concerning "Cowpunk." <span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Can't say I agree with all they've said, but it's nice to get mentioned...</span></p><p>Source: <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cowpunk?fbclid=IwAR2J1uQyy-yQxKonnQyU9XPmqO6m7zctLjOU03XHevY_2U6UvblN689dVw8">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cowpunk</a></p><p><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;"><br /></span></p><p><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">Tim Stegall says in this AUSTIN CHRONICLE article:</span></p><h1 class="norm" style="font-family: Montserrat, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 32px; line-height: 36px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: -5px;">Raul's in Overdrive: "Have a Good Time, Get in Free, and Drink Some Beer"</h1><h2 style="font-family: Rokkitt, serif; font-size: 24px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 28px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">1978, when San Antonio's the Next became Austin's Fourth Punk Band and Dallas' Nervebreakers beat locals in a battle of the bands for Chapter 6, Part 1 of the "Austin Punk Chronicles"</h2><p><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">"...Preempting the rise of Jason & the Scorchers and Hickoids by eight years, the Nervebreakers were the first cowpunk band, before that designation devolved into a Los Angeles cartoon..."</span></p><p><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, .SFNSText-Regular, sans-serif" style="color: #050505;"><span style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); font-size: 15px;">S</span></span>ource:<a href="https://www.austinchronicle.com/music/2022-12-23/rauls-in-overdrive-have-a-good-time-get-in-free-and-drink-some-beer/?fbclid=IwAR0P7r5ceYwye78m18s3hT93SbqoLVeK9E1i1B-Z76YDBFu8Rj28r4EyZOI">https://www.austinchronicle.com/music/2022-12-23/rauls-in-overdrive-have-a-good-time-get-in-free-and-drink-some-beer/</a></p><p><br /></p><p><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x1ejq31n xd10rxx x1sy0etr x17r0tee x972fbf xcfux6l x1qhh985 xm0m39n x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv xzsf02u x1s688f" href="https://www.facebook.com/TheNervebreakers?__cft__[0]=AZWYjdfosAA2dEJ2skEgosgFWKhePkilbK4oW_NtoxIhAu2OgCJvTv-_mFTQZq_9qtP6uyDWjxTYWz0aWxMHSZyxEbMtVWyMwILoOHwhwgno-uiwgXFVLWVBPcVbFKAqNsTmc_Sbkg022QyZ_qgCabz7McYFY4ZVCfYGtRccMxRCv2r2K0K4optZ_pBw63l7kIM&__tn__=R]-R" role="link" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: black; cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: 600; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: currentcolor; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">The Nervebreakers</span></a><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;"> started </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">covering George Jones' "The Race Is On" back in 1979, and recorded it in 1980 for their first album WE WANT EVERYTHING. They </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">wrote & were performing an original tune called "I Don't Wanna Hold Your Hand" </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">in 1979</span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;"> </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">(although the recording of the song is from much later). Both of which are supposedly the first cowpunk songs.</span></p><p><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;"><br /></span></p><p><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">"The Race Is On" by The Nervebreakers from the WE WANT EVERYTHING album on YouTube:</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="410" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/4mD-XsE_xNw" width="492" youtube-src-id="4mD-XsE_xNw"></iframe></div><p></p><p>Source: <a href="https://youtu.be/4mD-XsE_xNw">https://youtu.be/4mD-XsE_xNw</a></p><p><br /></p><p><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">"I Don't Wanna Hold Your Hand" by The Nervebreakers from the FACE UP TO REALITY album on YouTube:</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="415" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/hPUi1nkRfuY" width="499" youtube-src-id="hPUi1nkRfuY"></iframe></div><br /><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px;">Source: </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, .SFNSText-Regular, sans-serif"><span style="box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; font-size: 15px; list-style: none; outline: currentcolor; touch-action: manipulation;"><a href="https://youtu.be/hPUi1nkRfuY">https://youtu.be/hPUi1nkRfuY</a></span></span><p></p>T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-70177651349691044432024-02-22T21:19:00.002-06:002024-02-23T09:43:51.671-06:00Neiman Marcus Trendies: SLASH MAGAZINE reviews The Nervebreakers/Sex Pistols show at the Longhorn Ballroom<p><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">The Slash Magazine article on </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x1ejq31n xd10rxx x1sy0etr x17r0tee x972fbf xcfux6l x1qhh985 xm0m39n x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1fey0fg xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/TheNervebreakers?__cft__[0]=AZXrGaYHDGzxduMs_HIp9UP8EbrqHkINvOxl_cTPIqzucCvgtn5wlBeT4mOGctX8ZG2bfPer8_YeOvQnBX1VDMNTPGv5Pm-z565UqAn7iJHLlA-XYMC6Kz5s9ZJL2Q2JYSmDiWIjD0YYr_zDn1Ywy8rr5goayrfCoKQmyr6Nc3gmb3t1abTPg1dyc8ydI8lzJKE&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #050505; cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: currentcolor; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">The Nervebreakers</span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">/Sex Pistols show at the Longhorn Ballroom, where on the first page they mention three nonexistent Nervebreakers songs, "Neiman Marcus Trendies", "No Bull", & "Lone Star Anarchist"! Well if you didn't catch any of the song titles, just make 'em up...</span></p><p><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIv5Rlh1adVtSxzaJ4okevcr1dd6nlvcGeo0uNtvAESm4YJU0vY_9JAAe8328o4Vs7Tyo1xdfsd2nLnGBuzui7BHS8l_vRuXyJ3a9rH7ZWceZDCI95tlhcK5YEZLNcul4yAtA3xxuDW8KnDS9VkzTn51vkCyQwGsnlWVHNpDaH6dJM1Hh-YF_hOFQ5RTk/s1200/large_Slash_Magazine_-_Los_Angeles__California_February_1978_1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="909" height="680" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIv5Rlh1adVtSxzaJ4okevcr1dd6nlvcGeo0uNtvAESm4YJU0vY_9JAAe8328o4Vs7Tyo1xdfsd2nLnGBuzui7BHS8l_vRuXyJ3a9rH7ZWceZDCI95tlhcK5YEZLNcul4yAtA3xxuDW8KnDS9VkzTn51vkCyQwGsnlWVHNpDaH6dJM1Hh-YF_hOFQ5RTk/w515-h680/large_Slash_Magazine_-_Los_Angeles__California_February_1978_1.jpg" width="515" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH_chvj5IdJSYGqOxH8PyrrCzy5ARncC3l8eYHORQp-sgjAa-3gDj-uz58ixgTWVre3jWRmijPwrizbJYfgzGui-kwT2AzmF0T6xJxEAdgUG_OJ92T1Iy5XMr7A2M0Kkl8cnPNcRfVnDTi3cMxNB-2He5xNe9IodM4o1flweC9nkprYRGMUhD4-FkpWrY/s1200/large_Slash_Magazine_-_Los_Angeles__California_February_1978_2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="929" height="666" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH_chvj5IdJSYGqOxH8PyrrCzy5ARncC3l8eYHORQp-sgjAa-3gDj-uz58ixgTWVre3jWRmijPwrizbJYfgzGui-kwT2AzmF0T6xJxEAdgUG_OJ92T1Iy5XMr7A2M0Kkl8cnPNcRfVnDTi3cMxNB-2He5xNe9IodM4o1flweC9nkprYRGMUhD4-FkpWrY/w515-h666/large_Slash_Magazine_-_Los_Angeles__California_February_1978_2.jpg" width="515" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJFH8-gPT3EKE678eNBLw0RDmg4mzi9BMyO7YV_6OTzoyLnQO4zXhXC_mvX_hurcSFoY6ni465CMGjliNUHfOc3RtVmzxFUXepz-P-yUWJmXsfH0SFbvl-_UILjkB6qinvVu9cvmo5sCYVZopFoC5vewKdlISPPdkLv5pV-5kqwfLxRHzFSo59vRpM_mY/s1200/large_Slash_Magazine_-_Los_Angeles__California_February_1978_5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="929" height="665" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJFH8-gPT3EKE678eNBLw0RDmg4mzi9BMyO7YV_6OTzoyLnQO4zXhXC_mvX_hurcSFoY6ni465CMGjliNUHfOc3RtVmzxFUXepz-P-yUWJmXsfH0SFbvl-_UILjkB6qinvVu9cvmo5sCYVZopFoC5vewKdlISPPdkLv5pV-5kqwfLxRHzFSo59vRpM_mY/w515-h665/large_Slash_Magazine_-_Los_Angeles__California_February_1978_5.jpg" width="515" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9nzSEF3I6xTv5MACsxUH0mMondm_beu1iFLOURrVPDvrqocPFIEQQNNI0UtlaeBhJVL0BNGjDw6tOHi9USv_AqCdO1EIStg7gzJMFrI3-tdJwIUVkOGI8n9qbufWsWZ4eLJaNt9SCowHUmihJM-whKNb3vB_gKtWctDm2KcdT0uYaOGmZlXWojS5HYyU/s1200/large_Slash_Magazine_-_Los_Angeles__California_February_1978_6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="943" height="653" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9nzSEF3I6xTv5MACsxUH0mMondm_beu1iFLOURrVPDvrqocPFIEQQNNI0UtlaeBhJVL0BNGjDw6tOHi9USv_AqCdO1EIStg7gzJMFrI3-tdJwIUVkOGI8n9qbufWsWZ4eLJaNt9SCowHUmihJM-whKNb3vB_gKtWctDm2KcdT0uYaOGmZlXWojS5HYyU/w512-h653/large_Slash_Magazine_-_Los_Angeles__California_February_1978_6.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Source: <a href="https://archive.org/details/slash_circulation_zero/page/n216/mode/1up?q=Nervebreakers">https://archive.org/details/slash_circulation_zero/page/n216/mode/1up?q=Nervebreakers</a><br /><div><br /></div>T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-34635705471964068142023-03-22T23:21:00.002-05:002023-03-22T23:38:57.955-05:00Four years gone, Scott Walker (born Noel Scott Engel; January 9, 1943 – March 22, 2019). You play the hand you're dealt...<div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xdj266r x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Four years gone, <b>Scott Walker</b> (born <b>Noel Scott Engel</b>; January 9, 1943 – March 22, 2019)...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I was a moody, alienated outsider of a teen. I didn’t seem to fit in anywhere, or with any of my surroundings. So as one does, I just sort of created my own version of a world in my head. Part of my weekly ritual was going to a discount department store called Woolco & buying cut-outs. Usually records from the previous few years that hadn’t sold well & were punched with a hole through a corner of the cover & sold at a discounted price. Usually 99 cents, sometimes even 49 cents. It was there I discovered many wonders. Among those that appealed to my disaffected, melancholy disposition were albums I bought by </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">The Kinks</b><span style="font-family: inherit;"> & </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">The Walker Brothers</b><span style="font-family: inherit;">. </span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheb_VEV-8NyEbrg0cwzyaH42CdDbgiPYac0S-MmA-fB-Th4b2bQ8aYs7YC381fqcT8le6uwe1RV6im9M7MKGSdlH_qaBndtXP3A9aBh44CPDQoMXxRTJJ_nTYXda05q3jXMmOSprjXTClI2YK-zz7ooIzBuTx5YKrLewMlzaVkHDencq7ZURPgm-JN/s783/90506304_2463760550604147_4188358777419857920_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="783" data-original-width="550" height="607" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheb_VEV-8NyEbrg0cwzyaH42CdDbgiPYac0S-MmA-fB-Th4b2bQ8aYs7YC381fqcT8le6uwe1RV6im9M7MKGSdlH_qaBndtXP3A9aBh44CPDQoMXxRTJJ_nTYXda05q3jXMmOSprjXTClI2YK-zz7ooIzBuTx5YKrLewMlzaVkHDencq7ZURPgm-JN/w427-h607/90506304_2463760550604147_4188358777419857920_n.jpg" width="427" /></a></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">The photo above is of <b>Scott Walker</b> singing “<i>The Sun Ain’t Gonna Shine Anymore</i>” with <b>The Walker Brothers</b>, three non-related Americans who moved to the UK in the mid-sixties & started a band with the fictionalized last name of Walker. (Sound familiar <b>Ramones</b> fans?)</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="392" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/GYhHBPhT9sw" width="472" youtube-src-id="GYhHBPhT9sw"></iframe></div><br /><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Then one day at Woolco, I ran across a <b>Scott Walker</b> solo album called <i>ALONER</i>, with <b>Scott</b> from <b>The Walker Brothers </b>singing moody <b>Jacques Brel </b>ballads (“<i>My Death</i>”) along with a few of his own compositions like “<i>Montague Terrace In Blue</i>”<span style="font-family: inherit;">, over some crazy over-the-top orchestral backing. You can hear them both here: </span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="400" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/TRlBmL8TJ78" width="481" youtube-src-id="TRlBmL8TJ78"></iframe></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Then more </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Scott Walker </b><span style="font-family: inherit;">solo LPs showed up at Woolco, </span><i style="font-family: inherit;">SCOTT TWO</i><span style="font-family: inherit;"> & then </span><i style="font-family: inherit;">SCOTT 3</i><span style="font-family: inherit;"> with Scott’s surreal interpretation of “</span><i style="font-family: inherit;">The Seventh Seal</i><span style="font-family: inherit;">” (despite what it sez below, you can watch it here at this link: </span><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1fey0fg" href="https://youtu.be/ejiWfG-vOXo?fbclid=IwAR1kaH0fhnfa5KLvAdraWtmKEE75w9wGqhqU3tlywMC7OuOnZCkT4P5uh4s" rel="nofollow noopener" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: var(--blue-link); cursor: pointer; display: inline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/ejiWfG-vOXo</a>)<span style="font-family: inherit;">:</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="412" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/ejiWfG-vOXo" width="495" youtube-src-id="ejiWfG-vOXo"></iframe></div><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">His dark, thoughtful, alienated music fit my teen angst perfectly. I got interested in new bands & performers to follow, started dabbling in creating songs myself, & moved continually on…</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;">Years later in 1981, I was heavily involved in getting into roots music that I hadn’t heard before, & buying every album of old rockabilly, surf, & primitive blues that I could get my hands on. One day, I bought an import album called <i>JUKEBOX AT ERIC’S</i> that was purportedly comprised of the songs on the jukebox at place called Eric’s Club in Liverpool.</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBArqYojv1uLLfLXKmTHqL_vn3TNRND7xE2-s-kQ130tV1JYUZ-KkD4QlyToMjJJC3I-bBHlri8fi1N64usoiZMWtiZCXDbQu1mNhHwk3AI1g5xA5UzEfl9RlSuphhNuRBUKCPgKEQ4RR6eSo65G_SnPLraZ5-Av_V1zGO2weseQFpV-tkliZZvZYQ/s600/R-1995828-1257491169.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="471" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBArqYojv1uLLfLXKmTHqL_vn3TNRND7xE2-s-kQ130tV1JYUZ-KkD4QlyToMjJJC3I-bBHlri8fi1N64usoiZMWtiZCXDbQu1mNhHwk3AI1g5xA5UzEfl9RlSuphhNuRBUKCPgKEQ4RR6eSo65G_SnPLraZ5-Av_V1zGO2weseQFpV-tkliZZvZYQ/w471-h471/R-1995828-1257491169.jpg" width="471" /></a></div><span style="font-size: 15px;"><br /></span><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;">(Read about the album he</span><span style="font-family: inherit;">re:<span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span face="-apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; white-space: normal;"><a href="https://www.discogs.com/release/1995828-Various-Jukebox-At-Erics-Vol-1-Rock-N-Roll">https://www.discogs.com/release/1995828-Various-Jukebox-At-Erics-Vol-1-Rock-N-Roll</a></span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;">). Mixed in between the primitive rockin’ R&B obscurities by the likes of </span><b style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;">Big Al Downing</b><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;">, </span><b style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;">Tommy Blake</b><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;">, & Fort Worth’s </span><b style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;">Ray Sharpe</b><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;"> (“</span><i style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;">Monkey’s Uncle</i><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;">”), was a surf instrumental called “</span><i style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;">Jungle Fever</i><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;">” by </span><b style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;">The Playboys</b><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;"> </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;">that I immediately latched onto: </span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="397" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/RD0mDMNsAdc" width="477" youtube-src-id="RD0mDMNsAdc"></iframe></div><span style="font-size: 15px;"><br /></span><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A couple of years after that, when I’d moved to Austin & started the band </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Out On Parole </b><span style="font-family: inherit;">with </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Joe Dickens</b><span style="font-family: inherit;">, we started playing “</span><i style="font-family: inherit;">Jungle Fever</i><span style="font-family: inherit;">” as a closer at the end of our sets. At that time I hadn’t noticed “Jungle Fever’ was written by someone named </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">S. Engel</b><span style="font-family: inherit;">. That is a young teenage </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Scott Engel</b><span style="font-family: inherit;"> & his high school surf band, </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">The Playboys</b><span style="font-family: inherit;">…</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfzro8EbEqBIt4_zmcDT__aitsb2dR98jwe63vaYmnLwVRkuCQwz16bGgbmQh1eyexJwtjXp5VHrtJXDK4_PGgZPJ7RGRLjKMaZ5VwrpOweR29GrG7vB61pdz_swYcqQcvnar_hHWw6WhMDwxLSh2slOwF9ByJBTpm6d60hu8Dz9yPXZe5r-3QPBRW/s707/a08f60b1b28d56ba87754ea1136a323f.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="707" data-original-width="564" height="574" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfzro8EbEqBIt4_zmcDT__aitsb2dR98jwe63vaYmnLwVRkuCQwz16bGgbmQh1eyexJwtjXp5VHrtJXDK4_PGgZPJ7RGRLjKMaZ5VwrpOweR29GrG7vB61pdz_swYcqQcvnar_hHWw6WhMDwxLSh2slOwF9ByJBTpm6d60hu8Dz9yPXZe5r-3QPBRW/w458-h574/a08f60b1b28d56ba87754ea1136a323f.jpg" width="458" /></a></div><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;">Four years gone, <b>Scott Walker</b> (born <b>Noel Scott Engel</b>; January 9, 1943 – March 22, 2019). You play the hand you're dealt...</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-22801934076752535062023-03-02T23:56:00.003-06:002023-03-03T00:12:06.613-06:00Percusión (1982), Written by Pepón Coromina, Starring & directed by Kevin Ayers<p> Here is another thing I do when I find something I want to remember, but am afraid the original link & post will one day disappear into the internet no-man's-land graveyard where things online go when they go ptooof! That is I copy it & put it here on my blog. This has come in handy a couple of times when the original post really did disappear & my blogpost of it is the only documentation left. So here I go again. Kevin Ayers is one of my obsessions for better or for worse. His work has been both, & sometimes both at the same time. I will let the following explain itself...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCmdqTsK26jI0kyuMvQ5KgD6LYStRpJnqWEzbNDkD_V1eykcwArcudYYud1txY3wOs_4KbMGLFsp2hPdp_s-pfEwTtEZclW5Vep8gHF23p6PQ0Zr7MTd1qcHmjzPBZvNogvI_MEPPxMdme06tx3HDiboEd7tW969hKOURqjqDCCgcqGZD-gUaxcCgT/s750/334233124_564078985671243_4768827454573740814_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="600" height="617" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCmdqTsK26jI0kyuMvQ5KgD6LYStRpJnqWEzbNDkD_V1eykcwArcudYYud1txY3wOs_4KbMGLFsp2hPdp_s-pfEwTtEZclW5Vep8gHF23p6PQ0Zr7MTd1qcHmjzPBZvNogvI_MEPPxMdme06tx3HDiboEd7tW969hKOURqjqDCCgcqGZD-gUaxcCgT/w494-h617/334233124_564078985671243_4768827454573740814_n.jpg" width="494" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://www.tapatalk.com/groups/thelatarniaforums/percusi-n-t9243.html?fbclid=IwAR3caeGCkxtrh8iWlW6INvLHCEZ2axOS2WPvLRbSIROnWpXQMTsG9edxYfc">https://www.tapatalk.com/groups/thelatarniaforums/percusi-n-t9243.html</a></div><div><br /></div><ul class="nav-breadcrumbs linklist navlinks cl-af" id="nav-breadcrumbs" role="menubar" style="border-top-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); 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display: inline-block; font-size: 1.154rem; position: relative; text-decoration: none; unicode-bidi: embed; z-index: 10;">Nzoog Wahrlfhehen</a></div><div class="postprofile_container postprofile_Left"><span style="caret-color: rgb(129, 129, 129); color: #818181; font-size: 18.464001px; text-align: center;">Registered User</span></div><div class="postprofile_container postprofile_Left"><span style="caret-color: rgb(129, 129, 129); color: #818181; font-size: 18.464001px; text-align: center;"><br /></span></div><div class="postprofile_container postprofile_Left"><strong style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 16.25px;">Percusión</strong><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 16.25px;"> (1982), directed by Kevin Ayers</span><br style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 16.25px;" /><br style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 16.25px;" /><span style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 19.5px; line-height: normal;">Produced by Pepón Coromina</span><br style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 16.25px;" /><br style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 16.25px;" /><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 16.25px;">Written by Pepón Coromina </span><br style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 16.25px;" /><br style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 16.25px;" /><span style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 19.5px; line-height: normal;">Music by Kevin Ayers </span><br style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 16.25px;" /><br style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 16.25px;" /><span style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 19.5px; line-height: normal;">With: Kevin Ayers (The hero), José Manuel Cervino (The neighbour), Antonio Gamero (The bar owner), Marta Molins (The girl from the agency), Miriam De Maeztu (The hero’s wife), Mercedes Sampietro (The girl in the bar), Enrique San Francisco (The salesman), Amparo Climent (The saleswoman), Ricardo Franco (The cocky little guy).</span><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 16.25px;"> </span><br style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 16.25px;" /><br style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: 16.25px;" /></div><div class="postprofile_container postprofile_Left"><div class="pb2 postcontentheight postcontentheight1" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; flex-grow: 1; min-height: 120px; order: 2;"><div class="content noskim" data-tag="post_body_start" itemprop="articleBody" style="clear: both; font-size: 1.25rem; line-height: 1.9rem; min-height: 2em; overflow: auto hidden; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-top: 11px;">“I had crossed the line and people feel uncomfortable with those who do so”. Other than its director’s first film, this exhibition of punk elitism is also noted for containing the sole acting performance of the English musician Kevin Ayers, who was residing in Spain at the time. The film’s tone unmistakably reminds one of those pretentious Spanish shorts screened in the early eighties prior to the main feature. Except that this is a feature. The first time I heard of <strong>Percusión</strong> was c. 1984, when I saw it displayed in a video store and was emphatically advised by a woman store clerk against renting it. I forgot about it until a few years later, when I was reading a back issue of the Spanish film magazine <strong>Dirigido por…</strong> and came across a report by the critic José Enrique Monterde on a film festival, that of San Sebastián, if memory serves. <strong>Percusión</strong> was one of the films shown and the clearly unsympathetic Monterde commented that it did, at least, make one think about “the inscrutable motives that may lead a producer to lose money in so obvious and inexcusable a way”. It goes without saying that I became immediately curious about it. A further few years later I ordered the film from the Video Instan archives in Barcelona: it was listed on their catalogue but, as it turned out, their only copy had got destroyed. Finally, via the trading market I have been able to obtain a copy of this, the opera prima of Josetxo San Mateo (Madrid, 1949), a sound engineer, comic book writer and assistant director to, among others, Eloy de la Iglesias, Antonioni and Pontecorvo. <br /><br /><strong>Percusión</strong> starts with the image of the nameless character played by Ayers (who also composed the music score), bleeding in his bathtub in the midst of his suicide bid, as he muses on his past, which leads to the flashback that is the script’s main body. Ayers’s character is a comic book artist, amateur drummer and regular consumer of drugs and whores, who has just, perhaps understandably, been left by his wife (Miriam de Maeztu) for a runtish little man (the late Ricardo Franco, Jess Franco’s nephew). The scruffy Ayers character (simply identified as the “hero” in the final credits roll) leads a carelessly easy-going life, seen walking the streets of Madrid and insulting or playing pranks on whoever comes his way. At one point, he (rather effortlessly and convincingly) passes for a beggar and starts to ask for money from real destitutes. In another, earlier scene, he visits a pompous painter friend and causes the man to cry after he ridicules his artistic efforts. <br /><br />SPOILERS. The man’s run-down existence experiences a turn when he starts feeling that someone is following him, apparently the establishment’s punishment for his lifestyle. As the film draws to its close, what seemed to be mere persecution mania seemingly turns out to be real. Gun in hand, a mysterious man enters the “hero’s” premises. An encounter follows and the hero outwits and kills the stranger. He may have been the pursuer of his obsessions or perhaps a mere common thief. In the belief that more pursuers will follow in future, the “hero” opts for a sweet suicide in his bathtub: “@#@# you, you shitty murderers! You didn’t count on me dying a happy, peaceful death. You wanted to screw me with your violence, but in a way, I’m the one screwing you guys”. SPOILERS END. <br /><br />The pursuer was apparently some kind of emissary of society, out to punish the “hero” for his transgressions (“I was guilty of my life, of violating their principles, upsetting their assumptions. They had to destroy me”). Lots of fine talk but all we have seen the “hero” do is antagonise acquaintances, neighbours and passersby, and loaf around in his dark glasses. He comes off as no different from numerous people one may have encountered in a bar or as a flatmate. The script gives the “hero” a self-employed job, but he looks more like the prototype of the unattached unemployed male who smokes too much dope, lying somewhere between the Jeff Bridges character from the Coen Brothers’ <strong>The Big Lebowski</strong> (but far more aggressive) and Abel Ferrara’s driller killer (but without the murders). <br /><br />This complacency extends to the director’s style, forever indulging the antisocial “hero” in long scenes, sometimes sequence-shots: Kevin Ayers pissing into the toilet seat; Kevin Ayers making out with a girl by the bathtub; Kevin Ayers playing the drum; Kevin Ayers ridiculing his publisher; Kevin Ayers doing drugs; Kevin Ayers on the phone, ordering a prostitute from an agency and trying to convince the operator herself to come; Kevin Ayers goofing away… The film’s first half brings it dangerously close to “poor excuse for a movie” territory, and the bad acting from some non-actor supports does not help. Ayers is inevitably dubbed (by Javier Dotú, if I’m not mistaken); the rest of the film is mostly in direct sound, except for two minor players, who sport familiar voices. One shudders to think what they must have sounded like given the tolerance shown for Ricardo Franco’s feeble line-readings. Things, however, improve in the second half, when the “hero” goes some way towards breaking his onanistic shell and granting some access into his world to a variety of characters (well played by the likes of Marta Molins, Mercedes Sampietro or José Manuel Cervino), who he presumably considers worthy of his respect. <br /><br />Alternatively tedious and interesting, <strong>Percusión</strong> does inspire a certain obscene fascination in its apparent refusal to critically distance itself from its obnoxious “hero” and his pretentiously dopey statements. At a party, he tells a friends that “years ago we might have changed all this but we didn’t know how to” and his voice-over narration includes such gems as “pursuers need people like me to exist, but I don’t need them”. Amidst all the cheap philosophising, what emerges is a highly credible portrayal of a bohemian /marginal/ festive milieu in early eighties Madrid. <br /><br />Following the film’s failure, Josetxo San Mateo found a means of support on TV: his resumé there includes directing some chapters of <strong>La banda de Pérez</strong>, the Civil War comedy series created by Ricardo Palacios. In the year 2000, San Mateos resumed his career as a theatrical director, returning to urban settings and rebellious attitudes rather convincingly with <strong>Báilame el agua</strong>, starring Pilar López de Ayala, of Vicente Aranda’s <strong>Mad Love</strong>. For his part, writer-producer Pepón Coromina was in the midst of a successful career, producing, among other things, Almodóvar’s first feature film and Bigas Luna’s <strong>Anguish</strong>. </div><div class="content noskim" data-tag="post_body_start" itemprop="articleBody" style="clear: both; font-size: 1.25rem; line-height: 1.9rem; min-height: 2em; overflow: auto hidden; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-top: 11px;"> </div></div>Thanks to <a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv xzsf02u x1s688f" href="https://www.facebook.com/josh.lewellen.1?__cft__[0]=AZVDIqvkw7Obaeh8pphEIo0DSsioLN5pSFh8zu5Z9xCUSeiUJrkKS88Gi81Itp5N6Arc2yk4zsodOccnqXrncpxvcajMO-AqGtxRoTB5oHMqKtd8zqHg2z0whsj-e4KNWY3jv5an4HjSvpxooUzFUYGPWJB_uXKHX3pgallIFf3L4w&__tn__=-UC*F" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: var(--primary-text); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; font-size: 0.9375rem; font-weight: 600; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0">Josh Lewellen</a><span color="var(--secondary-text)" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); font-family: inherit; font-size: 0.9375rem;"> & </span><a aria-hidden="false" class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz x1heor9g xt0b8zv" href="https://www.facebook.com/steve.lafreniere.50?comment_id=Y29tbWVudDo1ODU3ODQ0ODc0MjYzMDkyXzU2OTgzNTc3NTA3NjExMQ%3D%3D&__cft__[0]=AZVDIqvkw7Obaeh8pphEIo0DSsioLN5pSFh8zu5Z9xCUSeiUJrkKS88Gi81Itp5N6Arc2yk4zsodOccnqXrncpxvcajMO-AqGtxRoTB5oHMqKtd8zqHg2z0whsj-e4KNWY3jv5an4HjSvpxooUzFUYGPWJB_uXKHX3pgallIFf3L4w&__tn__=R*F" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-weight: 600; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0">Steve Lafreniere</a></div><div class="postprofile_container postprofile_Left">for directing me to this posting that I have copied above.</div><h2 class="x1heor9g x1qlqyl8 x1pd3egz x1a2a7pz x1gslohp" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin: 4px 0px 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px;"><span class="x3nfvp2" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; display: inline-flex; font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;"><span class="x193iq5w xeuugli x13faqbe x1vvkbs xlh3980 xvmahel x1n0sxbx x1lliihq x1s928wv xhkezso x1gmr53x x1cpjm7i x1fgarty x1943h6x x4zkp8e x676frb x1nxh6w3 x1sibtaa x1s688f xzsf02u" color="var(--primary-text)" dir="auto" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; display: inline; font-family: inherit; font-size: 0.8125rem; font-weight: 600; line-height: 1.2308; max-width: 100%; min-width: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; word-break: break-word;"><br /></span></span></h2></div>T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-48710438378871879152023-02-25T02:41:00.002-06:002023-02-25T02:41:24.791-06:00When The Swingin' Cornflake Killers recorded "Man From Mars" & "Jekyll & Hyde" in Mike Haskins' garage...<div dir="auto" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Hey dig this, here's a clip that Mr. <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/honkytonkjukebox?__cft__[0]=AZVnNLpWnYZLAefg0UwHGs0Tl1NTEDVkIcz6FdtpotQCwafHlnpv7_HgqYvpKkod0AoqlLZU3ZYTYQbODqL6bfFrl6jyBEQPXdNRotktH2TWWM7nMnBYFsSQhjU3Cx5cKb36Ws1W5ZBBSSflLOC7oEKNngnB082CHmYQ7FXbC22qBddOHHR34zTV8FvtdXD9rJ_-wz16NBDVumnMAkm0JTNW&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Honky-Tonk Jukebox</span></a></span> posted to his Instagram <a href="https://www.instagram.com/thehonkytonkjukebox/">@thehonkytonkjukebox</a>, saying "Some Rockabilly from Dallas <a href="https://www.instagram.com/t.texed/">@t.texed</a> with his <i>Man From Mars </i>song..."</span></div><div dir="auto" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Listen at: <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1fey0fg" href="https://www.instagram.com/reel/Co0S5qVjJCO/?fbclid=IwAR0I4VZ7bWP6aDJKf4De1wrGaK32R6yHCG3AEj21h3FqaVryx4zJ9_fohAg" rel="nofollow noopener" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--blue-link); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0" target="_blank">https://www.instagram.com/reel/Co0S5qVjJCO/</a></span> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Zb_nXHsJ5FN76OrOBbncihQ87fa4bGsUia6rQrziDNyEZDa6uUHPvQzuiMuBLRtZI2uCPAChi3Do1BpaCvjZKp_0c2WjRqljK4991JwWwayImtZG1WzRPnaMBPyscl8ul-d88wCNswhm54d9_7UxwThp0pppXMe7G_tPU4GUWvKMz7eTmKXoT5--/s720/331552355_1796076230777640_8166700774341464468_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="720" height="494" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Zb_nXHsJ5FN76OrOBbncihQ87fa4bGsUia6rQrziDNyEZDa6uUHPvQzuiMuBLRtZI2uCPAChi3Do1BpaCvjZKp_0c2WjRqljK4991JwWwayImtZG1WzRPnaMBPyscl8ul-d88wCNswhm54d9_7UxwThp0pppXMe7G_tPU4GUWvKMz7eTmKXoT5--/w494-h494/331552355_1796076230777640_8166700774341464468_n.jpg" width="494" /></a></div><br /><div dir="auto" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">We, that is me, one <b>T. Tex Edwards</b>, plus<b> The Swingin' Cornflake Killers</b>, who at that time were comprised of <b>Tom Battles </b>(RIP) on guitar, <b>Paul Orr</b> on bass, & <b>David Lee </b>(RIP) on drums, with an able assist from <b>Phil Bennison </b>AKA<b> <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/homer.henderson.716?__cft__[0]=AZWP9VpJwTLFVq-tYKRSL19VJpS6EIekeBnY3n_oo8OAsC2N6zBKMiCwO712Z7-VE-hmT-xlC90pEq2rX5l-20WeG04Y8oZh_uyaPeNr8TVuiTmA3xm69vn6h9bqwLEOj4STtWavvvKdFyGybeJkJC1om7j3dGoj9TQD2PkoSdiDvwli6oEZv0Kc_xXWf9LbYwuF8oXengZjlS_x7PQUAcwF&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Homer Henderson</span></a></span></b> <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a style="color: #385898; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit;" tabindex="-1"></a></span>(RIP), who contributed an outer-space guitar break, set up our gear one afternoon in <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/mikehaskins2000?__cft__[0]=AZWP9VpJwTLFVq-tYKRSL19VJpS6EIekeBnY3n_oo8OAsC2N6zBKMiCwO712Z7-VE-hmT-xlC90pEq2rX5l-20WeG04Y8oZh_uyaPeNr8TVuiTmA3xm69vn6h9bqwLEOj4STtWavvvKdFyGybeJkJC1om7j3dGoj9TQD2PkoSdiDvwli6oEZv0Kc_xXWf9LbYwuF8oXengZjlS_x7PQUAcwF&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Mike Haskins</b></span></a></span>' garage right off lower Greenville Avenue in <b>Dallas Texas</b>, back in the early 1990s. <b>Mike</b> recorded this gem of a tune on his home gear & captured lightning in a bottle. Hold it, maybe that was what we were drinking... </span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-size: 15px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgijwCO8mzvpjQuEptRQlUL752-qoodwO-_bLgkX9Jru8sjlrGTSk6y0YDsh6KfuUfkuutj1iK-rj7vYn9Ovf-5Aaui_YhLpGwRu92Bih8Vl1mPXZ5MsW7NzYWVGZezbjJND0c3ykVPrKLva1RskEorR7_YwN7IAzkG28bpR2WfrWsO0KrpIGQkZwsI/s800/27a1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="793" data-original-width="800" height="493" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgijwCO8mzvpjQuEptRQlUL752-qoodwO-_bLgkX9Jru8sjlrGTSk6y0YDsh6KfuUfkuutj1iK-rj7vYn9Ovf-5Aaui_YhLpGwRu92Bih8Vl1mPXZ5MsW7NzYWVGZezbjJND0c3ykVPrKLva1RskEorR7_YwN7IAzkG28bpR2WfrWsO0KrpIGQkZwsI/w497-h493/27a1.jpg" width="497" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;">Back cover of the <i>Jekyll & Hyde</i> b/w <i>Man From Mars</i> <b>Honey Records</b> 45 single.</span><br style="color: #050505; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;">Photo by <b>Clinton Bell</b> (RIP).</span></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: 15px;"><br /></span><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-size: 15px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZXbN_Zk_IHakM0hHzr6T6ghAqFketZsj_15C03TdllpQlLMN-9ePwd2UwdNWEvMDoof3A2y0oOrYQxudpKScmpZ9MgRSjNnbbzc57SoTZJbPBEbJcBYsQXy4dejD-qgF3OTVBCFifxDFanrLcQeiNxWUhqaoRBe_rluY5uw14vqzHqLnr7zIpodD3/s449/butch%20paulson%20chair%20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="449" data-original-width="338" height="539" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZXbN_Zk_IHakM0hHzr6T6ghAqFketZsj_15C03TdllpQlLMN-9ePwd2UwdNWEvMDoof3A2y0oOrYQxudpKScmpZ9MgRSjNnbbzc57SoTZJbPBEbJcBYsQXy4dejD-qgF3OTVBCFifxDFanrLcQeiNxWUhqaoRBe_rluY5uw14vqzHqLnr7zIpodD3/w406-h539/butch%20paulson%20chair%20.jpg" width="406" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;"><b>Butch Paulson</b>, the man who wrote & first sang "<i>Man From Mars</i>".</span></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: 15px;"><br /></span><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Anyhow, this here tune was written by a cat named </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Butch Paulson</b><span style="font-family: inherit;">, who originally sang it backed by </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">The Motations</b><span style="font-family: inherit;">, on a 45 released by </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Virgelle Records</b><span style="font-family: inherit;">, located in </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Seattle Washington</b><span style="font-family: inherit;">, back in 1961. Dallas scenester, Mr. </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Bill Logan</b><span style="font-family: inherit;">, had recently, back then, just started his </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Honey Records</b><span style="font-family: inherit;"> label for releasing music from some of his favorite people like the aforementioned </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Homer Henderson</b><span style="font-family: inherit;"> & me. Thanks </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Bill</b><span style="font-family: inherit;">. Complete audio of "</span><i style="font-family: inherit;">Man From Mars</i><span style="font-family: inherit;">" can be heard at: </span><span style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: var(--blue-link); font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://at.tumblr.com/t-tex-edwards/audio-man-from-mars-t-tex-edwards-the/5ota8uascggx">https://at.tumblr.com/t-tex-edwards/audio-man-from-mars-t-tex-edwards-the/5ota8uascggx</a></span></span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-size: 15px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp40tNTGhW7UujwydNtsxirabTCqnc4_NDv_HG-hQM9nMdOEQl8anWPQ675IiI9CJuDM9v401TQDmjp2wyIgvLcvyixzox2IB5YuQwkTUO6L0X5WdFlv0tzZI6YJ9Ytr186QlauXX1CypbRQVa9MBbHzxU1d2MHRfJkS_d7OUjqxKlKwcaTGlj6q-W/s600/R-15283162-1589144145-1312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="405" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp40tNTGhW7UujwydNtsxirabTCqnc4_NDv_HG-hQM9nMdOEQl8anWPQ675IiI9CJuDM9v401TQDmjp2wyIgvLcvyixzox2IB5YuQwkTUO6L0X5WdFlv0tzZI6YJ9Ytr186QlauXX1CypbRQVa9MBbHzxU1d2MHRfJkS_d7OUjqxKlKwcaTGlj6q-W/w405-h405/R-15283162-1589144145-1312.jpg" width="405" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;"><b>Butch Paulson</b>'s original 1961 single of "<i>Man From Mars</i>" on <b>Virgelle Records</b>.</span></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: 15px;"><br /></span><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-size: 15px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3IA6mEXneSq4X4mK6FG1rSPd673hSSuZRv-U6yUKq1OsC1KruxxUK1IGUSb02YFk6TUT93xq0YdATiovtQIu1Y3ZH42bIIIqivLm984u3cWYrSbZpy62ByXOUax639XJgJRd6sPutnDyQ-SNJyukukhL_aBUyNRbYkyegbeUtNl-37uye0Jw1e_FA/s400/34151_141068489243926_5343683_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="400" height="322" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3IA6mEXneSq4X4mK6FG1rSPd673hSSuZRv-U6yUKq1OsC1KruxxUK1IGUSb02YFk6TUT93xq0YdATiovtQIu1Y3ZH42bIIIqivLm984u3cWYrSbZpy62ByXOUax639XJgJRd6sPutnDyQ-SNJyukukhL_aBUyNRbYkyegbeUtNl-37uye0Jw1e_FA/w429-h322/34151_141068489243926_5343683_n.jpg" width="429" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;"><b>Jim Burgett</b> who originally sang "<i>Jekyll & Hyde</i>".</span></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: 15px;"><br /></span><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">On the flipside, or should I say the 'A' side, is a groovy tune called "</span><i style="font-family: inherit;">Jekyll & Hyde</i><span style="font-family: inherit;">", originally sung by </span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100063452709781&__cft__[0]=AZWP9VpJwTLFVq-tYKRSL19VJpS6EIekeBnY3n_oo8OAsC2N6zBKMiCwO712Z7-VE-hmT-xlC90pEq2rX5l-20WeG04Y8oZh_uyaPeNr8TVuiTmA3xm69vn6h9bqwLEOj4STtWavvvKdFyGybeJkJC1om7j3dGoj9TQD2PkoSdiDvwli6oEZv0Kc_xXWf9LbYwuF8oXengZjlS_x7PQUAcwF&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Jim Burgett</b></span></a></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> (from </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Ceres California</b><span style="font-family: inherit;">, near Modesto). The first incarnation of "</span><i style="font-family: inherit;">Jekyll & Hyde</i><span style="font-family: inherit;">" was titled "</span><i style="font-family: inherit;">Split Personality</i><span style="font-family: inherit;">" on </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Go Records</b><span style="font-family: inherit;"> from 1961. Later in 1961, </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Go Records </b><span style="font-family: inherit;">issued the song under the title "</span><i style="font-family: inherit;">Jekyll and Hyde</i><span style="font-family: inherit;">”. We erroneously credited </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Jim</b><span style="font-family: inherit;"> with writing the song on the </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Honey Records</b><span style="font-family: inherit;"> single, but further research has discovered it was actually written by a fellow named </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Pat Boniface</b><span style="font-family: inherit;">, who I could find no information on other than songwriting credits on five different singles, two of which were by our man </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Jim Burgett</b><span style="font-family: inherit;">. </span></span></div></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></div></div></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgra0fqE0BpudM3WocohoGaf_FBT4UhGxYh5wj4zPwXcNYhYHrBngeJfyiD6sCVzfMWBkiniQFS-MSMzA5SCQTkOT9t6KKdVas-ues52ROPqAt81tVTCRA3G_9FdEpISkUTgasYPlvcwBKg6-amN37icKsz0O6HBMG0OsTsxJ9qevJLJXbnnTy5ARnD/s599/R-14542920-1576702791-6522.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="599" data-original-width="598" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgra0fqE0BpudM3WocohoGaf_FBT4UhGxYh5wj4zPwXcNYhYHrBngeJfyiD6sCVzfMWBkiniQFS-MSMzA5SCQTkOT9t6KKdVas-ues52ROPqAt81tVTCRA3G_9FdEpISkUTgasYPlvcwBKg6-amN37icKsz0O6HBMG0OsTsxJ9qevJLJXbnnTy5ARnD/s320/R-14542920-1576702791-6522.jpg" width="319" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;">The first incarnation was titled "<i>Split Personality</i>" on <b>Go Records</b> from 1961.</span></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiizYPLG8wAUWmbpSVtypy0g148QbGzme3fc2rOI6z14VYQ4eapNBl32nmu-Tr4pdr_q9uE62VNyJ-bB16_O4DRCIonZAcqYaE0RRx25U-kErBy8YUmDnKCln51TTwew4TL1DzqCEgzDifIKi1nTJSFrOwKFI_eI1daz4KWFP-_sdUKNtVLxJSU0QWa/s600/R-9026140-1473501104-4575.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiizYPLG8wAUWmbpSVtypy0g148QbGzme3fc2rOI6z14VYQ4eapNBl32nmu-Tr4pdr_q9uE62VNyJ-bB16_O4DRCIonZAcqYaE0RRx25U-kErBy8YUmDnKCln51TTwew4TL1DzqCEgzDifIKi1nTJSFrOwKFI_eI1daz4KWFP-_sdUKNtVLxJSU0QWa/s320/R-9026140-1473501104-4575.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;">Later in 1961, <b>Go Records </b>issued the song under the title "<i>Jekyll and Hyde</i>" by <b>Jim Burgett</b>.</span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /> </div><div dir="auto" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The aptly named </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Cricket Taylor,</b><span style="font-family: inherit;"> a local Dallas blues songstress, contributed background vocals on our version of "</span><i style="font-family: inherit;">Jekyll & Hyde</i><span style="font-family: inherit;">" along with another young lady who's name I can't remember. Help me out, </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Cricket</b><span style="font-family: inherit;">. Audio of "</span><i style="font-family: inherit;">Jekyll & Hyde</i><span style="font-family: inherit;">" can be heard at: </span><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(33, 111, 219); color: #216fdb; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://at.tumblr.com/t-tex-edwards/audio-jekyll-hyde-t-tex-edwards-the/s1r9760ugv0o">https://at.tumblr.com/t-tex-edwards/audio-jekyll-hyde-t-tex-edwards-the/s1r9760ugv0o</a></span></span></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeWJYBEwtNfRSlUJjmn8zfRjz2AraQaf_IbbeBt7mcPO_e190-sYBzIUPhS8xGBAimUaHfMx_SZ4OHsDuQaVumjizodbdnVM4IdejAFkkpGRQyJr6taG-GdivqE1Og6n3y2KsxaABEbPYLXDiI6GRuLak4RHw4kJTD0MijbR54USE8A96J4MC0h4Cb/s300/0a98_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="300" height="467" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeWJYBEwtNfRSlUJjmn8zfRjz2AraQaf_IbbeBt7mcPO_e190-sYBzIUPhS8xGBAimUaHfMx_SZ4OHsDuQaVumjizodbdnVM4IdejAFkkpGRQyJr6taG-GdivqE1Og6n3y2KsxaABEbPYLXDiI6GRuLak4RHw4kJTD0MijbR54USE8A96J4MC0h4Cb/w467-h467/0a98_1.JPG" width="467" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;">Front cover of the <i>Jekyll & Hyde</i> b/w <i>Man from Mars </i>45 single from <b>Honey Records</b>.</span><br style="color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;">Artwork by <b>John S. Hancock</b> (from </span><span style="color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv xzsf02u x1s688f" href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100063678505271&__tn__=-]K*F" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--primary-text); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; font-weight: 600; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Amazing Hancock Bros.</span></a></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;">)</span></td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">P.S. I still have some copies of the </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Honey Records</b><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"> single available on eBay at: </span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1fey0fg" href="https://www.ebay.com/itm/150491956720" rel="nofollow noopener" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--blue-link); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: medium;">https://www.ebay.com/itm/150491956720</span></a></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv_EQ4kGbCwnImHoURH1oQ7Qs22TtRALuu1gUGFlXzqzq-w36lyMcpy8nihFSu-G0xV8D_hdGD-z3zO9tqPaxZe4zDV0Xg0Yz9ct_U0G8R6LXI69FNWB03DeSt8kkvjaVwWL4EszzC2Fc5xiYlkHKKes2Zh5TRkc87EL4vGi7PHIKNe6TaGAjAyxWH/s240/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="240" data-original-width="156" height="486" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv_EQ4kGbCwnImHoURH1oQ7Qs22TtRALuu1gUGFlXzqzq-w36lyMcpy8nihFSu-G0xV8D_hdGD-z3zO9tqPaxZe4zDV0Xg0Yz9ct_U0G8R6LXI69FNWB03DeSt8kkvjaVwWL4EszzC2Fc5xiYlkHKKes2Zh5TRkc87EL4vGi7PHIKNe6TaGAjAyxWH/w316-h486/images.jpeg" width="316" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"></span></div></div>T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-84074333293701288102023-02-20T12:57:00.004-06:002024-02-23T08:19:36.751-06:00The Vagabond Loafers, the Malaga Castle, Click Mort, and how The Loafin' Hyenas began…<p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTdHULLkkeqOv-YwQv4BVso3GMrX76ffp0xl5al1Mhun5rtvxO1GQT-u4Ad35U5gjSKVFcEk34vYoJteVZhXQRIDqCkSLrc9Fcb3drnnVgGsrXUdAKYEcvTQq0sqF6Ki-BXA9QcfG1328_ALdBdAlHj1JHhJ4yeWvljCY-T4lf8Az6qn7r9M50l2I1/s604/vagabond%20loafers%20at%20raji's.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="453" data-original-width="604" height="391" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTdHULLkkeqOv-YwQv4BVso3GMrX76ffp0xl5al1Mhun5rtvxO1GQT-u4Ad35U5gjSKVFcEk34vYoJteVZhXQRIDqCkSLrc9Fcb3drnnVgGsrXUdAKYEcvTQq0sqF6Ki-BXA9QcfG1328_ALdBdAlHj1JHhJ4yeWvljCY-T4lf8Az6qn7r9M50l2I1/w521-h391/vagabond%20loafers%20at%20raji's.jpg" width="521" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Vagabond Loafers: Mikaleno Amundson, Pip Plyler, T. Tex Edwards</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>The Vagabond Loafers</b> (name borrowed from a <b>Three Stooges </b>episode) were the first combo I was involved with after moving to <b>Hollywood</b>. <b>Mikaleno Amundson </b>was my weed buddy who lived across the hall when I first moved out west & I lived with <b>Texas </b></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/texasterri?__cft__[0]=AZVioBDb7fbwvfvY-7o3kdewAkHuKKumVS0rIAKD8R9-1iQKgDJugmoXNTztYVXI5WDRZPcYkurBoJfpj4Nwkl_73iZlEdnwK4O9qnCXu8XQ8_r1GjBjRdxAmeknBZQx6VKjzLzV0PReB8aDxkAE1UtbKVzUjgXRTNJW_G0CiVjR8tj3E8uxthXWyr-6iNLn5uFRmFLmk_OtUNjGdD7jODl4&__cft__[1]=AZVioBDb7fbwvfvY-7o3kdewAkHuKKumVS0rIAKD8R9-1iQKgDJugmoXNTztYVXI5WDRZPcYkurBoJfpj4Nwkl_73iZlEdnwK4O9qnCXu8XQ8_r1GjBjRdxAmeknBZQx6VKjzLzV0PReB8aDxkAE1UtbKVzUjgXRTNJW_G0CiVjR8tj3E8uxthXWyr-6iNLn5uFRmFLmk_OtUNjGdD7jODl4&__tn__=-]K-R]-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: currentcolor; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Terri Laird</b></span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b> </b>at the <b>Malaga Castle </b>for a spell. <b>Mikaleno</b> was a guitarist & former sailor. He'd talk about life on the big boats. We had in common a love of <b>Chris Spedding</b>'s guitar playing & smoking weed. He had been around <b>Hollywood</b> for </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a style="color: #385898; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit;" tabindex="-1"></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;">awhile & done time with <b>Christian Death </b>& one of <b>Sky Saxon</b>'s later bands. </span></p><p style="color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh60R8rj_gPFuqCmPQRNl1txeYb5od8UC9vy1O11MWmVwct51nKmRqMvFZ7uP4z9WUtgbQhFXC70GH6VaYP06Cnr4bVK9lmaisTVXi0IFP9c9oshGMXeh9tBt8Zi0LP6zE6aW5JY3pyqxhXywMdFieRL_yQEP1PasSoQ7FUAJpsSINRkYdR9HUlNgEb/s539/74266308_10218079611434919_752563289136824320_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="297" data-original-width="539" height="292" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh60R8rj_gPFuqCmPQRNl1txeYb5od8UC9vy1O11MWmVwct51nKmRqMvFZ7uP4z9WUtgbQhFXC70GH6VaYP06Cnr4bVK9lmaisTVXi0IFP9c9oshGMXeh9tBt8Zi0LP6zE6aW5JY3pyqxhXywMdFieRL_yQEP1PasSoQ7FUAJpsSINRkYdR9HUlNgEb/w530-h292/74266308_10218079611434919_752563289136824320_n.jpg" width="530" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;">Afton Arms AKA The Happy Malaga Castle in Hollywood, California</span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">A bunch of the <b>Austin</b> expatriates hung around each other out there in <b>Hollywood</b>. I met lotsa former Austinites I'd never known in <b>Texas</b> & of course a few that I did know before. Bassist <b>Pip Plyler</b> was one of those I hadn't known before, but <b>Terri</b> knew everybody with her ongoing vivacious personality & hair cutting skills. So <b>Mikaleno </b>& <b>Pip</b> & I starting jamming around with a succession of drummers & only played a couple of gigs with our combo that <b>Mikaleno</b> dubbed <b>The Vagabond Loafers</b>. Alot of guys from my generation grew up watching the <b>Three Stooges</b> on television & like <b>Mikaleno</b>, became obsessed with them. This photo is from </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/60216908274/?__cft__[0]=AZVioBDb7fbwvfvY-7o3kdewAkHuKKumVS0rIAKD8R9-1iQKgDJugmoXNTztYVXI5WDRZPcYkurBoJfpj4Nwkl_73iZlEdnwK4O9qnCXu8XQ8_r1GjBjRdxAmeknBZQx6VKjzLzV0PReB8aDxkAE1UtbKVzUjgXRTNJW_G0CiVjR8tj3E8uxthXWyr-6iNLn5uFRmFLmk_OtUNjGdD7jODl4&__cft__[1]=AZVioBDb7fbwvfvY-7o3kdewAkHuKKumVS0rIAKD8R9-1iQKgDJugmoXNTztYVXI5WDRZPcYkurBoJfpj4Nwkl_73iZlEdnwK4O9qnCXu8XQ8_r1GjBjRdxAmeknBZQx6VKjzLzV0PReB8aDxkAE1UtbKVzUjgXRTNJW_G0CiVjR8tj3E8uxthXWyr-6iNLn5uFRmFLmk_OtUNjGdD7jODl4&__tn__=-UK-R]-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: currentcolor; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Raji's</b></span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">, at a benefit for my by-then ex, <b>Texas Terri</b>, who'd run up some hospital bills & needed help. I don't remember much of that night except that I, for some reason, felt compelled to do a somersault cartwheel entering the stage upon the first notes of us starting our set with my song "<i>Move It!</i>" </span><p></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizolgnSQHWgf2yh3kkCqRW9soQsw6f2rzedQMfqa4PBUloAXWtm3OW_L8K6wpIryoR6tE8Iybcdn-soYnMLl72g_KmkikAeMKxaXU2662rRq2no9jK0EuijlWbNc1jwa7NBwuRf4YTGkm5Mur-N7n6w3lcuho8S0sbotfEcUscEhB2AmmzMpMRHuso/s604/vagabond%20loafers.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="453" data-original-width="604" height="381" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizolgnSQHWgf2yh3kkCqRW9soQsw6f2rzedQMfqa4PBUloAXWtm3OW_L8K6wpIryoR6tE8Iybcdn-soYnMLl72g_KmkikAeMKxaXU2662rRq2no9jK0EuijlWbNc1jwa7NBwuRf4YTGkm5Mur-N7n6w3lcuho8S0sbotfEcUscEhB2AmmzMpMRHuso/w509-h381/vagabond%20loafers.jpg" width="509" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Vagabond Loafers at Texas Terri benefit at Raji's in Hollywood: Mikaleno Amundson, Pip Plyler, T. Tex Edwards</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">I'd met one <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100057153293001&__cft__[0]=AZVioBDb7fbwvfvY-7o3kdewAkHuKKumVS0rIAKD8R9-1iQKgDJugmoXNTztYVXI5WDRZPcYkurBoJfpj4Nwkl_73iZlEdnwK4O9qnCXu8XQ8_r1GjBjRdxAmeknBZQx6VKjzLzV0PReB8aDxkAE1UtbKVzUjgXRTNJW_G0CiVjR8tj3E8uxthXWyr-6iNLn5uFRmFLmk_OtUNjGdD7jODl4&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: currentcolor; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Click Mort</b></span></a></span> awhile before this when he came over to <b>Terri</b>'s for a touchup on his hairdo. <b>Click </b>had played with <b>The Cramps</b> for a few months a couple years before this & hadn't played much music since. He was in the crowd that night & when he saw my acrobatics, he thought, "that's the guy I want to be in a band with." So when <b>The Vagabond Loafers</b> fizzled out in the coming months, he approached me about getting together & making some noise. We were gonna call our new band The Laughing Hyenas, but then we heard about another band from the midwest calling themselves that. Well, we were definitely loafers & no-counts, so we borrowed that part of my former outfit's name & became <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/loafinhyenas/?__cft__[0]=AZVioBDb7fbwvfvY-7o3kdewAkHuKKumVS0rIAKD8R9-1iQKgDJugmoXNTztYVXI5WDRZPcYkurBoJfpj4Nwkl_73iZlEdnwK4O9qnCXu8XQ8_r1GjBjRdxAmeknBZQx6VKjzLzV0PReB8aDxkAE1UtbKVzUjgXRTNJW_G0CiVjR8tj3E8uxthXWyr-6iNLn5uFRmFLmk_OtUNjGdD7jODl4&__tn__=kK-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: currentcolor; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>The Loafin' Hyenas</b></span></a></span>. </div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Click</b> & I started to hang out & "lock horns" as he called it, & choose a few covers to begin with & then write some of our own tunes. We both knew former <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100028550124515&__cft__[0]=AZVioBDb7fbwvfvY-7o3kdewAkHuKKumVS0rIAKD8R9-1iQKgDJugmoXNTztYVXI5WDRZPcYkurBoJfpj4Nwkl_73iZlEdnwK4O9qnCXu8XQ8_r1GjBjRdxAmeknBZQx6VKjzLzV0PReB8aDxkAE1UtbKVzUjgXRTNJW_G0CiVjR8tj3E8uxthXWyr-6iNLn5uFRmFLmk_OtUNjGdD7jODl4&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: currentcolor; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Blood on the Saddle</b></span></a></span> drummer, <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/hermann.senac.3?__cft__[0]=AZVioBDb7fbwvfvY-7o3kdewAkHuKKumVS0rIAKD8R9-1iQKgDJugmoXNTztYVXI5WDRZPcYkurBoJfpj4Nwkl_73iZlEdnwK4O9qnCXu8XQ8_r1GjBjRdxAmeknBZQx6VKjzLzV0PReB8aDxkAE1UtbKVzUjgXRTNJW_G0CiVjR8tj3E8uxthXWyr-6iNLn5uFRmFLmk_OtUNjGdD7jODl4&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: currentcolor; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Hermann Senac</b></span></a></span>. Then we tried to recruit <b>Click</b>'s favorite bassist, <b>Rob Ritter</b> who'd formerly played with T<b>he Gun Club</b>. But he was too busy at the time, so <b>Hermann</b> suggested his old buddy <b>Ron Botelho </b>from <b>Blood on the Saddle </b>to play bass. I'd met <b>Dione Sparks</b> (now <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/neva.trejo?__cft__[0]=AZVioBDb7fbwvfvY-7o3kdewAkHuKKumVS0rIAKD8R9-1iQKgDJugmoXNTztYVXI5WDRZPcYkurBoJfpj4Nwkl_73iZlEdnwK4O9qnCXu8XQ8_r1GjBjRdxAmeknBZQx6VKjzLzV0PReB8aDxkAE1UtbKVzUjgXRTNJW_G0CiVjR8tj3E8uxthXWyr-6iNLn5uFRmFLmk_OtUNjGdD7jODl4&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: currentcolor; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Neva Trejo</b></span></a></span>), a crazy cajun gal from Beaumont (through <b><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/thetexasterri?__cft__[0]=AZVioBDb7fbwvfvY-7o3kdewAkHuKKumVS0rIAKD8R9-1iQKgDJugmoXNTztYVXI5WDRZPcYkurBoJfpj4Nwkl_73iZlEdnwK4O9qnCXu8XQ8_r1GjBjRdxAmeknBZQx6VKjzLzV0PReB8aDxkAE1UtbKVzUjgXRTNJW_G0CiVjR8tj3E8uxthXWyr-6iNLn5uFRmFLmk_OtUNjGdD7jODl4&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: currentcolor; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Texas Terri</span></a></span> </b>again) who could saw the fiddle & sing in French, the whole bit, so she was the next addition. She turned out to be not-so-crazy after all, but a real sweetheart. But eventually she didn't live up to <b>Click</b>'s high standards of what he wanted in a bandmate. A trait he must have picked up from his old bosses, <b>Lux & Ivy</b>. <b>Click</b> had recently met a young fellow from Northern California named <b>Tom Blaylock</b>, who had been in a band up there simply called <b>Yo</b>. <b>Tom</b> played the fiddle & mandolin, so he took <b>Dione</b>'s place. <b>Ron </b>was the next to draw <b>Click</b>'s ire. So a couple of different guys played one-offs on bass with us in our later period. But when we eventually got around to recording our only album, <b>Rob Ritter </b>was available, & our original choice completed the circle...</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_iCZvdw2VZCu60MqCmnSwPlgIi1GoyjadbsXfWxXXhbaRd8Wc7Bx9rNn5djuVYfkdMGtdSF-t7qcVfEmijxu6CF5h6qkomuOSb6BmsZqtyMs7fmZ259r6QW49V2GqO7U07tQdnblEVMYjOYxqj5oJB_nrYKiXfJGPKIVYFPhhHcJZPbiuGSDY_MTJ/s659/23471905_10155131164488450_3350370294844045556_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="659" height="453" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_iCZvdw2VZCu60MqCmnSwPlgIi1GoyjadbsXfWxXXhbaRd8Wc7Bx9rNn5djuVYfkdMGtdSF-t7qcVfEmijxu6CF5h6qkomuOSb6BmsZqtyMs7fmZ259r6QW49V2GqO7U07tQdnblEVMYjOYxqj5oJB_nrYKiXfJGPKIVYFPhhHcJZPbiuGSDY_MTJ/w518-h453/23471905_10155131164488450_3350370294844045556_n.jpg" width="518" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: #f0f2f5; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;">The Loafin' Hyenas (photo by Margot Reyes) with Tom Blaylock, Rob Ritter (RIP), Hermann Senac, Click Mort (RIP) & yours truly...</span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div></div>T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-56980672971721420022023-02-17T21:40:00.001-06:002023-02-17T21:40:21.932-06:00My Brand of Blues, Marvin Rainwater, & me...<div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Marvin Rainwater</b> was an American country & rockabilly singer/songwriter who was born in Wichita, Kansas. He had several hits during the late 1950s, including "<i>Gonna Find Me a Bluebird</i>" & "<i>Whole Lotta Woman</i>," which hit #1 on the UK Singles Chart. He was known for wearing Native American-themed outfits on stage & claimed to have quarter-blood <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a style="color: #385898; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit;" tabindex="-1"></a></span>Cherokee ancestry. </div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">“<i>My Brand Of Blues</i>” was one of several gold records he scored in 1959. The other two being "<i>My Love Is Real</i>" & "<i>Half Breed</i>”, a cover version of a <b>John D. Loudermilk</b> song. That same year, he recorded the original version of another <b>Loudermilk </b>song, "<i>The Pale Faced Indian</i>”, which later became a huge hit for <b>Paul Revere & The Raiders </b>under the title "<i>Indian Reservation</i>”. </div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">“<i>My Brand of Blues</i>” has an eerie, tortured love theme & an early <b>Johnny Cash</b>-type feel. I first heard it on a ‘<i>MGM Rockabilliy Collection</i>’ album released in Europe in 1977 that I bought as an import a couple of years later. It was among the first several batch of tunes I suggested to guitarist <b>Joe Dickens</b> when we started putting together the earliest version of the <b>Out On Parole</b> band in 1984. Not an easy song to play because of the almost arbitrary number of times playing the riff before the vocals come in each time, “<i>My Brand of Blues</i>” languished at the bottom of the song list & was performed infrequently. When <b>Out On Parole</b> reformed in the 21st century, the song was revitalized & made the cut for the 2011 sessions that birthed the new <i>DEVIL GET AWAY FROM ME </i>album.</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVotdyuAeYaXLAZFqw3I-VexMXnDhxeg_X1SqRIhv9vHs8F4Hgy0cboVzzAZcht01-MW9GbR0_CpUKAWJNWXSvXOwf1LUMHkJTRgbjda41jh_dKNUMFzddugM3BcUx-GeSGgJ1ajKnYGpBTGjXI7tRZn_M2-voskBnA5wm1IcPfUykozL2OuMmJprb/s428/0.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="393" data-original-width="428" height="420" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVotdyuAeYaXLAZFqw3I-VexMXnDhxeg_X1SqRIhv9vHs8F4Hgy0cboVzzAZcht01-MW9GbR0_CpUKAWJNWXSvXOwf1LUMHkJTRgbjda41jh_dKNUMFzddugM3BcUx-GeSGgJ1ajKnYGpBTGjXI7tRZn_M2-voskBnA5wm1IcPfUykozL2OuMmJprb/w457-h420/0.jpeg" width="457" /></a></div><br /><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div></div><p style="background-color: white; color: #18191a; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 14px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 7px;"><span style="color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px;">"</span><i style="color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px;">My Brand of Blues</i><span style="color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px;">" by</span><b style="color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px;"> T. Tex Edwards & Out On Parole</b></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #1b57d2; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="color: #060606; font-kerning: none;">Listen & Download at: <a href="https://ttexedwards.bandcamp.com/track/my-brand-of-blues?fbclid=IwAR0RU1o7kFbpNBpjSiKgs9pquWJjeVea5HvjH0FJVvltyayFwHqwugjb8JE"><span style="color: #1b57d2; font-kerning: none;">https://ttexedwards.bandcamp.com/track/my-brand-of-blues</span></a></span><span style="font-kerning: none;"> </span></p><div><span style="font-kerning: none;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-kerning: none;"><br /></span></div>T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-11148049100942271652023-02-14T12:45:00.003-06:002023-02-14T14:59:26.376-06:00The first song on the first Tim Buckley album that amazes me to this day...<div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xdj266r x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="400" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/xDeE7TtoF1Q" width="481" youtube-src-id="xDeE7TtoF1Q"></iframe></div><br /><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Happy Birthday to </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Timothy Charles Buckley III</b><span style="font-family: inherit;">, born on February 14, 1947. "<i>I Can't See You</i>" is the first song off his first album from 1966. From this album sleeve, he may look like just some random folksinger. The latest in a never-ending line of folkies at the time. But from the first crashing notes it becomes evident that no, this isn't your average 1960s folkie. Yes, it's semi-electric folk, but there's also jazz, punk, & avant-garde elements here, in a tenor singing (his high school friend) <b>Larry Beckett</b>'s beautiful poetic lyrics. And as he did for the rest of his life, Tim Buckley broke the rules. Leading off this, his very first <b>Elektra Records</b> release with not the most commercial radio-friendly tune of the collection, but the least.</span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">I first heard <b>Buckley</b> at 13 years old, early in 1968, when my local <b>Dallas</b> "underground rock" station <b>KNUS</b>, the first of it's kind in Big D on the FM side of the dial that played at least one album cut from almost every new LP release of the time, & practically none of the Top 40, that dominated AM radio back then. It was where I first heard <b>The Velvet Underground, The Jeff Beck Group, The Red Crayola, Elmer Gantry's Velvet Opera, Condello, The Ill Wind</b>, & on & on. I'd save up my lunch money allowance all week, & on the weekend head over to <b>Preston Record Center</b> & pick out an album by the coverart & what I'd heard on <b>KNUS</b> radio. One week they were playing <b>Tim Buckley</b>'s long epic, "<i>Goodbye & Hello</i>", the title song from his more psychedelic second album. So that was what I picked out to purchase with my hard-hoarded cash & was first introduced to the varied music of <b>Tim</b>. For some reason I never went back to this first album until much later in the 1970s. Maybe it was that folksinger cover. After the obviously drug-induced cover photos of "<i>Happy Sad</i>" & the likes, that first album coverart never struck my fancy until I later realized just how brilliant & different <b>Tim Buckley</b> was. But once I finally did investigate further, Wow!</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">But on to my own musical career. When I was finally putting together my last & possibly final musical project in 2017, my damaged hearing required a lower volume, different approach that started out as just a trio with my pals <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/eric.hisaw?__cft__[0]=AZUJleyr-rggnT6Ap-8yd_7EkoyXf_vpKUYIEbd2E0eqLuWFvqmCi_KKuzuqLLM3d_fhK33fP9o_2a0RoUT15jUmupFJMBaF_pxW3e5cSVxxPset5D669hOxg6wAv1BLjN-gQBFFF8NmooNh4cwaQmbJsKtps5VUXp3Ix33h_vWfiw&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Eric Hisaw</b></span></a></span> &<b> <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/dan.hoekstra.9?__cft__[0]=AZUJleyr-rggnT6Ap-8yd_7EkoyXf_vpKUYIEbd2E0eqLuWFvqmCi_KKuzuqLLM3d_fhK33fP9o_2a0RoUT15jUmupFJMBaF_pxW3e5cSVxxPset5D669hOxg6wAv1BLjN-gQBFFF8NmooNh4cwaQmbJsKtps5VUXp3Ix33h_vWfiw&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Dan Hoekstra</span></a></span> </b>on guitars, & turned into a combo simply called <b>The T. Tex Edwards Group</b>, when we later added <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/jj.barrera3?__cft__[0]=AZUJleyr-rggnT6Ap-8yd_7EkoyXf_vpKUYIEbd2E0eqLuWFvqmCi_KKuzuqLLM3d_fhK33fP9o_2a0RoUT15jUmupFJMBaF_pxW3e5cSVxxPset5D669hOxg6wAv1BLjN-gQBFFF8NmooNh4cwaQmbJsKtps5VUXp3Ix33h_vWfiw&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>JJ Barrera</b></span></a></span> on bass & <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/shawn.peters.921?__cft__[0]=AZUJleyr-rggnT6Ap-8yd_7EkoyXf_vpKUYIEbd2E0eqLuWFvqmCi_KKuzuqLLM3d_fhK33fP9o_2a0RoUT15jUmupFJMBaF_pxW3e5cSVxxPset5D669hOxg6wAv1BLjN-gQBFFF8NmooNh4cwaQmbJsKtps5VUXp3Ix33h_vWfiw&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Shawn Peters</b></span></a></span> on drums. It had started out as a songwriting project with <b>Hisaw</b>. After years of mainly playing covers of semi-obscure 60s Brit & off-kilter C&W nuggets, I wanted to see if I could still write some meaningful songs like I had years ago with <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/mikehaskins2000?__cft__[0]=AZUJleyr-rggnT6Ap-8yd_7EkoyXf_vpKUYIEbd2E0eqLuWFvqmCi_KKuzuqLLM3d_fhK33fP9o_2a0RoUT15jUmupFJMBaF_pxW3e5cSVxxPset5D669hOxg6wAv1BLjN-gQBFFF8NmooNh4cwaQmbJsKtps5VUXp3Ix33h_vWfiw&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Mike Haskins</b></span></a></span> in <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/TheNervebreakers/?__cft__[0]=AZUJleyr-rggnT6Ap-8yd_7EkoyXf_vpKUYIEbd2E0eqLuWFvqmCi_KKuzuqLLM3d_fhK33fP9o_2a0RoUT15jUmupFJMBaF_pxW3e5cSVxxPset5D669hOxg6wAv1BLjN-gQBFFF8NmooNh4cwaQmbJsKtps5VUXp3Ix33h_vWfiw&__tn__=kK-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>The Nervebreakers</b></span></a></span> & <b>Click Mort </b>in <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/loafinhyenas/?__cft__[0]=AZUJleyr-rggnT6Ap-8yd_7EkoyXf_vpKUYIEbd2E0eqLuWFvqmCi_KKuzuqLLM3d_fhK33fP9o_2a0RoUT15jUmupFJMBaF_pxW3e5cSVxxPset5D669hOxg6wAv1BLjN-gQBFFF8NmooNh4cwaQmbJsKtps5VUXp3Ix33h_vWfiw&__tn__=kK-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>The Loafin' Hyenas</b></span></a></span>. I had started writing things down during a month-long rehab torture at Austin Recovery, & upon my release, contacted <b>Eric</b> about possibly getting together & putting some music to my scribblings. We cranked out a few songs & added a <b>Tim Harden</b> tune, a <b>Bob Dylan</b> song, along with some reworkings of some of my earlier <b>Nervebreakers</b> & <b>Loafin' Hyenas </b>originals. Plus this song from <b>Tim Buckley</b>, that I absolutely fell in love with upon my first listening all those years ago. When we later recorded our batch of originals, this song, (along with <b>Gary Stewart</b>'s "<i>Single Again</i>"), were the only two cover songs that we recorded at those sessions. Hopefully sometime soon, those recordings will see the light of day...</div></div>T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-79801922143249238222023-02-12T11:06:00.009-06:002024-02-12T08:05:11.172-06:00A new 1981 version of Tex & the Saddletramps record "Slave Lover" in Will Clay's Cumberland Avenue basement<p><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Todays <i>Memories </i>confronted me with an old <i>youtube</i> from <b>Tex & the Saddletramps</b>. "<i>Slave Lover</i>” is a great song written & originally sung by <b>George Jones</b> on his 1963 Mercury Records album ‘<i>The Novelty Side of <b>George Jones</b></i>’. An album that I ran across & immediately loved, early in my fandom of the <b>Possum</b>. Once<b> </b></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/mikehaskins2000?__cft__[0]=AZVXY6LypszuY9_mX0I1ZiCQPTG7_ekW8c_dmDvskZOsyoFvk1dHsRtdO-GjfgqDaWOdD3hymb-cSYJPNq6DTsiqe3hfi1_dGuJtqZPQD3MrvXC71pMtXNFfKoL19E1Z3iySsetQeiEedeajpTUX2aQMZn7ops6xPXi83yDiZAFN3g&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Mike Haskins</b></span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"> & I reassembled <b>Tex & the Saddletramps</b>, which had started out as a rockabilly/C&W-sideband from </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/TheNervebreakers/?__cft__[0]=AZVXY6LypszuY9_mX0I1ZiCQPTG7_ekW8c_dmDvskZOsyoFvk1dHsRtdO-GjfgqDaWOdD3hymb-cSYJPNq6DTsiqe3hfi1_dGuJtqZPQD3MrvXC71pMtXNFfKoL19E1Z3iySsetQeiEedeajpTUX2aQMZn7ops6xPXi83yDiZAFN3g&__tn__=kK-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>The Nervebreakers</b></span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"> in 1979, a couple of years later with original drummer </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/russell.fleming.35?__cft__[0]=AZVXY6LypszuY9_mX0I1ZiCQPTG7_ekW8c_dmDvskZOsyoFvk1dHsRtdO-GjfgqDaWOdD3hymb-cSYJPNq6DTsiqe3hfi1_dGuJtqZPQD3MrvXC71pMtXNFfKoL19E1Z3iySsetQeiEedeajpTUX2aQMZn7ops6xPXi83yDiZAFN3g&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Russell Fleming</b></span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">, <b>Key Kolb</b> on guitar, & </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/donny.r.ford?__cft__[0]=AZVXY6LypszuY9_mX0I1ZiCQPTG7_ekW8c_dmDvskZOsyoFvk1dHsRtdO-GjfgqDaWOdD3hymb-cSYJPNq6DTsiqe3hfi1_dGuJtqZPQD3MrvXC71pMtXNFfKoL19E1Z3iySsetQeiEedeajpTUX2aQMZn7ops6xPXi83yDiZAFN3g&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Donny Ray Ford</b></span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b> </b>on bass & backing vocals, this is one of the first tunes I wanted to do. A very uptempo tune with lotsa stops & starts about a poor henpecked guy forced to cater to his lover’s every whim & command. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="458" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/sDytuZk0IE0" width="550" youtube-src-id="sDytuZk0IE0"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><b>Tex & the Saddletramps</b> - <i>Slave Lover</i></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIw24uzMfT5YoRHkKdStKAeTaewQ3LLJssydyavhAfuNT2AK1zfXzx4Tga8FPMH6BQwfhnGI1pLrsNa-jkuCtkHn7JDWKi2suIkT1bnidDDnYeg3yaPtnlc49UVSJykpPA4YHfj65J1p0lIFswyijfhCw_XZ6BZhNtbmIJAJ6h31su9bsdan6U4M9Q/s425/R-1602192-1395865140-8894.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="419" data-original-width="425" height="401" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIw24uzMfT5YoRHkKdStKAeTaewQ3LLJssydyavhAfuNT2AK1zfXzx4Tga8FPMH6BQwfhnGI1pLrsNa-jkuCtkHn7JDWKi2suIkT1bnidDDnYeg3yaPtnlc49UVSJykpPA4YHfj65J1p0lIFswyijfhCw_XZ6BZhNtbmIJAJ6h31su9bsdan6U4M9Q/w407-h401/R-1602192-1395865140-8894.jpg" width="407" /></a></div><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">‘</span><i style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">The Novelty Side of <b>George Jones</b></i><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">’ on </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Mercury Records 1963</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span><p><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">A short while later, five or six songs were recorded by <b>Will Clay</b>, a saxophonist & all round funny guy who loved to laugh & crack jokes, who <b>Mike </b>& I had known since he was one of the younger guys that used to come hang out at rehearsals for the pre-<b>Nervebreakers</b> band we were in called <b>The Idiots</b>, circa 1974. The other 3/5 of <b>The Idiots</b> went on to form a local band called <b>The Toys</b>. <b>Will </b>had set up a little recording space down in the basement of a house on a hillside on <b>Cumberland Avenue</b>, just down the street from the <b>Dallas Zoo</b> in the <b>Oak Cliff </b>section of <b>Dallas</b>. Coincidentally, right down the street in the other direction from <b>Lee Harvey Oswald</b>’s famous <b>Beckley Avenue</b> garage apartment. Where “the shadows pointing every whichaway” photo of <b>Oswald</b> holding the rifle allegedly used to kill the president was taken. A photo whose authenticity had been questioned by the first wave of conspiracy theorists for decades.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFwQCzlJOZ72RKGvOPG8v7DcU1BUi_uqKl8d_tG0O2ae9oPckNRQIMdNz1uc2DCt1IgcORS8X5VfHXezqunOEZjoMjQQu3lwWM68yEowq9FA_YL0Dl4lMxlSuR3nhlxZMPwvsnynxdke6mW8kuC3jtx2jbpyDNCNhjWXHuYC3Rpx5lSw4PoFieZNw9/s720/saddletramps%20at%20street%20dance%20withwill%20clay%20by%20vern%20evans.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="404" data-original-width="720" height="337" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFwQCzlJOZ72RKGvOPG8v7DcU1BUi_uqKl8d_tG0O2ae9oPckNRQIMdNz1uc2DCt1IgcORS8X5VfHXezqunOEZjoMjQQu3lwWM68yEowq9FA_YL0Dl4lMxlSuR3nhlxZMPwvsnynxdke6mW8kuC3jtx2jbpyDNCNhjWXHuYC3Rpx5lSw4PoFieZNw9/w528-h337/saddletramps%20at%20street%20dance%20withwill%20clay%20by%20vern%20evans.jpg" width="528" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span face="-apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;">Here is a photo by <a href="@vernevans_photo ">Vern Evans</a> </span><span face="-apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;">of saxophonist <b>Will Clay</b> sitting in (actually standing) with <b>Tex & the Saddletramps</b> at a Lower Greenville Avenue Street Dance. There's <b>Ron Gulley</b> & <b>Michael Brown</b> leaning on a vehicle, with me singing & <b>James Flory</b> on bass & <b>Paul Quigg</b> on guitar & <b>Russell Fleming</b>'s drums...</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="-apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(6, 6, 6); color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; text-align: left;">"<i>Slave Lover</i>” was the first tune we recorded there & it turned out the best, with right on the money playing & strong backing vocals from <b>Ford.</b> That version of the band soon splintered & our original bassist, <b>Linda Shaw</b> came back into the fold. But the raw, tinny sound captured on <b>Clay</b>’s ancient analog equipment had a certain charm to it. Years later in 2009 long after <b>Will</b>’s passing, Mr. </span><a href="https://www.facebook.com/toyranch?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWwmVBK8nFwG5fyvQLNW8WxxZakcRP7dwj8PxnbI3Lu2Pa5BOqX3kxUgmAfjPLkKboypX0x-z8jd_TJlo2qz083eroVI8PE9bBZoYH83RpM0-0JhhlLWrZ8xVRYBwQmaEHYtfDELrzsshDtGlnQmIlpaCRgM-HtGMnJalxntVA7gw&__tn__=-%5DK-R" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">Bobby Beeman</span></a><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(6, 6, 6); color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; text-align: left;">, onetime bassist of the legendary </span><a href="https://www.facebook.com/StickMenWithRayGuns?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWwmVBK8nFwG5fyvQLNW8WxxZakcRP7dwj8PxnbI3Lu2Pa5BOqX3kxUgmAfjPLkKboypX0x-z8jd_TJlo2qz083eroVI8PE9bBZoYH83RpM0-0JhhlLWrZ8xVRYBwQmaEHYtfDELrzsshDtGlnQmIlpaCRgM-HtGMnJalxntVA7gw&__tn__=-%5DK-R" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">Stick Men With Ray Guns</span></a><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(6, 6, 6); color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; text-align: left;"> band, ran across a third generation (maybe that’s why it sounds sort of tinny) copy of the sessions & contacted me about posting them to youtube. Which is where they’ve sat until the present. With the ease of uploading & posting old tapes to <i>Bandcamp</i> that I recently discovered, <b>Mike Haskins</b> & I are working on a <b>Tex & the Saddletramps</b> collection featuring the tunes from the <b>Cumberland</b> sessions, plus several more from a session that produced “<i>Move It!</i>” at the late <b>Songbird Studios</b> on lower <b>Greenville Avenue</b> in <b>Dallas</b>, & a few songs that <b>Rocky Langston</b> (RIP) recorded for release on his ‘<i>Steel Rok Presents</i>’ cassette. Sort of the <b>Tex & the Saddletramps</b> album that never was…</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(6, 6, 6); color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(6, 6, 6); color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;">Here are some photos of the lineup on "<i>Slave Lover</i>" at a <b>Flykiller</b> party in a warehouse in downtown <b>Dallas</b> (not sure who took these photos). First here's </span><span face="-apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><b>Mike Haskins </b>with <b>Donny Ray Ford</b> in background:</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40jwUvJR8pxWgDFZxSejdMlD-CFWZ6xrFRhhmQHgIokyb3M-_j4EMTebr6xzHneSqFjK1UutSRmtVMHYInxcZUekP9Zzf4lp17dWZrZC4Px0b0ymbjL9GZvAI1k76SdzdNw4VZP3akD-I6MDd11tikEj9kYNT-doyooc7opg3ECrB_wYZmZq-J0KG/s640/28215_367204104228_683009228_3511578_2989492_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="432" height="610" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj40jwUvJR8pxWgDFZxSejdMlD-CFWZ6xrFRhhmQHgIokyb3M-_j4EMTebr6xzHneSqFjK1UutSRmtVMHYInxcZUekP9Zzf4lp17dWZrZC4Px0b0ymbjL9GZvAI1k76SdzdNw4VZP3akD-I6MDd11tikEj9kYNT-doyooc7opg3ECrB_wYZmZq-J0KG/w412-h610/28215_367204104228_683009228_3511578_2989492_n.jpg" width="412" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">Next, here's me <span face="-apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;">with <b>Key Kolb </b>in the background:</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiok4aMndNXufmPh5g5vBJ8mZboNS_WDECr0DnH5CE4hQ-30apnih4jofRGozlOySjFx8aMfjk-1sYcXgoVL5gfbdThGTbe7XvO9j7GZYoputWi1eEYtPfGjasORMTB6H2xrZTv-_nUk93sFKU8Nguo3Cc_PAcujpYkDFt7DzcVvFsYn5hbsRk5ZOWR/s640/28215_367204124228_683009228_3511581_1732799_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="432" data-original-width="640" height="355" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiok4aMndNXufmPh5g5vBJ8mZboNS_WDECr0DnH5CE4hQ-30apnih4jofRGozlOySjFx8aMfjk-1sYcXgoVL5gfbdThGTbe7XvO9j7GZYoputWi1eEYtPfGjasORMTB6H2xrZTv-_nUk93sFKU8Nguo3Cc_PAcujpYkDFt7DzcVvFsYn5hbsRk5ZOWR/w526-h355/28215_367204124228_683009228_3511581_1732799_n.jpg" width="526" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><b style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;">Russell Fleming</b><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;"> under the Flykiller logo:</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhumLnQVvD8hHFej6UfcdRZU46rOy_EsQp-rqwAFP9tbZPzvciqAF90p7-fN9THknvPOW0hbOtSNggRV25wFrBk5AYMR0KHymK8piOFLqp634hliOouZ6Z5s8Uwk51snSK2iYrktBGR7_KxOqzgaddG8Sxokkia-oBh-fuBJOLM1GLKSMOPw68Y4BiC/s640/329443692_991158145190704_2208655045103834287_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-30639382655465223402023-02-10T11:55:00.003-06:002023-02-12T14:18:15.021-06:00The story of The Loafin' Hyenas first club gig at Raji's in Hollywood when Lux Interior & Rob Ritter showed up<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Pckto1GAeKyCpF_sFH83JzTqBTJENdNQeu4x8VvxtRNZv-5EcIDYx3GKwzPNsxcqpbZdC1zXJ6oOY--Juxhg2MxTJVQFHOVUozUU7yPNwy6P2vHSRPxcXJs4X6rI-tPMJCKd1gyYONXu835w_-wMb8fpm7ToyLTLvCBp2BxG3enVly10JEc8AyDX/s604/2136_1084276753674_9558_n-1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="394" data-original-width="604" height="343" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Pckto1GAeKyCpF_sFH83JzTqBTJENdNQeu4x8VvxtRNZv-5EcIDYx3GKwzPNsxcqpbZdC1zXJ6oOY--Juxhg2MxTJVQFHOVUozUU7yPNwy6P2vHSRPxcXJs4X6rI-tPMJCKd1gyYONXu835w_-wMb8fpm7ToyLTLvCBp2BxG3enVly10JEc8AyDX/w526-h343/2136_1084276753674_9558_n-1.jpg" width="526" /></a></div><br /> <span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">This photo that came up in yesterday’s <i>Memories</i> is from when the Hollywood, California band that I was in, </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/loafinhyenas/?__cft__[0]=AZXvcBObekXI3vMMm2i-z7wfndwSbl2A5WTC7sC0cif506fBLUIrcTkfwSa8T9lp3f9KQ6Yog6E0M5_2ZNT9lDxrhP5BejiBQepeCOh_rLLFrbrXEC9-DDa7856SIOj_af7jNJf2jRngBVhLDJ8yP6w9e4iebTZMZMjFe-pUtb0-D-w7-On_RJ3rk7OnnBgcn1A&__tn__=kK-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>The Loafin' Hyenas</b></span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">, played our first club gig at <b>Raji’s</b>, the epicenter of Hollywood underground bands at the time. I think this was 1988. At that point the band consisted of myself on vocals, former <b>Cramps</b> guitarist </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100057153293001&__cft__[0]=AZXvcBObekXI3vMMm2i-z7wfndwSbl2A5WTC7sC0cif506fBLUIrcTkfwSa8T9lp3f9KQ6Yog6E0M5_2ZNT9lDxrhP5BejiBQepeCOh_rLLFrbrXEC9-DDa7856SIOj_af7jNJf2jRngBVhLDJ8yP6w9e4iebTZMZMjFe-pUtb0-D-w7-On_RJ3rk7OnnBgcn1A&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Click Mort</b></span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">, a wild cajun gal from Beaumont named <b>Dionne Sparks</b> (now </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/neva.trejo?__cft__[0]=AZXvcBObekXI3vMMm2i-z7wfndwSbl2A5WTC7sC0cif506fBLUIrcTkfwSa8T9lp3f9KQ6Yog6E0M5_2ZNT9lDxrhP5BejiBQepeCOh_rLLFrbrXEC9-DDa7856SIOj_af7jNJf2jRngBVhLDJ8yP6w9e4iebTZMZMjFe-pUtb0-D-w7-On_RJ3rk7OnnBgcn1A&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; 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box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Blood on the Saddle</b></span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">, <b>Ron </b></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><a style="color: #385898; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit;" tabindex="-1"></a></b></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>Botelho </b>on bass & </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/hermann.senac.3?__cft__[0]=AZXvcBObekXI3vMMm2i-z7wfndwSbl2A5WTC7sC0cif506fBLUIrcTkfwSa8T9lp3f9KQ6Yog6E0M5_2ZNT9lDxrhP5BejiBQepeCOh_rLLFrbrXEC9-DDa7856SIOj_af7jNJf2jRngBVhLDJ8yP6w9e4iebTZMZMjFe-pUtb0-D-w7-On_RJ3rk7OnnBgcn1A&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Hermann Senac</b></span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b> </b>on drums. This is the lineup that recorded our first single “<i>Scatter</i>” (about Elvis’ chimpanzee) b/w “<i>Move It!</i>” (a reworking of one of my earlier songs from Tex & the Saddletramps days) that was one of the early releases from <b>Long Gone </b></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/twobit.johnny?__cft__[0]=AZXvcBObekXI3vMMm2i-z7wfndwSbl2A5WTC7sC0cif506fBLUIrcTkfwSa8T9lp3f9KQ6Yog6E0M5_2ZNT9lDxrhP5BejiBQepeCOh_rLLFrbrXEC9-DDa7856SIOj_af7jNJf2jRngBVhLDJ8yP6w9e4iebTZMZMjFe-pUtb0-D-w7-On_RJ3rk7OnnBgcn1A&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>John</b></span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">’s <b>Sympathy For The Record Industry </b>label (SFTRI 008). Hear the song "<i>Scatter</i>" here: </span><a href="https://at.tumblr.com/t-tex-edwards/t-tex-edwards-ch-dld-bft-brit-omm-audio/riw8sqxa1sfx">https://at.tumblr.com/t-tex-edwards/t-tex-edwards-ch-dld-bft-brit-omm-audio/riw8sqxa1sfx</a><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAWXGoB1GN31yDwhp4Aawejcw1jSZZLkQ2nAU56kRb9pfk7C8zMmUm4DkIa8PuEBVP6rTimopxjZRfO6DRhE7-dZPrxrL6PfajSSY4oU436dYvmHUsY4-HDRI_SUieXAWJ6JfhPKQ0-iLHhS8ghfbKokOAWdxvAzZ3F72xksG7fQ8rT4YzqOe3mSPn/s604/tumblr_b8a86cb7f861556feecd66ed4c0b4fb2_dee21654_640.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="303" data-original-width="604" height="231" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAWXGoB1GN31yDwhp4Aawejcw1jSZZLkQ2nAU56kRb9pfk7C8zMmUm4DkIa8PuEBVP6rTimopxjZRfO6DRhE7-dZPrxrL6PfajSSY4oU436dYvmHUsY4-HDRI_SUieXAWJ6JfhPKQ0-iLHhS8ghfbKokOAWdxvAzZ3F72xksG7fQ8rT4YzqOe3mSPn/w460-h231/tumblr_b8a86cb7f861556feecd66ed4c0b4fb2_dee21654_640.jpg" width="460" /></a></div><br /><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">And what a night it was. I don’t remember much from our performance, but I do remember who was there in the audience that night. In the photo below just to the left of the speaker cabinet (& darkly in the first photo), you can see original <b>Gun Club</b> bassist <b>Rob "Graves" Ritter </b>in sunglasses (yes, after dark AND indoors) sitting on the floor with his friend <b>Tim Farris </b>from the band </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100067171479506&__cft__[0]=AZXvcBObekXI3vMMm2i-z7wfndwSbl2A5WTC7sC0cif506fBLUIrcTkfwSa8T9lp3f9KQ6Yog6E0M5_2ZNT9lDxrhP5BejiBQepeCOh_rLLFrbrXEC9-DDa7856SIOj_af7jNJf2jRngBVhLDJ8yP6w9e4iebTZMZMjFe-pUtb0-D-w7-On_RJ3rk7OnnBgcn1A&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Celebrity Skin</span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">. <b>Rob</b> was our favorite & the first bass player <b>Click </b>& I recruited for </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/loafinhyenas/?__cft__[0]=AZXvcBObekXI3vMMm2i-z7wfndwSbl2A5WTC7sC0cif506fBLUIrcTkfwSa8T9lp3f9KQ6Yog6E0M5_2ZNT9lDxrhP5BejiBQepeCOh_rLLFrbrXEC9-DDa7856SIOj_af7jNJf2jRngBVhLDJ8yP6w9e4iebTZMZMjFe-pUtb0-D-w7-On_RJ3rk7OnnBgcn1A&__tn__=kK-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>The Loafin' Hyenas</b></span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b> </b>& he jammed with us once when we were in the early stages of writing songs & putting the band together. But <b>Rob</b> was too busy at the time playing reunion gigs with </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/TheReal45Grave?__cft__[0]=AZXvcBObekXI3vMMm2i-z7wfndwSbl2A5WTC7sC0cif506fBLUIrcTkfwSa8T9lp3f9KQ6Yog6E0M5_2ZNT9lDxrhP5BejiBQepeCOh_rLLFrbrXEC9-DDa7856SIOj_af7jNJf2jRngBVhLDJ8yP6w9e4iebTZMZMjFe-pUtb0-D-w7-On_RJ3rk7OnnBgcn1A&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>45 Grave</b></span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"> & soon joining the band </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/theloniousmonster?__cft__[0]=AZXvcBObekXI3vMMm2i-z7wfndwSbl2A5WTC7sC0cif506fBLUIrcTkfwSa8T9lp3f9KQ6Yog6E0M5_2ZNT9lDxrhP5BejiBQepeCOh_rLLFrbrXEC9-DDa7856SIOj_af7jNJf2jRngBVhLDJ8yP6w9e4iebTZMZMjFe-pUtb0-D-w7-On_RJ3rk7OnnBgcn1A&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Thelonious Monster</b></span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">, to have enough time to devote to our project. He did return toward the end of </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/loafinhyenas/?__cft__[0]=AZXvcBObekXI3vMMm2i-z7wfndwSbl2A5WTC7sC0cif506fBLUIrcTkfwSa8T9lp3f9KQ6Yog6E0M5_2ZNT9lDxrhP5BejiBQepeCOh_rLLFrbrXEC9-DDa7856SIOj_af7jNJf2jRngBVhLDJ8yP6w9e4iebTZMZMjFe-pUtb0-D-w7-On_RJ3rk7OnnBgcn1A&__tn__=kK-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>The Loafin' Hyenas</b></span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"> & contributed some beautiful bass lines to our only album, <b><i>THE LOAFIN’ HYENAS</i></b> on <b>Patrick Mathè</b>’s <b>New Rose</b> label out of France.</span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxssJfCOe0vtOjfpbHULy6B4v3g5HFip5LEaYG9RuQqLIiw9QtF6qXx-Le-UKgVt-Ni5e-6C2rsnnmcxPgFDu1hrRUhvj2sW6Y6rUbNWvZgb5wS_ZEImLxBa1OkYcS1XHNJX8-X2ivmpr3jUd-vMj6LAZQz10r4jj0gSko6inTyi_eCj2wuB77zAI/s604/2136_1084278033706_5707_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="394" data-original-width="604" height="345" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxssJfCOe0vtOjfpbHULy6B4v3g5HFip5LEaYG9RuQqLIiw9QtF6qXx-Le-UKgVt-Ni5e-6C2rsnnmcxPgFDu1hrRUhvj2sW6Y6rUbNWvZgb5wS_ZEImLxBa1OkYcS1XHNJX8-X2ivmpr3jUd-vMj6LAZQz10r4jj0gSko6inTyi_eCj2wuB77zAI/w528-h345/2136_1084278033706_5707_n.jpg" width="528" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Also that night <b>Click</b> had invited his old bosses from <b>The Cramps</b>, <b>Lux Interior</b> & <b>Poison Ivy Rorschach</b>, who surprisingly showed up & crowded into the stuffy basement room at <b>Raji’s</b> where the bands played. I remember <b>Lux </b>pointing out in conversation afterwards in his humorous goofy manner, “Hey, we’re both lead singers with three letter names that end in ‘x’ <b>Lux</b> & <b>Tex</b>!”. I had invited <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/chip.kinman?__cft__[0]=AZXvcBObekXI3vMMm2i-z7wfndwSbl2A5WTC7sC0cif506fBLUIrcTkfwSa8T9lp3f9KQ6Yog6E0M5_2ZNT9lDxrhP5BejiBQepeCOh_rLLFrbrXEC9-DDa7856SIOj_af7jNJf2jRngBVhLDJ8yP6w9e4iebTZMZMjFe-pUtb0-D-w7-On_RJ3rk7OnnBgcn1A&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Chip Kinman</b></span></a></span> from <b>Rank and File</b>, a band that I admired & had opened shows for a couple of times back in Dallas at <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/thehotklub?__cft__[0]=AZXvcBObekXI3vMMm2i-z7wfndwSbl2A5WTC7sC0cif506fBLUIrcTkfwSa8T9lp3f9KQ6Yog6E0M5_2ZNT9lDxrhP5BejiBQepeCOh_rLLFrbrXEC9-DDa7856SIOj_af7jNJf2jRngBVhLDJ8yP6w9e4iebTZMZMjFe-pUtb0-D-w7-On_RJ3rk7OnnBgcn1A&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>The Hot Klub</b></span></a></span>, who also showed up.</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">The next photo is still-my-sweetie <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/karen.kritter?__cft__[0]=AZXvcBObekXI3vMMm2i-z7wfndwSbl2A5WTC7sC0cif506fBLUIrcTkfwSa8T9lp3f9KQ6Yog6E0M5_2ZNT9lDxrhP5BejiBQepeCOh_rLLFrbrXEC9-DDa7856SIOj_af7jNJf2jRngBVhLDJ8yP6w9e4iebTZMZMjFe-pUtb0-D-w7-On_RJ3rk7OnnBgcn1A&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Karen Kritter</span></a></span> & I, in one of <b>Raji’s</b> booths.</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ9vVuKH0wGKscAvenoQ6EXGO0lk5FLFvn1nNEcg1une8yLj0iL5HclXHjvWu_92AIavyyhtXuuL0kw95MkI6zRFZqA_5AE8XGTLZNfMQjZ6ryodguapMJFP7b9mjyj7axVwJ0eUAVAMsOoIviDQ1MhTaunhBB0Fpx9TRoPnZYDYkAKprTNu6iXNSW/s1751/lil%20k&t0022.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1145" data-original-width="1751" height="293" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ9vVuKH0wGKscAvenoQ6EXGO0lk5FLFvn1nNEcg1une8yLj0iL5HclXHjvWu_92AIavyyhtXuuL0kw95MkI6zRFZqA_5AE8XGTLZNfMQjZ6ryodguapMJFP7b9mjyj7axVwJ0eUAVAMsOoIviDQ1MhTaunhBB0Fpx9TRoPnZYDYkAKprTNu6iXNSW/w449-h293/lil%20k&t0022.jpg" width="449" /></a></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></div><br /><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span face="-apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-size: 14px; white-space: normal;">Then this last image is a flyer made by <b>Click Mort</b>. I don't remember if this was the same night as the one that I'm describing in this post. But it would make sense since <b>Lux</b> produced the first <b>Mad Daddy's</b> LP...</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span face="-apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-size: 14px; white-space: normal;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqXonBoqIkZguui9nQ5k1AyyDEzxWj30Dr38-9FzahBTCYVhgi2wCANaSj4wkkMtadvt9QL3DdlPlxBVY3_IcGjHRsTGSsxgsp-jTTpqVowsVQVGCh8giDf_SATA6TCjgIu_baXF9ZJnxxUEu5jnmI5NhvXgkZ0-aVRREk3HkeWxVbJ541-0rX8cIZ/s604/2136_1084276793675_46_n-1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="604" data-original-width="469" height="528" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqXonBoqIkZguui9nQ5k1AyyDEzxWj30Dr38-9FzahBTCYVhgi2wCANaSj4wkkMtadvt9QL3DdlPlxBVY3_IcGjHRsTGSsxgsp-jTTpqVowsVQVGCh8giDf_SATA6TCjgIu_baXF9ZJnxxUEu5jnmI5NhvXgkZ0-aVRREk3HkeWxVbJ541-0rX8cIZ/w409-h528/2136_1084276793675_46_n-1.jpg" width="409" /></a></div><br /><span face="-apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-size: 14px; white-space: normal;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span face="-apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-size: 14px; white-space: normal;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span face="-apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-size: 14px; white-space: normal;"><br /></span></div></div>T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-27977474353762916282023-02-05T00:53:00.000-06:002023-02-05T00:53:39.020-06:00The Nervebreakers flyer with the fetish model & the story of DJ's & The Hot Klub in Dallas<p><br /> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9vUCZqsksZgGZ_V5SwNpR04Jk8lqrNqAa6PiOJEtubGmBVNGIWjrWM8n_NcQfl3GbOAYYbGdwm9b06j7CqmSNejzzPVU0T6Bcns3eA-EYZqeGu-xw3t9ihTbx1AUNH7U8Bwi8hvxT8ZCWSB6-bJuXjBvDpD1MBNWJUrMKB8H_K44cwNkl4TtLiR_U/s858/328935909_861601251762026_3842695868100981423_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="858" data-original-width="706" height="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9vUCZqsksZgGZ_V5SwNpR04Jk8lqrNqAa6PiOJEtubGmBVNGIWjrWM8n_NcQfl3GbOAYYbGdwm9b06j7CqmSNejzzPVU0T6Bcns3eA-EYZqeGu-xw3t9ihTbx1AUNH7U8Bwi8hvxT8ZCWSB6-bJuXjBvDpD1MBNWJUrMKB8H_K44cwNkl4TtLiR_U/w411-h500/328935909_861601251762026_3842695868100981423_n.jpg" width="411" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/pat.blashill?__cft__[0]=AZVHBUvjoQ5Gj3xblMX7k4dUdMattQ_FXafIwY1-XIi-VsYqg7GCYhKLZ1gJ_Kq3atmpxeVzILGT8nvq6E0dFCGXiBTzaowQ8pjikGEAAwKUbiHEjJ-JwyFRLp7Figbj5FmcyhNfgoyBV7kMeowNNf7xtePV5Nm014mvCNsRa_73tA&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Pat Blashill</b></span></a></span><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"> posted this old </span><strong style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; caret-color: rgb(101, 103, 107); color: var(--primary-text); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv xzsf02u x1s688f" href="https://www.facebook.com/TheNervebreakers/?__cft__[0]=AZVewLEcR3ERgt7VXea6phW6UBBEJQO-iImIkmJQ44QKCeC0d9-Cn-NuCcAMkf9TKtFOOMvSZo79iRGzHsSh6BjP2J8hN9no1OUmFJaTwZhbnLdqbMnhERpa76Psz8J86gxkakYMsC9YLc5d3woTY7JhZKFYghMkkYMhRupndXDP87ntAgY5GXCphhrXVH5b7YEzrw6YPp_aD_p_HnXJmPmLf53Pfni-W29VRw-XuySJsQ&__tn__=-UC%2CP-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; caret-color: rgb(101, 103, 107); color: var(--primary-text); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; font-weight: 600; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0">Nervebreakers</a> </strong><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">flyer yesterday with a note that said: “<b>Nervebreakers</b> show at <b>DJs</b>, Dallas, 1980. The much beloved <b>Nervebreakers</b> pre-dated punk in the Big D, and are said to have had a quasi-New York Dolls phase. <b>DJs</b> was one of the first punk clubs in the city, although not as well known (or funded?) as <b>The Hot Klub</b>. Poster by <b>Nervebreakers</b> singer <b>T. Tex Edwards</b>. The woman in the photo is <b>Tana Louise</b>, who was once known as the Cincinnati Sinner, and like <b>Bettie Page</b>, was also a fetish model for <b>Irving Klaw </b>(ID courtesy of the lovely <b>Mae Barone</b>.)” </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">My two cents: <b>DJ’s </b>was before the <b>Hot Klub</b>. There was a very short period of time where they overlapped. "Better funded" is an understatment. Punk stumbled upon <b>Delores Nolley</b>, <b>DJ’s</b> proprietor (who had some sort of <b>Jack Ruby</b> connection in her younger days). When some punks in a band called <b>The Infants</b> (ex-<b>Dot Vaeth Group</b> members <b>David & Doug Townsend </b>on guitar & drums, <b>Linda Shaw</b> on bass, who later played with me in <b>Tex & the Saddletramps</b> ’79-’82 & the early version of <b>Out On Parole</b> ’84-’85, & a limey cat named <b>Jeff Westley</b> on vocals, who hung out at the clothing store next door on lower Greenville Avenue, approached <b>Delores</b> about letting them set up & play in her tiny bar, a scene was born. She was ill-equipped to be booking bands above the local punk level, who just wanted any place to play that would let them come in & bash away for tips. Eventually, bands from Austin would come up to play <b>DJ’s</b>. I don’t know what payment they were promised, someone from one of those bands would have to chime in on that. But I do know that the first time <b>The Cramps </b>came to Texas, they played Austin & Houston, but no-showed <b>DJ’s</b> in Dallas because the word had gotten around that she didn’t always come up with promised guarantee </span><span style="font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">She also promoted what I think was the first “punk festival” in Texas, ‘<b>DJ’s First Annual New Wave Retreat</b>’ at the historic <b>Yello’ Belly Speedway</b> in Grand Prairie. </span></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil93e7MPq3OVIhd_DAjYDTYqRG0_wjwKA67ta0bgCXB0ipfuN5QkXD-lAovY3R7BnciJ8nKPak_EwqEs8wOZTeXp_AkbFedjgCsafDui1Bc3X_ZhWr7Y_FNtppH9DQolR6_OiYqYAu_1c1OxbcNCB-WF7IcpbPfRXdKPwhF7Dy9YgH2vBsA5ZZNDPb/s960/DJ's%20new%20wave%20retreat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="646" height="651" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil93e7MPq3OVIhd_DAjYDTYqRG0_wjwKA67ta0bgCXB0ipfuN5QkXD-lAovY3R7BnciJ8nKPak_EwqEs8wOZTeXp_AkbFedjgCsafDui1Bc3X_ZhWr7Y_FNtppH9DQolR6_OiYqYAu_1c1OxbcNCB-WF7IcpbPfRXdKPwhF7Dy9YgH2vBsA5ZZNDPb/w437-h651/DJ's%20new%20wave%20retreat.jpg" width="437" /></a></div><br /><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xdj266r x126k92a" style="font-family: inherit; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"><b>The Hot Klub</b> was a venture run by much more experienced Dallas musicbiz guys, <b>Mark Lee</b> (who had managed & promoted Dallas garagebanders <b>Kenny & the Kasuals </b>in the late 1960s) & <b>Danny Eaton,</b> formerly of Eaton-Page who ran <b>The Palladium</b>, up on Northwest Highway in Dallas, where <b>The Nervebreakers</b> had opened shows for <b>John Cale, The Police</b>, & <b>The Clash</b> on their first run through Texas. Coincidentally, <b>The Clash</b> show was the same weekend as <b>Dolores’ New Wave Retreat</b> (October ’79?) & <b>Joe Strummer</b> referenced it onstage into the microphone on that night. Just months later <b>Lee </b>&<b> Eaton </b>astutely saw where music was headed, & opened up <b>The Hot Klub </b>on Maple Avenue in a building that had formerly been a good sized Hispanic Disco, right across the side street from a Jack-In-The-Box drive-through burger joint. Local bands now had a bigger, more organized room to gig at, with a built-in good sound system & soundman. And every new wave, ska, neo-rockabilly, post-punk, up & coming touring band that came through Dallas in that 1980-83 period played at <b>The Hot Klub</b>. From <b>Jeffery Lee Pierc</b>e wailing on his bugle, to the <b>Stranglers</b>’ roadies tossing <b>Bobby Soxx </b>out of the upstairs dressing room & down the stairs & <b>Soxx</b> subsequently slashing all tires on their rented Ryder truck parked out front. It was always hopping at the <b>Hot Klub</b>…</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNeVZ05rw7mm9zioVMwv9CxCI_kw-rA1dnZFDPvsLVnnpb76_kcyVKUP9JqYdW17Druy8OxxslEAWPpbhZ69P2GMJodK0CANkAgVGLmSQLlAvCIt1_EKqfdhEniWmljU3bz_k6hEeTPYK-6myMk5uWxZCwDCI8TtxXAtD0ql2XO4snobDjEFgg4hi1/s640/tumblr_1b5ce053c4195b6cfcf789fcac257d09_b516161d_640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="466" data-original-width="640" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNeVZ05rw7mm9zioVMwv9CxCI_kw-rA1dnZFDPvsLVnnpb76_kcyVKUP9JqYdW17Druy8OxxslEAWPpbhZ69P2GMJodK0CANkAgVGLmSQLlAvCIt1_EKqfdhEniWmljU3bz_k6hEeTPYK-6myMk5uWxZCwDCI8TtxXAtD0ql2XO4snobDjEFgg4hi1/w414-h301/tumblr_1b5ce053c4195b6cfcf789fcac257d09_b516161d_640.jpg" width="414" /></a></div><span style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Above is the original image of </span><b style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Tana Louise</b><span style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"> I recently ran across, that I swiped from <i>Andy Warhol's Interview</i> or another of those New York City rags for this flyer & was later used for The <b>Nervebreakers</b>' first album coverart...</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: #f0f2f5; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; 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Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-91322746882075177882023-01-31T21:44:00.006-06:002023-02-05T00:00:00.868-06:00Tex & the Saddletramps find a home at The Lyon's Pub in Dallas<p style="background-color: white; color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxlvh7ADxmz0I_KLJzKD5xajpRLMjpNsICAOXVPOhUz2LO82SNiflCGkPIkkG6GRUhgWTpkv_CH7YewvGIDww7vhfvOs_3IhllU5rLjC8KqaEtHOj1E6vHu7gdUdfhCfamntqgLisCCxV32RhAZQ-IMJNej7lcA1ILqfrHNsoZnhZ2MwgzZ_u-jv6F/s522/lyons%20pub%20FIXED.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="522" height="341" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxlvh7ADxmz0I_KLJzKD5xajpRLMjpNsICAOXVPOhUz2LO82SNiflCGkPIkkG6GRUhgWTpkv_CH7YewvGIDww7vhfvOs_3IhllU5rLjC8KqaEtHOj1E6vHu7gdUdfhCfamntqgLisCCxV32RhAZQ-IMJNej7lcA1ILqfrHNsoZnhZ2MwgzZ_u-jv6F/w558-h341/lyons%20pub%20FIXED.jpg" width="558" /></a></div><p></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">Ahhh, the <b>Lyon's Pub</b>!!! <b>Tex & the Saddletramps</b> straddled some eras. First gig as a rockabilly/C&W side-band from <a href="https://www.facebook.com/TheNervebreakers/?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=kK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">The Nervebreakers</span></a> was opening for <a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100083203547086&__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=-%5DK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">Joe King Carrasco and The Crowns</span></a> at Big D's little punk hangout, <a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/49039052404/?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=-UK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">DJ's</span></a>. Then lots of gigs followed at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/thehotklub?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=-%5DK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">The Hot Klub</span></a>. As that fizzled out, alot of the Hot Klub bands transitioned over to the new wavey Ground Zero, off Upper Greenville Avenue, (<b>DJ's</b> had been at Lowest Greenville Avenue), but not us. Somewhere in the middle of all this <a href="https://www.facebook.com/mikehaskins2000?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=-%5DK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">Mike Haskins</span></a> & <a href="https://www.facebook.com/bob.childress?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=-%5DK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">Bob Childress</span></a> left <b>The Nervebreakers</b> & the <b>Saddletramps</b> to form <b>Bag Of Wire</b> with <a href="https://www.facebook.com/kingcurtis.hawkins?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=-%5DK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">Curtis Hawkins</span></a> & <a href="https://www.facebook.com/clarke.blacker?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=-%5DK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">Clarke Blacker</span></a>. <b>Paul Quigg </b>& <a href="https://www.facebook.com/james.flory.161?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=-%5DK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">James Flory</span></a> (from the band <b>Superman’s Girlfriend</b>) replaced them in both bands, & then both bands ceased to exist. Sometime in 1982, I met & started jamming with a cat named <b>Key Kolb</b>. Well, one thing led to another & we got together with <b>Mike Haskins</b> again & started a new <b>Tex & the Saddletramps</b>, recruiting the supremely talented <b>Donnie Ray Ford</b> to play bass & bringing back <a href="https://www.facebook.com/russell.fleming.35?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=-%5DK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">Russell Fleming</span></a>, the only <b>Saddletramps </b>drummer through all these incarnations. <b>Ford</b> was more self-destructive & an even worse drunk than I was. So one Sunday after a gig at the tony <b>8.0 bar</b> in which <b>Ford</b> had repeatedly grabbed the microphone slurring & cursing, BOTH guitarists called me separately & said, "we gotta find another bass player." The original <b>Saddletramps'</b> bassist, <b>Linda Shaw</b>, was given a call & she consented to return to the fold. <b>Kolb </b>soon left too & it was back to the original <b>Mike, Linda, Russell</b> & I. Sshhuuw! Enough background info...</span></p><p style="color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 22px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWSsJPLOpXqKmTuSqfBxMMTnKEP5AFYsZxKbJiBwjT7z3O7YGzv04ysXDknb9dQoeCWhBxAlsjy8pitfM9OE3VagExMkSWwyxnA__hIPBLOr6PcC4Bir-IBdOjWkbwV0olNkv00XY1gZPuh8BoR7DCego5vsVFzMz6USNadEvhUIIlyd1lKjUVeoWj/s604/225878_1044034194852_2503_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="425" data-original-width="604" height="367" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWSsJPLOpXqKmTuSqfBxMMTnKEP5AFYsZxKbJiBwjT7z3O7YGzv04ysXDknb9dQoeCWhBxAlsjy8pitfM9OE3VagExMkSWwyxnA__hIPBLOr6PcC4Bir-IBdOjWkbwV0olNkv00XY1gZPuh8BoR7DCego5vsVFzMz6USNadEvhUIIlyd1lKjUVeoWj/w522-h367/225878_1044034194852_2503_n.jpg" width="522" /></a></div><br /><p style="color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 22px; text-align: center;"><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;"><b>Tex & the Saddletramps</b> at Zebo's "Rockabilly Night"...</span></p><p style="color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 22px;"><br /></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">So we bounced around playing gigs wherever our manager, <a href="https://www.facebook.com/kingcurtis.hawkins?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=-%5DK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">Curtis Hawkins</span></a>, could scrounge one up. Out of town we played in Denton, at <b>The Bowery</b> in Oklahoma City, or <b>Steve Dean</b>'s <a href="https://www.facebook.com/austex.lounge?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=-%5DK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">AusTex Lounge</span></a> in Austin. In-town, at the aforementioned <a href="https://www.facebook.com/eightobar?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=-%5DK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">8.0 Bar</span></a>, "Rockabilly Night" at <b>Zebo's</b>, & the old <b>Circle Theater</b> on the infamous Harry Hines Blvd, a spectacular old movie theater, where I had attended movies on Saturday afternoons as a child, that had been converted into a massive hard rock/metal bar. Where after one set, they asked us to not play our scheduled second set, just take a less-than-agreed-upon amount of pay & leave...</span></p><p style="color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 22px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjozGewuDVnKRJBmSKysR6WQbHeyABMwDCXyKjFGd-rdzmYMDkX3U7xwQOB6QXsx7WlDNHiV1G3HSpVuKIJTMh6HQRqlwZ9heiSJzQFgAyS4L_NI2W-AYr9esAag0hPNDvgOPYWVb1LC8hsJqXFoto7YlcObaxO8vXnATbGLa3UL9UVT9ZILNVXG4AO/s604/saddleramps%20at%20circle%20theater%20FIXED.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="428" data-original-width="604" height="368" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjozGewuDVnKRJBmSKysR6WQbHeyABMwDCXyKjFGd-rdzmYMDkX3U7xwQOB6QXsx7WlDNHiV1G3HSpVuKIJTMh6HQRqlwZ9heiSJzQFgAyS4L_NI2W-AYr9esAag0hPNDvgOPYWVb1LC8hsJqXFoto7YlcObaxO8vXnATbGLa3UL9UVT9ZILNVXG4AO/w519-h368/saddleramps%20at%20circle%20theater%20FIXED.jpg" width="519" /></a></div><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;"><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="color: #050505;"><b><div style="text-align: center;"><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-size: 15px; text-align: start;"><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="color: #050505;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div>Tex & the Saddletramps</b> posing in front of the Circle Theater on the infamous Harry Hines Blvd. (Left to right) </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="color: #050505;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv xzsf02u x1s688f" href="https://www.facebook.com/mikehaskins2000?__tn__=-]K*F" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--primary-text); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; font-weight: 600; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Mike Haskins</span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="color: #050505;">, <b>me</b>, <b>Linda Shaw</b>, & </span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="color: #050505;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv xzsf02u x1s688f" href="https://www.facebook.com/russell.fleming.35?__tn__=-]K*F" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--primary-text); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; font-weight: 600; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Russell Fleming</span></a></span><span face="system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif" style="color: #050505;">...</span></span></div><p style="color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 22px;"><br /></p><p style="color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 22px;"><br /></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">Finally we ended up at the <b>Lyon's Pub</b>, in a kind of shabby older building on Yale Blvd. across Central Expressway from SMU. There, we found a home. A place that actually liked us, ALOT. At our first gig there, we learned the local Rugby team, the <b>Dallas Harlequins</b>, drank there after practices & games. They whooped & hollered with wild abandon, & swung from the light fixtures hanging down from the ceiling during our set. It was there I met some really fun gals who both worked & hung out there, a redhead named <b>Carol Box</b> & <b>Dallas <a href="https://www.facebook.com/alice.hogue.507?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=-%5DK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">Alice</span></a></b>, whom I'm still friends with & correspond with to this day. It was at the <b>Lyon's Pub</b> that I first met <a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100080129532754&__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=-%5DK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">Bubbles Cash</span></a>'s wild offspring, the mohawked <a href="https://www.facebook.com/Keiley.Mynk1?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=-%5DK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">Keiley</span></a>, that I ran with for awhile back then. She was probably then underage, but I never asked. I remember one night she & <a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/bobbysoxx/?__cft__%5B0%5D=AZWkK29x55k-oeLYTocrYvlrudPH7lCGi5TjwbLmzFGmY33zYmQwadKQIwqarOzjv4YwXcQVCINUBmkK3dOl8lwfh5hvPaJVnQGoa71pOBv4ufsEVjPN74Aj4IztDke5dV_2guneQKgyRxLxYoNL969H4tSx1eony2WQ2M0PQwSGUA&__tn__=-UK-R"><span style="color: #165cee; font-kerning: none;">Bobby Soxx</span></a> & I were stopped by the cops, with me driving. <b>Bobby</b> & I were experienced enough to "yes sir/ no sir" to all their questions, but <b>Keiley</b> was pissed off that we'd gotten pulled over. They found a tomahawk in her purse & arrested her on-the-spot. Which left <b>Bobby</b> & I to have to drive over to Keiley's mom's apartment & inform her, "<b>Bubbles</b>, your daughter's been hauled downtown for a concealed weapon." </span></p><p style="color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 22px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2VaA-4qlKofIKUPjPX-YM5TSikDNCHw2rBUImv2Di0h5Xry85Za-aW9aA4aW-XtMq3qQnmtGXxERz8SEICu9JRqS9vfGm9i8FrPD3uTuBpUoE7OVf4BIzm-D6WTzUPSn79-z1V9FJGX5-QE-2I5xUhqFgyWsL5Z8gThlkmSpHozp829FIxwwl8n29/s604/n616674881_1972039_5910.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="604" data-original-width="465" height="564" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2VaA-4qlKofIKUPjPX-YM5TSikDNCHw2rBUImv2Di0h5Xry85Za-aW9aA4aW-XtMq3qQnmtGXxERz8SEICu9JRqS9vfGm9i8FrPD3uTuBpUoE7OVf4BIzm-D6WTzUPSn79-z1V9FJGX5-QE-2I5xUhqFgyWsL5Z8gThlkmSpHozp829FIxwwl8n29/w434-h564/n616674881_1972039_5910.jpg" width="434" /></a></div><br /><p style="color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 22px;"><br /></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">Things were going well with our regular gigs at the <b>Lyon's Pub</b>. We got some of our old punkabilly crowd, but also regular folks too. Add in some bikers & rugby players & we generally had a good time. Until one night right in the middle of one of our sets, a gentleman in a suit approached the stage, flashed a badge & cut us off mid-song. He was from the <b>TABC</b>, the state alcoholic beverage commission & they were closing the bar down. He informed us that "this gentleman here," pointing at one of his cohorts, "will watch you unload your equipment from the stage & out the back door. Do not remove anything else from this bar, just your own belongings. Do not finish your beers or take them with you." I later learned we were lucky. When they shut down a bar, they generally padlock the doors & can confiscate everything in there. We were lucky they let us leave with our gear. I later heard that <b>Chris</b>, the bar owner, had been passing around one alcoholic beverage license to several other bars at different locations, to have on hand for scheduled inspections. How that worked, I don't know, but that was the end of the <b>Lyon's Pub</b>...</span></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">(Special thanks to <b>Curtis Cottrell</b> for brightening up the first & third image)</span></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3E82x0bo34LBu_AjNPhAN5eyZTrogTtpUXhghmzswTQHXVKiQNz5f1v7mwsyZZws0qHDytYQ6t2vxbQsiz_oXgM6W3zj3stnPNG0LVVtDR_WvEPoJbpCgT7NAt_1mdA4YiE4NL7TKX8n5pFgc9upQ5rs4Er5diA7fXetYB0UHAmkIvHXlllNbrbN-/s360/n683009228_1206866_4805.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="360" data-original-width="274" height="627" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3E82x0bo34LBu_AjNPhAN5eyZTrogTtpUXhghmzswTQHXVKiQNz5f1v7mwsyZZws0qHDytYQ6t2vxbQsiz_oXgM6W3zj3stnPNG0LVVtDR_WvEPoJbpCgT7NAt_1mdA4YiE4NL7TKX8n5pFgc9upQ5rs4Er5diA7fXetYB0UHAmkIvHXlllNbrbN-/w478-h627/n683009228_1206866_4805.jpg" width="478" /></a></div><p style="background-color: white; color: #060606; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><br /><span style="font-kerning: none;"><br /></span><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggxo3lKXuu8Yq4kiNQ7dIKec-V8ytnfTsERTev64_g0JPRA_eTaC3y7tT8gRyTfT06wzr1ridbAFha1thpiqn_jyQHNlc1y4AUWnFYwjEnfMY3qutENKIOTDqCaviWxYAuFqRxG1BlmM30mrWFOu_yWyIC2EyZ2EF-yI2z1V6YzHtnhgVziuJ3A6W_/s604/327682405_616853626938178_5826410514052892851_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="604" data-original-width="465" height="581" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggxo3lKXuu8Yq4kiNQ7dIKec-V8ytnfTsERTev64_g0JPRA_eTaC3y7tT8gRyTfT06wzr1ridbAFha1thpiqn_jyQHNlc1y4AUWnFYwjEnfMY3qutENKIOTDqCaviWxYAuFqRxG1BlmM30mrWFOu_yWyIC2EyZ2EF-yI2z1V6YzHtnhgVziuJ3A6W_/w447-h581/327682405_616853626938178_5826410514052892851_n.jpg" width="447" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-66256608481426321872023-01-30T14:20:00.000-06:002023-01-30T14:20:05.390-06:00The Very First Out On Parole Gig in 1985 at Austin's Continental Club<div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xdj266r x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">I’ve been trading comments with <b>Cowboy Hank </b>whose been posting his reactions to a bunch of <b>George Jones</b> albums he snagged ”recently at an antique mall in Cabarrus County” on his <i>@just_record_stuff</i> page on <i>Instagram</i>. I was telling him about <b>George & Melba Montgomery</b>’s great tune, “<i>Feudin’ & Fighting</i>” (<span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1fey0fg" href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fyoutu.be%2FznoBWksdyTo%3Ffbclid%3DIwAR18IpqNskNS4TXWfL4SWP6LFMUknxP4bcfIOKuO5u3gWcsF7eG5AvjS6jM&h=AT2uq8UEw0nM8KJPRGJRcxdrYEQE8jQTKswW7B8_c8y_xV6YxIYG-wWCPRTOaJwH_rtMi_bN_BatFid6svysPJgIWxK0bVh25sKEx4g-UyEFvmEYRG3vb1qksnn-oUvo69GXI-65VcXAlDhly-SrUTY&__tn__=-UK-R&c[0]=AT0ixVomqsx3pglBCdGS87RYCXt7Xf1wvGgVp7_Z__UHAYs3zaChUsfacS8TaqST4Jr5Tiiq73nWdj8EbISC7OQByHoIa-J8MjIZEgo3n_IaBsrd-9KPaFemnQX4xxEiSDXlzzDgSW_q-RzAQa3bYjnlvsf82OW-gNXQ0yyb618mFuUitSXT46-6cQvcinAjiGY-L230h3w7LjI" rel="nofollow noopener" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--blue-link); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/znoBWksdyTo</a></span>) about bickering couples. </div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">It reminded me of the very first incarnation of <b>Out On Parole</b> right after I’d moved down to Austin in 1984 or ’85. So I dug <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a style="color: #385898; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit;" tabindex="-1"></a></span>out this photo, don’t remember who shot it, at the first <b>OOP</b> gig ever, at <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/TheContinentalClubATX?__cft__[0]=AZVSvb_d7fx4flTmbyog4oXhu0_6S7AWV2OfndmGSTO7YGiwzEcJF6EBgByOwqDvdzhxI4ZFG3hg5_9dPIAI2xoh59ZlReiSo71H1B8tkR9kUwFPZHCzk1dZp5boq-YpIeBJL_XrZ5olO76fF2BjI8ryqL-nxPQHdFOiAZHb_o6ixcwzRG0fVAS79_vjnqot_jM&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">The <b>Continental Club</b></span></a></span><b> </b>opening for the <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/leroibrothers?__cft__[0]=AZVSvb_d7fx4flTmbyog4oXhu0_6S7AWV2OfndmGSTO7YGiwzEcJF6EBgByOwqDvdzhxI4ZFG3hg5_9dPIAI2xoh59ZlReiSo71H1B8tkR9kUwFPZHCzk1dZp5boq-YpIeBJL_XrZ5olO76fF2BjI8ryqL-nxPQHdFOiAZHb_o6ixcwzRG0fVAS79_vjnqot_jM&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>LeRoi Brothers</b></span></a></span>. </div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKovG4qP6kSIlVpImlybvHQ1GFIgL7OupI-nd1k3FsDV4kXlJh-Idx7JxL2LVL1jaBEMsktg4U3yl9QBJMK9rnU9zHpOAoqWDkHs22cRY_VAofq_jkNnwE__R4HSfIwJTC4gEGv7FguH8Uid4lEsdStfzk20MWoJsMhNeVnOwQ653rFEmjoVbDqdc3/s1012/1st%20OOP%20gig%20at%20CC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="708" data-original-width="1012" height="336" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKovG4qP6kSIlVpImlybvHQ1GFIgL7OupI-nd1k3FsDV4kXlJh-Idx7JxL2LVL1jaBEMsktg4U3yl9QBJMK9rnU9zHpOAoqWDkHs22cRY_VAofq_jkNnwE__R4HSfIwJTC4gEGv7FguH8Uid4lEsdStfzk20MWoJsMhNeVnOwQ653rFEmjoVbDqdc3/w480-h336/1st%20OOP%20gig%20at%20CC.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;">To the left is the <b>‘Hillbilly Intellectual’ </b></span><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/joe.dickens.73?__cft__[0]=AZVSvb_d7fx4flTmbyog4oXhu0_6S7AWV2OfndmGSTO7YGiwzEcJF6EBgByOwqDvdzhxI4ZFG3hg5_9dPIAI2xoh59ZlReiSo71H1B8tkR9kUwFPZHCzk1dZp5boq-YpIeBJL_XrZ5olO76fF2BjI8ryqL-nxPQHdFOiAZHb_o6ixcwzRG0fVAS79_vjnqot_jM&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Joe Dickens</b></span></a><span style="background-color: white;"> on guitar, </span><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/mike.buck.351?__cft__[0]=AZVSvb_d7fx4flTmbyog4oXhu0_6S7AWV2OfndmGSTO7YGiwzEcJF6EBgByOwqDvdzhxI4ZFG3hg5_9dPIAI2xoh59ZlReiSo71H1B8tkR9kUwFPZHCzk1dZp5boq-YpIeBJL_XrZ5olO76fF2BjI8ryqL-nxPQHdFOiAZHb_o6ixcwzRG0fVAS79_vjnqot_jM&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Mike Buck</b></span></a><span style="background-color: white;"> somewhere back there on drums, me & </span><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/missformicadinette?__cft__[0]=AZVSvb_d7fx4flTmbyog4oXhu0_6S7AWV2OfndmGSTO7YGiwzEcJF6EBgByOwqDvdzhxI4ZFG3hg5_9dPIAI2xoh59ZlReiSo71H1B8tkR9kUwFPZHCzk1dZp5boq-YpIeBJL_XrZ5olO76fF2BjI8ryqL-nxPQHdFOiAZHb_o6ixcwzRG0fVAS79_vjnqot_jM&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Alice Berry</b></span></a><span style="background-color: white;"><b> (AKA Lorena Jo Bodine) </b>upfront in almost matching outfits, <b>Linda Shaw</b> on bass, swigging a last minute beer before the show started, & lurking in the shadows someplace, </span><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/wayne.buckner.52?__cft__[0]=AZVSvb_d7fx4flTmbyog4oXhu0_6S7AWV2OfndmGSTO7YGiwzEcJF6EBgByOwqDvdzhxI4ZFG3hg5_9dPIAI2xoh59ZlReiSo71H1B8tkR9kUwFPZHCzk1dZp5boq-YpIeBJL_XrZ5olO76fF2BjI8ryqL-nxPQHdFOiAZHb_o6ixcwzRG0fVAS79_vjnqot_jM&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Wayne Buckner</b></span></a><span style="background-color: white;"><b> AKA the Reverend Ottis Moon </b>on pianer. Included in the set was a version of the aforementioned “<i>Feudin’ & Fighting</i>”, where <b>Alice</b> & I had to spit that wordy song out at the breakneck pace we played it at. Yes, some of the lyrics got mangled…</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: normal;"><b>Alice Berry (Lorena Jo Bodine)</b> commented on the <i>Facebook</i> version of this post:</span><br style="caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: normal;" /><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: normal;">"Definitely matching outfits. I even wore a black wig and painted on a gap in my teeth to match my feuding partner LOL</span><br style="caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: normal;" /><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(38, 38, 38); color: #262626; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: normal;">Such a great band. I'm really proud to have been part of that."</span></div></div>T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-61403465702335120352023-01-29T17:13:00.006-06:002023-01-29T17:26:48.332-06:00Today in 1983, The story of Tex & the Saddletramps in Oklahoma City, how I became "Tex" & where did I get this saddle?<div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xdj266r x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0-gQmiPpAZ7n7WoYQIDKAOz5fLw6c51CFqD65dL3qXjfST0ZicQQ0-Mu4hpxleIpmHHxMnfu-DsjSzqWy0GfsdOLEaeNGKo-_hbg-8z89KOpB7AWboiQkWboNs_0GwrAFZQfA6kd9866qI1W6NAM_H6vgRppDdBCQKdSCZulHMwvd9_zW_wYKjjE3/s2048/Tex%20&%20saddle%20flyer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1585" data-original-width="2048" height="314" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0-gQmiPpAZ7n7WoYQIDKAOz5fLw6c51CFqD65dL3qXjfST0ZicQQ0-Mu4hpxleIpmHHxMnfu-DsjSzqWy0GfsdOLEaeNGKo-_hbg-8z89KOpB7AWboiQkWboNs_0GwrAFZQfA6kd9866qI1W6NAM_H6vgRppDdBCQKdSCZulHMwvd9_zW_wYKjjE3/w405-h314/Tex%20&%20saddle%20flyer.jpg" width="405" /></a></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div>Today in 1983 in Oklahoma City, we played a Friday/Saturday pair of gigs at <b>The Bowery</b>, a club in the basement of a building, that our manager, <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/kingcurtis.hawkins?__cft__[0]=AZWC-XlufNTRzDIyXziZWmxv1kd6GWQFfAY9bp7zxOO6N0UofxnqSWLiQZ7iUt2iFtEcQZJgFED5rHHByddscr_a4TnvH0DEFRbmEwFNQftomOwL2G_M88cfgVIV8xlU4y7qOJQ0Ads9VkXoW4TglY-NgmEJMW9nGWx2E3Z84iopuM2AqVJW0f92uoZTWbT8ku-Xkq2FogQ9v8e8JcehPBKK&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Curtis Hawkins</b></span></a></span> had booked to get us out of Dallas. </div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">The Oklahoma liquor laws were interesting. Liquor-by-the-drink could not be sold legally at that time in Oklahoma. So behind the bar, sat rows of liquor bottles with names taped on them, alleging that each patron had brought their own bottle with them for the bar to make them mixed <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a style="color: #385898; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit;" tabindex="-1"></a></span>drinks. Which of course was not true, but necessary, for the club to be able to create the facade of following the law. I later learned Texas had been the same way up through the 1960s, but by the time I had turned of legal age, liquor-by-the-drink had been legalized. </div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">In Oklahoma City, we met lots of cool people. <b>Basile & <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/miho.kolliopoulos?__cft__[0]=AZWC-XlufNTRzDIyXziZWmxv1kd6GWQFfAY9bp7zxOO6N0UofxnqSWLiQZ7iUt2iFtEcQZJgFED5rHHByddscr_a4TnvH0DEFRbmEwFNQftomOwL2G_M88cfgVIV8xlU4y7qOJQ0Ads9VkXoW4TglY-NgmEJMW9nGWx2E3Z84iopuM2AqVJW0f92uoZTWbT8ku-Xkq2FogQ9v8e8JcehPBKK&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Miho Kolliopoulos</span></a></span></b>, Greek brothers who had a band called <b>The Fortune Tellers</b>. <b>Basile</b> had previously lived in New York City & played with the great band, <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/The-Senders-121826447862324/?__cft__[0]=AZWC-XlufNTRzDIyXziZWmxv1kd6GWQFfAY9bp7zxOO6N0UofxnqSWLiQZ7iUt2iFtEcQZJgFED5rHHByddscr_a4TnvH0DEFRbmEwFNQftomOwL2G_M88cfgVIV8xlU4y7qOJQ0Ads9VkXoW4TglY-NgmEJMW9nGWx2E3Z84iopuM2AqVJW0f92uoZTWbT8ku-Xkq2FogQ9v8e8JcehPBKK&__tn__=kK-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>The Senders</b></span></a></span>, for short period. <b><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/wayne.buckner.52?__cft__[0]=AZWC-XlufNTRzDIyXziZWmxv1kd6GWQFfAY9bp7zxOO6N0UofxnqSWLiQZ7iUt2iFtEcQZJgFED5rHHByddscr_a4TnvH0DEFRbmEwFNQftomOwL2G_M88cfgVIV8xlU4y7qOJQ0Ads9VkXoW4TglY-NgmEJMW9nGWx2E3Z84iopuM2AqVJW0f92uoZTWbT8ku-Xkq2FogQ9v8e8JcehPBKK&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Wayne Buckner</span></a></span> </b>& his then-wife <b>Stava</b> (who was French), let me crash overnight at their home. Much later, in 1984, I would start a band in Austin with <b>Wayne</b>, who became the <b>Reverend Ottis Moon</b>, & named our new outfit <b>Out On Parole</b>.</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">The photo on the flyer is funny. Because I was a city boy & had never owned a saddle, or ridden a horse more than a few times as a kid visiting a relative's ranch down in south Texas. But one of the girls I ran around with, <b>Barbara LoMonaco</b>, came from a family that was well off & owned horses & saddles. She also dabbled in photography & took the shot used on this flyer. However, I did already own the hat, by the way...</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">A couple of years before, my fellow <b>Nervebreaker <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/mikehaskins2000?__cft__[0]=AZWC-XlufNTRzDIyXziZWmxv1kd6GWQFfAY9bp7zxOO6N0UofxnqSWLiQZ7iUt2iFtEcQZJgFED5rHHByddscr_a4TnvH0DEFRbmEwFNQftomOwL2G_M88cfgVIV8xlU4y7qOJQ0Ads9VkXoW4TglY-NgmEJMW9nGWx2E3Z84iopuM2AqVJW0f92uoZTWbT8ku-Xkq2FogQ9v8e8JcehPBKK&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Mike Haskins</span></a></span></b> & I, had started a rockabilly/C&W side band, & named it <b>Tex & the Saddletramps</b> as a joke. Thus I became "<b>Tex</b>" & here I was carrying my saddle...</div></div>T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-34380787207958975322023-01-26T18:54:00.003-06:002023-01-26T21:47:49.229-06:00"Formerly Street Queen" the first Nervebreakers original song...<div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xdj266r x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1kttvU8TyrhjepnlPOmFTrLR2Y7Ska2CAi0Nafu5evZlja2INLtxVRbTt4D0oB6fkMYWYDBzrYHtMVNi-t2KYldP89aQe-c8tStzJF4ZydBnSfBgeSAzzYgXX_kwNnopcd_Umi4XjnHgVuA5ovAir52TkOGOfiGNO5sQDs6a09AEI6jIg7eY0lQhR/s1280/FlBDQJEWYAEJ0l7.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="458" data-original-width="1280" height="115" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1kttvU8TyrhjepnlPOmFTrLR2Y7Ska2CAi0Nafu5evZlja2INLtxVRbTt4D0oB6fkMYWYDBzrYHtMVNi-t2KYldP89aQe-c8tStzJF4ZydBnSfBgeSAzzYgXX_kwNnopcd_Umi4XjnHgVuA5ovAir52TkOGOfiGNO5sQDs6a09AEI6jIg7eY0lQhR/s320/FlBDQJEWYAEJ0l7.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">"<i>Formerly Street Queen</i>" was the very first song I wrote with my <b>Nervebreakers </b>songwriting partner <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/mikehaskins2000?__cft__[0]=AZU8boGrZT39kcbGgUjR6cEO70NJXQF75G1t1uXGOULy9xtVr0kO8XrOl4oXtlAlWgAh6qyOar3SFWcSHjvzMJ5f1f15Z1TDqCT6bjfT4yee_wJpro5IrcDDL5FgKg2TVVAn4mW6181RTRBiTDYBZ0Yb5xtcXcDbplrCX1332ht9AbOoAnZ_pW-l0OIkXbpCRbHbQ-ApU3ulej6l1FVCUtEo&__tn__=-]K-y-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Mike Haskins</b></span></a></span>. I am guessing that was perhaps 1975 or ’76, when I was around 21 years old. “<i>Formerly Street Queen</i>” is an excellent example of it’s time & what is now referred to as “proto-punk,” with alternating fast & slow parts topped off with an epic-sounding final long section, building up to a resolution with a spaghetti-western turn at the end.</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPVAa4p7Z2QGBFuvLf3UYNkJQjF1FO2V0ecTg-nOnmSVGn3Iq3wIT0OKvVWGV9TuFce1DcBB99wolKccNgziZr2Xd29wnNhJic4i1wWfdWhCY-IQLnIRcEQxukptQirpQoPeBftx6pbhzf9GN9EdNOdmjD40ysRwiC8ffFwjxmZnZRnrrgL48EQAdo/s1000/face%20up%20cover%20via%20youtube.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="522" data-original-width="1000" height="167" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPVAa4p7Z2QGBFuvLf3UYNkJQjF1FO2V0ecTg-nOnmSVGn3Iq3wIT0OKvVWGV9TuFce1DcBB99wolKccNgziZr2Xd29wnNhJic4i1wWfdWhCY-IQLnIRcEQxukptQirpQoPeBftx6pbhzf9GN9EdNOdmjD40ysRwiC8ffFwjxmZnZRnrrgL48EQAdo/s320/face%20up%20cover%20via%20youtube.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">My old band from that era, <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/TheNervebreakers/?__cft__[0]=AZU8boGrZT39kcbGgUjR6cEO70NJXQF75G1t1uXGOULy9xtVr0kO8XrOl4oXtlAlWgAh6qyOar3SFWcSHjvzMJ5f1f15Z1TDqCT6bjfT4yee_wJpro5IrcDDL5FgKg2TVVAn4mW6181RTRBiTDYBZ0Yb5xtcXcDbplrCX1332ht9AbOoAnZ_pW-l0OIkXbpCRbHbQ-ApU3ulej6l1FVCUtEo&__tn__=kK-y-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>The Nervebreakers</b></span></a></span>, have a new/old album (<i><b>FACE UP TO REALITY</b></i>) released last year by <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/freddie.krc?__cft__[0]=AZU8boGrZT39kcbGgUjR6cEO70NJXQF75G1t1uXGOULy9xtVr0kO8XrOl4oXtlAlWgAh6qyOar3SFWcSHjvzMJ5f1f15Z1TDqCT6bjfT4yee_wJpro5IrcDDL5FgKg2TVVAn4mW6181RTRBiTDYBZ0Yb5xtcXcDbplrCX1332ht9AbOoAnZ_pW-l0OIkXbpCRbHbQ-ApU3ulej6l1FVCUtEo&__tn__=-]K-y-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Freddie Krc</b></span></a></span>’s <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100064434949571&__cft__[0]=AZU8boGrZT39kcbGgUjR6cEO70NJXQF75G1t1uXGOULy9xtVr0kO8XrOl4oXtlAlWgAh6qyOar3SFWcSHjvzMJ5f1f15Z1TDqCT6bjfT4yee_wJpro5IrcDDL5FgKg2TVVAn4mW6181RTRBiTDYBZ0Yb5xtcXcDbplrCX1332ht9AbOoAnZ_pW-l0OIkXbpCRbHbQ-ApU3ulej6l1FVCUtEo&__tn__=-]K-y-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">SteadyBoy Records</span></a></span>, filled with original songs written & performed during the band’s late ‘70s heyday, but never documented & recorded until a 2009 band reunion. Got that? New in 2022, but recorded in 2009, but composed before 1980. "F<i>ormerly Street Queen</i>" is included on this release.</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><br /><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="400" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/OHUHncPED2w" width="482" youtube-src-id="OHUHncPED2w"></iframe></div><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Please check your local record store to see if it’s in stock. If you don’t find it there, I have some available here on eBay: <a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1fey0fg" href="https://www.ebay.com/itm/155359139433?fbclid=IwAR0hOeV40R7gNitTmqHPF7i3cKHQD6K1e-lgTukcWfmWPGfsetoWQfXXX6A" rel="nofollow noopener" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: var(--blue-link); cursor: pointer; display: inline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation; white-space: normal;" tabindex="0" target="_blank">https://www.ebay.com/itm/155359139433</a></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">The ‘street queen’ illustration included here was one I lifted from a social media post, with no attribution listed for it’s source, that I ran across recently. Since we had a song with that in the title I posted it to Facebook with a link <a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1fey0fg" href="https://youtu.be/OHUHncPED2w?fbclid=IwAR10yr04AHFNB01VbYYoz9ADFyMLDRbygCTkl-xbyNmlXM0_23gh0ksHMwI" rel="nofollow noopener" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: var(--blue-link); cursor: pointer; display: inline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation; white-space: normal;" tabindex="0" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/OHUHncPED2w</a><span style="font-family: inherit;"> to the song. Lo & behold, the wonderful </span><b style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/miriam.linna?__cft__[0]=AZU8boGrZT39kcbGgUjR6cEO70NJXQF75G1t1uXGOULy9xtVr0kO8XrOl4oXtlAlWgAh6qyOar3SFWcSHjvzMJ5f1f15Z1TDqCT6bjfT4yee_wJpro5IrcDDL5FgKg2TVVAn4mW6181RTRBiTDYBZ0Yb5xtcXcDbplrCX1332ht9AbOoAnZ_pW-l0OIkXbpCRbHbQ-ApU3ulej6l1FVCUtEo&__tn__=-]K-y-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Miriam Linna</span></a></span> </b><span style="font-family: inherit;">of </span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/100194703847/?__cft__[0]=AZU8boGrZT39kcbGgUjR6cEO70NJXQF75G1t1uXGOULy9xtVr0kO8XrOl4oXtlAlWgAh6qyOar3SFWcSHjvzMJ5f1f15Z1TDqCT6bjfT4yee_wJpro5IrcDDL5FgKg2TVVAn4mW6181RTRBiTDYBZ0Yb5xtcXcDbplrCX1332ht9AbOoAnZ_pW-l0OIkXbpCRbHbQ-ApU3ulej6l1FVCUtEo&__tn__=-UK-y-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Norton Records</span></a></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> commented & informed me: “That image was hacked out of </span><i style="font-family: inherit;">Bad Seed</i><span style="font-family: inherit;"> mag!” </span><i style="font-family: inherit;">Bad Seed</i><span style="font-family: inherit;"> was a famous groundbreaking fanzine she & her late husband, Billy Miller, put together many years ago. So I quickly inserted in my posting the real source for this image that you see here, with apologies. </span><b style="font-family: inherit;">Miriam</b><span style="font-family: inherit;">’s one of the coolest, cutest dolls around but I know you don’t wanna get on the bad side of the original “bad seed."</span></div></div>T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-4656803646742958892023-01-15T18:51:00.009-06:002023-01-26T18:38:45.315-06:00T. Tex Edwards & Out On Parole - Pardon Me, I've Got Someone To Kill <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja8Thp1uEMSH3JtGPvIHQKwW932NTg-wRLOEqjGcSeCsTYDweiq8PNmhzAb-On4xBibBPIXU1nu_nihi5Lb2j3pnfIK3Cd8lmIbmagiF067AhJZvXVgy_xZ8WIDHwIntEj5YuGT9vE_D7wDVpH3H2oTz9yjlaTC7yP0uE6WfGOsfh-huolZoh2IAX1/s400/image-1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="395" data-original-width="400" height="316" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja8Thp1uEMSH3JtGPvIHQKwW932NTg-wRLOEqjGcSeCsTYDweiq8PNmhzAb-On4xBibBPIXU1nu_nihi5Lb2j3pnfIK3Cd8lmIbmagiF067AhJZvXVgy_xZ8WIDHwIntEj5YuGT9vE_D7wDVpH3H2oTz9yjlaTC7yP0uE6WfGOsfh-huolZoh2IAX1/s320/image-1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /> <b style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 14px;">T. TEX EDWARDS writes: </b><p></p>
<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 14px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>Way back in the 1980’s, Mr. Mike Buck gave me a cassette mixtape he made called THE RUBBER ROOM, comprised of old C&W songs about murder, madness, jails etc. but mainly about murder. Nowadays it’s a whole genre of it’s own. But back then it was just tapes of weird old tunes that record collectors like Buck shared amongst friends.</b></p>
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<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 14px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>I had a friend named Danny Whittington back in Austin with some recording equipment at his house & on a lark, I suggested we record some of those songs next time I was back in town visiting from my then-current home in Hollywood, California. That was how this album came about. What started out as a kind of sick joke turned into a semi-serious music project.</b></p>
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<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 14px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>As it turned out, the songwriting on the most part was strong, the musicianship of the friends & friends-of-friends who were recruited was sure, & somehow my drug-sick, mumbled warbling fit right in & some minor magic was created.</b></p>
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<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 14px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>Weirdo Austin artist Bob “Don’t Call Me Robert” Frye, another friend-of-a-friend was tagged with coming up with some coverart. Something along the lines of Porter Wagoner’s COLD, HARD FACTS OF LIFE (one of the songs included) & this fantastic creation of Bob’s was the lynchpin in convincing Long Gone John, indie record guy & collector of transgressive art, to release a vinyl LP of the project on his <i>Sympathy For The Record Industry</i> label.</b></p>
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<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 14px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>Much, much later, after the century turned & I had moved back to Austin, Jeff Smith of <i>Saustex Media</i>, consented to re-releasing a CD version in 2007.</b></p>
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<p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 14px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><b>Which brings us to the present where I still have some of those CDs left to peddle to you here on eBay: </b><span style="background-color: #eceff2; color: #1b57d2; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-kerning: none; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;">https://www.ebay.com/itm/155359257397</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 14px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="background-color: #eceff2; color: #1b57d2; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-kerning: none; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 14px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="background-color: #eceff2; color: #1b57d2; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-kerning: none; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 14px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="background-color: #eceff2; color: #1b57d2; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-kerning: none; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: small;"><b>AMAZON BLURB:</b></span></span></p><div><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-size: small;"><b>'<i>Pardon Me, I've Got Someone To Kill</i>'</b> is a re-issue of the classic 1989 <b>Sympathy For The Record Industry</b> release (also <b>New Rose </b>in France, 1991) by <b>T. Tex Edwards & Out On Parole</b>. <b>T. Tex </b>is a true Texas Punk pioneer dating from his work in the 70's with the <b>Nervebreakers</b> and his later Hollywood outfit the <b>Loafin' Hyenas</b>. '<i>Pardon Me,...</i>' is a collection of obscure C & W 'murder' songs rendered in <b>Edwards'</b> singular style. Top-notch backing on the disc is provided by Austin Roots luminaries <b>Mike Buck</b> (Fabulous T-Birds, Leroi Bros.) on the drums, <b>John X. Reed </b>(Doug Sahm, Jesse Taylor, Lucky Tomblin Band) on a variety of guitars, and other lesser-known but equally talented weirdos. 14 tales about drinkin', cheatin', killin' and prison rendered in high Texan fashion for your listening enjoyment. Includes the previously unreleased '<i>Last Will and Testimony (of a Drinking Man)</i>' by <b>Tex and the Affordable Caskets</b>.</span></div><div><span style="background-color: #eceff2; color: #1b57d2; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-kerning: none; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></div>T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-86094911879130873382022-01-08T00:36:00.002-06:002022-01-08T00:37:26.719-06:00Whirlwind (Roxy Music cover w/ T. Tex Edwards) by Lithium X-Mas<div class="kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; margin: 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Whirlwind</i> (Roxy Music cover w/ <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="oajrlxb2 g5ia77u1 qu0x051f esr5mh6w e9989ue4 r7d6kgcz rq0escxv nhd2j8a9 nc684nl6 p7hjln8o kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x jb3vyjys rz4wbd8a qt6c0cv9 a8nywdso i1ao9s8h esuyzwwr f1sip0of lzcic4wl gpro0wi8 q66pz984 b1v8xokw" href="https://www.facebook.com/T-Tex-Edwards-24398547098/?__cft__[0]=AZU6iS5XONAmoyyqcXAgAVGnp-2PMz6Dxge2ETRgEoJrEIfSPdQQ5DgApjGFBY55hMKykAXXPexIu2tI5qQFMS_kXtMWarWm5740SO4sIhGg7ZG0Ni2crn1Webw_6Ltt55DJ76V18ENiQ-VIUcYhTMot&__tn__=kK-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="nc684nl6" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>T. Tex Edwards</b></span></a></span>) by <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="oajrlxb2 g5ia77u1 qu0x051f esr5mh6w e9989ue4 r7d6kgcz rq0escxv nhd2j8a9 nc684nl6 p7hjln8o kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x jb3vyjys rz4wbd8a qt6c0cv9 a8nywdso i1ao9s8h esuyzwwr f1sip0of lzcic4wl gpro0wi8 q66pz984 b1v8xokw" href="https://www.facebook.com/lithiumxmas/?__cft__[0]=AZU6iS5XONAmoyyqcXAgAVGnp-2PMz6Dxge2ETRgEoJrEIfSPdQQ5DgApjGFBY55hMKykAXXPexIu2tI5qQFMS_kXtMWarWm5740SO4sIhGg7ZG0Ni2crn1Webw_6Ltt55DJ76V18ENiQ-VIUcYhTMot&__tn__=kK-R" role="link" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: var(--accent); cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="nc684nl6" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><b>Lithium X-Mas</b></span></a></span></span></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Unreleased outtake from the "<i>Live From A Dive</i>" EP. (1991). Recorded live at the Texas Tube Room, Fort Worth, Texas...</div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">credits</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">T. Tex Edwards - Vocals</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Mark Ridlen - Bass</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Chris Merlick - Drums</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Greg Synodis - Guitar</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Mark Griffin - Guitar</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Tom Battles - Guitar</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://lithiumx-mas.bandcamp.com/releases">https://lithiumx-mas.bandcamp.com/releases</a></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj55nsaIOLJLAPGClSlgYAioldYgok8602DEKnaVRJHEc5CGInpQHRNC0afrpZep6CF0aM_4oFA8ZzNlf96kHouVyRX3fcVW4I-1V6pna349Z7SzBWGfNTh1fsB7bm81Ct2bZPJ449tVpbRFX0pcYnEVuuuGTBUTBLR_N_gV-Nr8I_JFnGuCNCKXyI9=s700" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="700" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj55nsaIOLJLAPGClSlgYAioldYgok8602DEKnaVRJHEc5CGInpQHRNC0afrpZep6CF0aM_4oFA8ZzNlf96kHouVyRX3fcVW4I-1V6pna349Z7SzBWGfNTh1fsB7bm81Ct2bZPJ449tVpbRFX0pcYnEVuuuGTBUTBLR_N_gV-Nr8I_JFnGuCNCKXyI9=s320" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div></div><p></p>T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-72452425265217743132020-09-09T00:55:00.004-05:002020-09-09T01:15:33.370-05:00The Johnny Cash Show - Houston Civic Auditorium, Houston, Texas, March 14, 1961<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzT2I03jD8o/X1hsIkBf1yI/AAAAAAAAO7Q/tTefP3wgS9MVoi9xhdZtUMIqVyGvQXbBwCLcBGAsYHQ/s564/tumblr_54394775ec5c4e7972140c131fef511b_51ade2ee_640.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzT2I03jD8o/X1hsIkBf1yI/AAAAAAAAO7Q/tTefP3wgS9MVoi9xhdZtUMIqVyGvQXbBwCLcBGAsYHQ/s320/tumblr_54394775ec5c4e7972140c131fef511b_51ade2ee_640.jpg" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span color="inherit" face=""Helvetica Neue", HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-size: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: 1.6;"><i style="font-size: inherit; line-height: 1.6;"><a href="https://t.umblr.com/redirect?z=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DoR8ARgu-hNg&t=NmU4MTA5YzdjMjYzZjc1ODQ5NGM1YmExNzI0ZDBkMGZjYTkxZTU3NCxVWktkSzNlVA%3D%3D&b=t%3AJ9_-uhS6P0-78l4_6l8CWw&p=https%3A%2F%2Fdoomandgloomfromthetomb.tumblr.com%2Fpost%2F628699172442357760%2Fthe-johnny-cash-show-houston-civic-auditorium&m=1&ts=1599630270" style="caret-color: rgb(68, 68, 68); color: inherit; font-family: "helvetica neue", helveticaneue, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.6;">The Johnny Cash Show - Houston Civic Auditorium, Houston, Texas, March 14, 1961</a></i></span></p><p><span color="inherit" face=""Helvetica Neue", HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif" style="caret-color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-size: inherit; line-height: 1.6;"><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>Roger Miller</b></span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;">:
01. Footprints in the Snow
02. Invitation to the Blues
03. That’s the Way that I Feel
04. Half a Mind
05. Tall Tall Trees
06. Billy Bayou
07. In the Summertime
</span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>George Jones</b></span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;">:
08. Ragged but Right
09. Accidentally on Purpose (breaks up, not good quality)
</span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>George Jones & Roger Miller</b></span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;">:
10. Ways of the World, Ways of a Woman
11. Long Time to Forget
</span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>George Jones</b></span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;">:
12. White Lightnin
13. Window Up Above
14. Treasure of Love
</span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>Johnny Cash and the Tennessee Three</b></span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;">:
15. Big River
16. I Guess Things Happen That Way
17. Rock Island Line
18. Instumental
19. Five Feet High and Rising
20. I Got Stripes
21. Folsom Prison Blues
22. I Walk the Line
23. Lead Me Father
24. Ballad of Harp Weaver
25. The Rebel Johnny-Yuma
26. Luther’s Boogie
27. Goodbye Little Darling
REMOVED: Johnny Western, Gordon Terry, Claude Gray, Rose Maddox
Notes: Johnny Western, who emceed this 1961 show, would later become part of </span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>Johnny Cash</b></span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;">’s band. </span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>Roger Miller</b></span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;">, who had already written hits for Faron Young, Ray Price, Ernest Tubb, Jim Reeves, and </span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>George Jones</b></span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;">, was just getting started as a performing artist. Fiddler Gordon Terry joined the Grand Ole Opry in 1950 and played with Bill Monroe’s Bluegrass Boys. His biggest single, “Wild Honey”, charted in 1957. Claude Gray’s career was hot in 1961: "I'll Just Have a Cup of Coffee (Then I'll Go)," was a crossover pop hit at that time. </span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b>George Jones</b></span><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #f9f9f9; caret-color: rgb(3, 3, 3); color: #030303; font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; white-space: pre-wrap;">, still basking here in the glow of his 1959 hit “White Lightnin’”, would soon move away from his honky-tonk, rebel image: His smooth ballad “Tender Years” was Number One for seven weeks later in 1961. Rose Maddox (formerly of the fantastic hillbilly band Maddox Brothers and Rose) had five Top 20 hits in that year, including both sides of the 45 “Kissing my Pillow” and “I Want to Live Again”, which are performed here. 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Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-74843967197105005032020-08-15T14:25:00.001-05:002020-08-15T14:25:06.992-05:00Miriam Linna on Ron Haydock<p> <span style="font-size: x-large;">Sometimes I like to mirror (or copy) what I think are important posts made elsewhere online because occasionally the original source will disappear completely. I've only had the original author complain about this but once. But in a couple of cases, the original online source <i>has </i>disappeared and the author or subject of the post has contacted me relieved that someone had preserved the post and gratefully thanked me. The following post was posted on <i>Facebook</i> by <b>Miriam Linna</b>. I know the odds of <i>Facebook</i> disappearing seems low at this point. (Think <i>Myspace.</i>) But sometimes someone innocently posts material <i>Facebook</i> deems outside their "community standards" and suspends the account and years of posts are lost. Odds are this material from <b>Miriam</b> will resurface in a new future edition of<i> KICKS Magazine</i>. Hopefully.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--qELe_z_-ow/Xzg052mpXkI/AAAAAAAAO6g/QpPzjeRCU2IEuMueplLE9Z1o4iX4WrLLQCLcBGAsYHQ/s352/117829742_10157080462737016_7131618531758460737_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="352" data-original-width="304" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--qELe_z_-ow/Xzg052mpXkI/AAAAAAAAO6g/QpPzjeRCU2IEuMueplLE9Z1o4iX4WrLLQCLcBGAsYHQ/s0/117829742_10157080462737016_7131618531758460737_n.jpg" /></a></div><p></p><p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.01); border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "helvetica neue", helveticaneue, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px 0px 15px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">FROM <a href="https://www.facebook.com/miriam.linna?__tn__=%2Cd%2AF%2AF-R&eid=ARAUtlk5Ml9JBu0llEDWLbmZbXuD7CjOqOdP50Ps5ilrDf_s_aziqtK3l9O_5QLWBIBVvNI9OkYJX7sC&tn-str=%2AF" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-image: linear-gradient(rgba(68, 68, 68, 0) 50%, rgba(68, 68, 68, 0.25) 0px); background-position: 0px 1.15em; background-size: 1em 2px; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: black; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.15em; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" title="Miriam Linna"><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Miriam Linna</span></a>:</span></p><p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.01); border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "helvetica neue", helveticaneue, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 15px 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">“REMEMBERING <b>RAT PFINK </b><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">RON HAYDOCK</span> DEPT. Here at HQ, we remember <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Ron</span>, our ultimate #1 culture mangling superhero, every day, all day. On Aug 14, 1977, <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Ron</span>'s life ended his life under the wheels of an 18-wheeler in Victorville, California. For a guy who struggled with mental health issues for his entire life, he was insanely productive. The rock n' roll uber-fanatic played guitar, inked songs, made records, wrote about records, horror movies, monster movies, western movies, film stars, forgotten lore, and wrote, inspired, and starred in movies himself, plus delivered a staggering number of paperback books under various pseudonyms. Documenting his life has been a main focus here. </span></p><p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.01); border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "helvetica neue", helveticaneue, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 15px 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">In 1987, ten years after his passing, I visited <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Ron</span>'s brother in trying to wrap my head around why the supernova known alternately as <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Lonnie Lord</span>, <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Vin Saxon</span>, <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Arnold Hayes</span>, <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Don Sheppard</span> and <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Jerry Lee Vincent</span> (among others) would choose to end his days as he did. The brother gave me the briefcase that <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Ron</span> was carrying that night in August. He had added to the mix, the death certificate, various insurance forms linked to the event of his death, and two pocket-size loose leaf binders. One was his address book and the other was a meticulous accounting of his stories, submissions and publications. Those two little binders have lead me into a life where all things must measure up against the <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Haydock</span> yardstick. </span></p><p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.01); border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "helvetica neue", helveticaneue, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 15px 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Bhob Stewart, who would become my best friend and in all ways, mentor (and I dont toss that word around), was <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Ron</span>'s NYC roommate in the late 60s), told me when we first met to discuss <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Ron</span>, that unemployed <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Ron</span> would get dressed for work every morning and sit down at the kitchen table to type. BHob said a stack of typed pages grew and grew and grew ("thousands of pages!") and that he'd read some of these "incredible tales", thinking <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Ron </span>would submit them to publishers. One day, the stack disappeared. Then <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Ron </span>vanished. Bhob never saw the stack-- or <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Ron</span>-- again. For years I wondered about that stack of stories. </span></p><p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.01); border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "helvetica neue", helveticaneue, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 15px 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">As fate would have it, and this, proof that nothing is an accident, I was visiting in Burbank with <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Ron</span>'s friend Don Glut. As I went to leave, running very late for the flight home, Don asked me to come into into his garage. He had something to give me. He pulled out two cobwebby (really!) legal-size boxes that had been passed along to him when friends sorted through <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Ron</span>'s apartment after his death. Don had not opened them since 1977. When I got back to NYC and cracked open the boxes, I came very close to fainting. Inside, tightly packed, were the "thousands of pages" that had vanished from Bhob's kitchen table decades earlier. </span></p><p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.01); border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "helvetica neue", helveticaneue, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 15px 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Forry Ackerman told me that he chose <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Ron</span> as heir apparent to <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: italic; font-variant-caps: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Famous Monsters</span>. Ray Dennis Steckler said that <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Ron</span> was visionary, and "the talented one." I've been unraveling his story, for over thirty years. The big revelations at one time were in "<span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: italic; font-variant-caps: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Runnin' Wild</span>" in <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: italic; font-variant-caps: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Kicks</span> #7 and on the Norton anthology "<span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: italic; font-variant-caps: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">99 Chicks</span>". It's time for an update to honor our hero, Midwest everyman superhero <span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Ron Haydock</span>. Always in memory. Here's my favorite photo. And the slowest tune he ever recorded.”<br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; box-sizing: border-box; outline: none 0px;" /></span></p><p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.01); border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "helvetica neue", helveticaneue, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 15px 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BbeSdeljfPU" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-image: linear-gradient(rgba(68, 68, 68, 0) 50%, rgba(68, 68, 68, 0.25) 0px); background-position: 0px 1.15em; background-size: 1em 2px; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: black; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.15em; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BbeSdeljfPU</span></a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/BbeSdeljfPU" width="320" youtube-src-id="BbeSdeljfPU"></iframe></div><p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.01); border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "helvetica neue", helveticaneue, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 15px 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></p>T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-52323958911766453182020-06-17T01:22:00.000-05:002020-06-17T01:28:52.176-05:00Why Must I Die? (1960)<span style="font-size: large;"><i>Why Must I Die</i>? (1960)</span><br />
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T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-54448793119390563252020-05-11T02:21:00.000-05:002020-05-11T02:26:03.203-05:00ROCKPILE - Dave Edmunds, Nick Lowe - "Born Fighters" - 1979<i>This post was originally posted here on April 18, 2017. The accompanying video has since been removed from youtube. Luckily someone else has reposted the Rockpile documentary, "Born Fighters" and I have updated this blogpost. So here it is (again)...</i><br />
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<yt-formatted-string class="content style-scope ytd-video-secondary-info-renderer" id="description" split-lines="" style="--yt-endpoint-color: hsl(206.1, 79.3%, 52.7%); color: var(--yt-primary-text-color); position: relative; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word;">Rockpile was a British rock and roll group of the late 1970s and early 1980s, noted for their strong rockabilly and power pop influences, and as a foundational influence on new wave. The band consisted of Dave Edmunds (vocals, guitar), Nick Lowe (vocals, bass guitar), Billy Bremner (vocals, guitar) and Terry Williams (drums).
Rockpile recorded four albums, though only one (Seconds of Pleasure) was released under the Rockpile banner. Two other albums (Tracks on Wax 4 and Repeat When Necessary) were released as Dave Edmunds solo albums, and one more (Labour of Lust) was released as a Nick Lowe solo album. Scattered Rockpile tracks can also be found on a few other Lowe and Edmunds solo albums. Additionally, Rockpile served as backing group on tracks recorded by Mickey Jupp in 1978 and Carlene Carter in 1980.
When Robinson and Jake Riviera co-founded Stiff Records, Lowe was the first artist signed to the label, and he and Edmunds recorded new material for release under Lowe's name. Stiff promoted its ties to Edmunds. However, the relationship between Edmunds and Riviera was always rocky, and in 1976 Edmunds signed a solo contract with Led Zeppelin's Swan Song Records, rejecting Riviera and Stiff. With help from Lowe and Terry Williams, Edmunds recorded a new solo album, Get It. Lowe and Edmunds then formed a new version of Rockpile, with Williams returning on drums and Billy Bremner joining as rhythm guitar and third vocalist.
Rockpile appeared as a backing band on one track of Lowe's debut solo album, released in March 1978 with different track listings and titles in the UK and the US. The UK version (Jesus of Cool) featured Rockpile on the live recording of "Heart of the City", while the US album (Pure Pop for Now People) featured the Rockpile studio track "They Called It Rock", credited as being written by Nick Lowe/Dave Edmunds/Rockpile.
Meanwhile, Edmunds' 1978 solo album (Tracks on Wax 4) was the first album to be completely a Rockpile album, but with Edmunds on all lead vocals. The album included the same live version of "Heart of the City," except with Edmunds' lead vocal overdubbed in place of Lowe's. Rockpile toured behind both the Lowe and Edmunds releases in 1978. The band also backed Mickey Jupp on side one of his Stiff album Juppanese, produced by Lowe.
In 1979, Rockpile simultaneously recorded Edmunds' Repeat When Necessary and Lowe's Labour of Lust.
Rockpile (under solo artists' names) enjoyed hits in 1979 on both sides of the Atlantic with Edmunds' "Girls Talk" (a top 20 hit in both the UK and Canada) and Lowe's "Cruel to Be Kind" (top 20 in the UK, Canada and the US). Rockpile also played in the 29 December 1979 Concerts for the People of Kampuchea with Elvis Costello & The Attractions and Wings, where they were joined onstage by Led Zeppelin lead singer Robert Plant (co-owner of Swan Song). Two of the band's songs were included in the concert album.
In 1980, Edmunds submitted the solo album "Twangin...", which was mostly a collection of outtakes from his prior solo albums, to complete his Swan Song contract, freeing Rockpile to record a true band record for Jake Riviera's new label F-Beat Records. Released in the fall of 1980, Seconds of Pleasure featured lead vocal turns by Edmunds, Lowe and Bremner, and spawned the minor hit "Teacher Teacher", sung by Lowe. Twangin... was issued six months after Seconds of Pleasure, and featured Rockpile on nine of its eleven tracks.</yt-formatted-string></div>
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T. Tex Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502854489689694962noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623604354838632278.post-16242817807279292632020-05-11T01:59:00.000-05:002020-05-11T01:59:41.734-05:00NEW BLOG: The Eternal Rhythm of GardeningI've started a new blog called <i><a href="https://theeternalrhythmofgardening.wordpress.com/2020/05/06/the-eternal-rhythm-of-gardening/">The Eternal Rhythm of Gardening</a> </i>about <span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(117, 117, 117); color: #757575; font-family: "PT Sans", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 15.12279987335205px;">gardening, food, plants, locations, observations. </span>I will reproduce the first installment below. If you like it, please head on over to Wordpress at the link above and follow it.<br />
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My mother always loved her plants, and I dabbled with gardening in my twenties back during my first life. That is one good thing I can attribute to my horrible controlling ex-wife. Back in the 1970s, she got me started planting a few vegetables in our back yard. I’m sure there are other good things too, but I just can’t remember them right now. After the escape and divorce and eventual severing of all ties with the city of my birth, Dallas; I decided to plant some tomatoes and peppers in the front flowerbeds at the dilapidated duplex I lived in during my first Austin residency in the mid-1980s. Then I moved to Southern California in 1986, and it was urban apartments in Hollywood and no gardening. When I moved back to Texas in 1990, I finally had vacant space at a tiny rent house set way back from the street with a big yard in Dallas. I have planted a garden every year continuously since then. By 1995 I moved back to Austin, and by the end of 2004 my sweetie and I got away from the rent houses and into our own place to landscape and garden forever. Even at my lowest points of drug addiction, alcoholism, and depression; I have always managed to gather the desire and energy to put some transplants in and hope for the best. I learned that every year is different. Different weather, different bugs and diseases, different varieties did better and worse than last year. I learned you can’t predict the future, but there were a few things that remained constant. Yes, there were actually a few things I observed and remembered through the last 30 years. I also noticed that the traditional gardening season coincided with one of my other loves, the baseball season. Gardening also taught me how to be mindful and remain in the present. To observe<em style="box-sizing: inherit; max-width: unset;"> every </em>single day and not regret what happened yesterday, and not get too far ahead of myself. How to endure adversity and sit with it until it passes. How to be happy and satisfied with what I have. That happy is an unobtainable goal. But rather happy is a by-product of my going with the flow. When I have relapsed and had that somehow forgotten again misery come flooding back into my thoughts, gardening gives me concrete proof that things have before and will soon be better again. I guess it is my religion, my medicine, my drug of choice, my salvation, my inspiration, my best friend, and my favorite creative outlet. Not to get too carried away here, but along with my soulmate of the last 32 years, it is my rock and the thing that keeps me going. And I am most appreciative.<br />
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"Movies nowadays are all high technology and no brains, no imagination. What do you call it when you do something real good and you didn't expect it? No spontaneity... Not enough instinct. All those movies all look the same. There's no more fuzzy things!" – Lux Interior</div>
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THE CRAMPS HAVE a song called 'I Was A Teenage WereWolf'. Back in the days when teenagers and werewolves were more or less synonymous terrors that caused palpable tremors in the minds of God-fearing citizens, somebody had the bright idea of combining the two in a film called I Was A Teenage WereWolf. Mixing liberal sympathies with outright shock, it urged that one unhappy juvenile's delinquency was simply the result of an incipient case of Homo Lupus. The film is a piece of sentimental fiction but the Cramps song is autobiographical fact. Lux Interior was a teenage pariah. And his teeth were soo loooong...But they told him it was 'growing pains'. And then there was a film called The Fly, about a scientist who inadvertently transmutates into a human fly. It caused quite a scare in 1958. That was long before The Cramps wrote a song called 'Human Fly', which is about being a human fly, who cries 96 tears with his 96 eyes. </div>
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"Some Guy had just climbed the World Trade Tower and the headline in The Post that day was: HUMAN FLY CLIMBS TOWER. I was out walking along the street at about six in the morning. It felt like Night Of The Living Dead the way all of the people were wandering around. Somebody had jumped off the roof of the building next to ours and they were scrapping him off the sidewalk. All of that made me go home and write the song..."</div>
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"People sometimes say our songs are about horror movies but none of them is. 'I Was A Teenage WereWolf' has nothing to do with the film of the same name. That song is absolutely true. I wrote a song called 'Man With The X-Ray Eyes' once after seeing Man With The X-ray Eyes on mushrooms, but we never did it." – Lux Interior*</div>
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ONE OF THE things I like about The Cramps is the imagery on which they feed. A midnight snack in the twilight zone of American culture. The Cramps pick their way through the discarded junk of another generation – the garage records and the B movies – like savages scavenging in old ruins where the gold has all been looted and all that's left are the totems. I asked the members of the Cramps to choose some of their favourite films. Most of these, it turns out, are horror films. Some are lurid teenage exposes. None of them is famous, though some are infamous. All of them are raw, heedless attempts to rattle an audience somehow. It may seem like a morbid selection, but the Cramps aren't morbid people. No more so than the millions of people who regularly go to see - and are amused as much as shocked by such films as Friday The 13th. Oddly enough, you need a sense of humour to really enjoy horror films. Or at any rate a sense of the absurd. I like to think that one day The Cramps will connect with all those millions of people. Their music isn't just the soundtrack to a horror movie. It is a horror movie. A horror movie without a budget, which is often the best kind.</div>
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IVY RORSCHACH: I like Peter Lorre, especially in M, but my favourite is Barbara Steele, because she doesn't have to do anything. She just stares. She's got a great aura, so breathtaking. She's made tons of horror films, although I think Black Sunday was the best. She's just incredible because she looks like a vampire anyway. She's got theses really weird teeth, and she always plays that kind of role. I'll watch the whole of The Pit And The Pendulum just to see her for five minutes. And it's just the way she looks, it's not make-up or anything...</div>
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KID CONGO: I like James Dean, an obvious choice. I like Vincent Price...Let's see...I like all those cheesy blondes like Marilyn Monroe and Jayne Mansfield. Mamie Van Doren I like a lot!</div>
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NICK KNOX: I like those blonde actresses too. And I like Clint Eastwood because he's so cool. The way he handles a gun: "I got five bullets in this…Do you feel lucky?". The way he kills all the bad and the ugly. That's what I want to do, kill all the bad and the ugly.</div>
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LUX INTERIOR: I always have an impossible time picking a favourite because I don't like actors or actresses too much. I like things that get completed without any stars or things like that...</div>
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Note: Dates and production details have been given where possible, but some of these films were doomed to obscurity. The only remaining copies are probably rotting away in the store rooms of Southern drive-ins where they once got a week-long feature run before making way for a Budd Boetticher western or a re-run of Invasion Of The Bodysnatchers.</div>
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Mother's Day (1980)</div>
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KID: It's one of the new wave of cheap horror films that are making the rounds in America. It's sort of like The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, but more up-to-date. It's about this mother and her two sons, Ike and Adlai. There's these three college buddy girls who go on a fraternity hike. They're heading off into the mountains and all the townspeople are saying: "oh... You don't wanna go up there. It's not safe!" and so on, and of course they ignore them, as stupid college girls would do, and of course Ike and Adlai get hold of them and terrorise them. Ike and Adlai have the best house in the world. I would die to live in this house. It's completely covered in graffiti, inside and out. Great words like 'Bread' and 'Milk'... all this really good stuff on the walls. They eat their food out of garbage pails – dog food and rice crispies and stuff. It's too cheap for anybody to put their name to it, but I think it was made in New Jersey. Anyway, I haven't got to the good part yet. One of the girls gets killed, and then the other girls get their own back. They get Ike and put Draino down his throat and then smash his head through the TV set, and then Adlai gets an axe in the crotch. It all looks like a home movie, and the dialogue is great, so funny.</div>
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IVY: It's called Mother's Day because the two guys are both murderous assholes but they're absolutely terrified of their mother. All through the film the mother is saying: "Don't go out in the woods, boys, because Queenie's out there! "Queenie's supposed to be some sort of bogeywoman, but the two guys think there's no such things as a bogeywoman. Then after the girls have killed the family and you think it's all over, this thing called Queenie arrives, and that's the end of the film. There was a real epidemic of these horror movies just made by amateurs. None of them ever gets a feature run. They get shown in bills of three movies and it only costs two dollars to get in. A lot of them are just miserable but that was a good one.</div>
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Ship of Zombies (1972)</div>
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LUX: That's a really great one, though it would probably be pretty hard to see. It just consists of these people that are shipwrecked out in this boat for some reason; they're in this boat and they come across a mist-shrouded ship, so they get on board. Most of them go below deck and then one by one the girls come on deck in bikinis and these Zombies come out of the hold and chase them. They chase the first one for almost 15 minutes, and the whole time she's screaming at the top of her lungs and cutting herself as she runs into things. By the time they finally catch up with her she's covered in blood from head to toe from continually running into things. The Zombies are real wild too. And it’s all human being noises backwards! And one after another they get killed off. Nothing else happens. It goes on for an hour and a half. I think it was made in the early '70s. In LA they show a lot of these Mexican and Philipino movies of which maybe only ten prints were ever made. These sick LA TV stations buy them and show them. LA is much better than New York was for horror movies. New York has this standard thing of showing only the kitsch favourites. LA gets the real raw junk!</div>
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Death Race 2000 (1975)</div>
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NICK: It's a sports movie. The Death Race is the national sport of America in 1999. It's a race from New York to the West Coast and you score points by running people over. It's a real neat movie because they race around in these souped-up cars and some of them have guns that come out and some of them have daggers and there's a cowboy who's got these two big long-horns on the bonnet that he stabs his points with. When they stab somebody or run someone over the blood is so crimson red, and it just gushes out of the wounds. If you like colour you'll like this. Stallone plays a driver called Machine Gun Joe Kelly. He should have got an Academy Award. At the start of the race he pulls up to the line and there are all these people in the stands with big white F's on their sweatshirts because Frankenstein is the top driver. Stallone pulls out a machine gun and starts shooting into the audience. That's my favourite movie. That's why I like to drive so much...</div>
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The Cool And The Crazy (1958)</div>
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"A few weeks ago a Brooklyn school principal committed suicide because he could not suppress the rape and hoodlumism in his institution. The Cool And The Crazy is a badly written, sloppily edited, poorly directed, low-budget film that may well inspire more such tragedies." - The Hollywood Reporter.</div>
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Filmed on location in Kansas city, where Dick Bakalyan and another actor were arrested for their delinquent appearance. Bakalyan also made a film called Hot Car Girls that year, and Richard Staehling in an essay called 'The Truth About Teen Movies' calls him "one of the teen-flick greats".</div>
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IVY: It's kinda like a Reefer Madness of the '50s, where all these teenagers are whacked out on pot. All these cool and crazy '50s teenagers get high on pot and crack up their cars. There's dialogue like: "Oh, you don't know what it's like being hooked on the smoke!" The whole movie's in slang. It's ridiculous, Daddy-o!</div>
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The Devil On Wheels (1947)</div>
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LUX: Forget about all other stuff... 'Teenagers rack themselves up on the highway! It’s great! They all talk like Ed 'Kookie' Byrnes from 77 Sunset Strip. It's from 1947 and everything they say in it is rock'n'roll talk. It's all new language. Junior builds a hot rod and Dad says: Now don't race this. It's alright to build it but I don't want to catch you racing it." And the kid says: "Oh, I never would, Dad...the next thing you see is vroom! He's taking off at ninety miles an hour with his girlfriend next to him saying: "Come on, you chicken!" It's just the greatest; The kid's putting more and more carburettors on his hot rod. It goes on and on and all the time he's promising not to race. Towards the end of the film he hits a woman on the street and then he goes home and finds out his Mom was knocked down that day by a hit and run driver.</div>
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Hot Rods To Hell (1967)</div>
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(Legend has it that Sam Katzman coined the word 'Beatnik'. Other legends have it that he overheard one of his technicians using it and put it in a film pronto. In 1956 Katzman made four films. The titles: Rock Around The Clock, Earth vs The Flying Saucers, Rumble On The Docks, The WereWolf. What a legacy!)</div>
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KID: Hot Rods To Hell is about this gang of kids who terrorize a small town. There's this one scene where the guy's driving around in this convertible hot rod and his girlfriend's sitting on the ledge behind him, almost on his shoulders. She's got her hands in front of his face so he can't see and she's shouting: "Faster! Faster!" After that, how could you want to watch anything else?</div>
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Death In Small Doses (1957)</div>
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NICK: That's another real good one. It stars Chuck Connors who was The Rifleman. It's kinda like a documentary about truck drivers and speed. Y'know, the Bennie kind? And Chuck Connors is a beatnik truck driver who's on the road and on the go 24 hours a day. Every town he hits he just pops more pills and he's got a girl on each arm. His lings' real way out, like gonesville, Daddy-o! He ends up hallucinating and crashing his truck. It was made in 1957. I like it a lot.</div>
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Blood Feast (1963)</div>
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Two Thousand Maniacs! (1964)</div>
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LUX: There are all these movies that were made by this guy named Herschell Gordon Lewis who owned a chain of drive-ins in the early '60s. He made them to show at his drive-ins. Blood Feast is about this weird guy who has an Egyptian temple in his basement where he sacrifices people, and Two Thousand Maniacs! It's real great. It's about a Southern town, and the first thing you see is a bunch of people putting up a detour sign at the crossroads. It turns out the whole town is full of people who came back from the grave after the Civil War. They were massacred by the Union soldiers and they came back from the grave after a hundred years looking for revenge. They lure all these vacationers into the town and get them to join in all these quaint backwoods sports like rolling down a hill in a barrel; except the barrel's lined with knives. Eventually they just return to their graves for another hundred years. That really is a great movie, and it still gets shown from time to time.</div>
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LUX: The monster in that one is actually a rug; a rug over a car! it sort of looks like a turtle crossed with a giraffe. The head comes down and scoops people into the body. First of all it eats an entire hootenany, 40 kids out hootenanying in the woods. Then it eats an entire record hop. The first time it strikes there's a guy and a girl laying on a blanket. The girl's wearing a bikini and the guy's running his hands all over her. They see this rug coming with a car under it and the guy takes off and leaves the girl there screaming. And the girl's got high heels on too! A bikini and high heels! There's a censored version and an uncensored version the girl takes about five minutes to get eaten. It's so sick. It's the height of fashion, that movie. All the girls wear beehives and back-zip lurex pants.</div>
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IVY: Yeah, I had a pair of pants made that were inspired by that movie! And of course it's all jive talk because it's always teenagers that get snuffed by the monster. It goes to this place where there are all these teenagers making out in their cars and flips all the cars over. I'm not sure what happens in the end. I could never really follow it...</div>
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LUX: Like all good B movies it just kinda peters out. In the end it just gets boring. Instead of building to a climax, they run out of ideas and the action just disintegrates. But you can see that one. It's still around and it'll be a classic one day when people realise... Boy, it had the greatest fashions. The monster breaks through the wall of a gymnasium to eat the record hop – all these teenagers dancing – and what of course would happen at that moment? A fight breaks out! Amazing; It's probably a more true account of America in the early '60s than American Graffiti or any of that bullshit. It's the way it really was. Total insanity. A fight'll break out any minute – it wasn't all nice people and ponytails. It was the real fashions of the late-'50s and early '60s – incredibly sexy and tribal and outrageous!</div>
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IVY: It's all pointed bras, stilleto heels, skin-tight gold lame pants with a back-zip, ankle boots, ratty, beehive hair, and everybody twisting.</div>
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LUX: All the guys wore pants that looked like they were sewn on to them, and they'd never be able to take them off. The real hard-core hoods they were then; not punks, hoods! I grew up in a place outside of Akron, Ohio, and the only people that lived there were hillbillys that worked in the rubber factories. The dances that went on there and the clothes that people wore then, in the early '60s, were just the wildest, the absolute wildest! Beyond anything else. It was like a science fiction comic book, wild and bizarre and nothing to do with Pat Boone and all that stuff. Places away from the cultural centres, like northern California or the South or the Mid-west, is where it was the most extreme. Those were the places where people weren't afraid of doing something that wasn't in vogue or the new trend or whatever. I think that'll always be the case. The most crazy stuff, the most memorable stuff, will always go on away from the culture, away from the ballet and Broadway and things like that. I don't think that's really a good breeding ground for rock'n'roll or its abominations!</div>
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<i style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">This story originally appeared in the Dallas Observer dated March 28, 1996. It was reprinted in the Austin Chronicle dated May 9, 1997. It also appears in Josh Alan Friedman's anthology </i><span style="background-color: #f2f3f5; caret-color: rgb(28, 30, 33); color: #1c1e21; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Tell the Truth Until They Bleed.</span><br />
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"I have to admit, there's a guaranteed future in dirty dishes, which there ain't in blues," Keith Ferguson concedes. "I seem to be the only one who regards himself as a professional musician. Our lead singer's a dishwasher in the back of some restaurant. If he put half the energy into booking our band that he puts into scrubbin' dishes, we'd be fartin' through silk. But he'd rather do dishes." </div>
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Keith Ferguson, Austin's once-reigning blues bassist, and ultimate hipster, is out to pasture. His pasture is a rustic wooded estate in the hills below downtown Austin. His voice is a dead ringer for that of William Holden narrating Sunset Boulevard. Some wonder whether Ferguson's fall from grace was conspiratorial, orchestrated by the blues Nazis who run Austin. But prison wisdom dictates that you don't fuck with an old wolf. Hear Ye Whomever Keith Has Offended: He offers no apologies or regrets. </div>
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Ferguson welcomes me to his front porch, the center of his universe. His current band is The Solid Senders. Fronted by the singing dishwasher, they rarely work. And Ferguson will only play cities south of Austin--or Amsterdam. With its sane drug laws, and with hardly any cops, crime, poverty, or AIDS, Amsterdam is a tailor-made utopia. The Solid Senders did a blissful tour there. Ferguson pines to return. </div>
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"If I hustled up some job washing dishes in Amsterdam--hell, I'll supply the Palmolive--we'd be back in a shot." </div>
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Ferguson, 49, was the founding bass player of both the Fabulous Thunderbirds and the Tail Gators, and played with a dozen Texas virtuosos in their formative years including Johnny Winter, Stevie Ray Vaughan, and Junior Brown. "He's a cracker's cracker," Ferguson says of his old boss Brown. "Thinks that Waylon and them are commie fags." Keith Ferguson keeps a band honest. When he departed the T-Birds, that band was ready to compromise and play the pop charts. </div>
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No bass player ever layered so much bottom. Ferguson's trademark wasn't licks, riffs, slapping, or thumb popping--just a swinging elephant trunk of bottom underneath the song. This deceptive gift earned him a lower pedigree than "musician's musician"--itself a poverty-stricken but honorable curse. Keith Ferguson is a bass player's bassist.</div>
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But now, he is grand host of this dark, sun-proofed crash pad and halfway house for down-on-their-luck friends. Sweet old hippies and beautiful losers recline on his front porch to chew the fat, bird watch, and discuss the weather. Not that he wants them here; people sort of just move right in. Many who visit this front porch--be they from the dust bowl, barrio, or music biz--regard Ferguson as Numero Uno. </div>
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Inside, walls are covered by roadside artifacts--South-of-the-Border Sammy and the Fabulous Erections are sneaking across the border for One Night Only--club posters from the Tex-Mex frontier circuit: Los Alegres de Teran! Los Tornados del Norte! Los Castigadores! Ferguson knew them all. His words contain sudden accents of Calo--street language of the pachucos he grew up with, a sort of Mexican Yiddish. </div>
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A few years back, the house became knee-deep in such hipster compost, burying him alive in coolness. Live-in archivist Liz Henry led a mercy mission of volunteers that bulldozed through. Ferguson's worldly possessions were thus organized into three archival categories: "Negro," "Mexican," and "Other." </div>
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Ferguson whips out his huge vintage Gretsch bass. "It's called the John Holmes model," he explains. "It's loud." He's healthy, proud, and fit in 1996, but reduced to playing the meat-rack clubs on Sixth Street. Still, some consider this miraculous. A few years ago, cats in Austin were predicting the end of this man's career, even his death. </div>
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<b>Flashback: 1992</b><br />
Ferguson paces his pastoral porch, hunched backward, scratching, chain smoking, downing one cup of Kool Aid after another, looking like an old Indian. His body ails, and his tattoos have worn out their camouflage. A rooster claw adorns the front door, like wolfsbane. "Gotta keep the neighbors pacified." Next door lives a bookie for cock fights; a few doors down, an unlicensed bad-debt collector. A Mexican Day of the Dead skeleton stares through his window, with a sign: "La Plaza--Closed--Call Again." </div>
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The Ferguson estate is verboten, like Castle Dracula, as few musicians in Austin will have anything to do with him. I make this road stop after my gig in town. A festive trio of German blues fans have also made a pilgrimage, but no music plays in this household. Ferguson's basses are all in the hockshop. Horst, Otto, and Gretchen are star-struck before Texas blues royalty, as Ferguson signs a few Fab Thunderbirds albums. The left-handed '52 Fender Precision bass that Europeans remember him by is long gone. He's a normal 180 pounds on the Chrysalis Records covers he signs, 130 now. </div>
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Ferguson soberly inspects the festering tattooed arm of a young Chicano nodding out on the couch. "Gotta clean out that abscess," he advises, shaking the fellow. "You can die." </div>
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Old hombres, in tank-top undershirts, are always present. They slink in and out, from another zone. Retired bullfighters, Ferguson tells the tourists. The old men study a black phone. They sit and wait. And watch. Then the phone rings once. Ferguson disappears with them in a supernatural eye-blink. No one says goodbye, ever. </div>
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Musicians avoid the Ferguson ranch for fear of having their cars commandeered for a barrio run. During one visit, it is my job to drive Ferguson to some urgent destination. Though banished from the Antone's blues community, Ferguson is highly received in the Mexican ghetto like some kind of shaman. He was raised in the Sexto, or Sixth Ward, a barrio of Houston--the odd Anglo in a Mexican gang back in San Jacinto High, class of '64. Our ride, through dusty roads, conjures up childhood. </div>
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Summers were spent with his grandmother in San Antonio, totally gaucho. "It was great in the '50s, pre-Beatles, before everybody had bands. There were only about eight bands in the whole area: Doug Sahm and the Pharaohs, Sammy Jay and the Tiffanaires, Eddie Luna. You had Mexicans, blacks, and whites in the same band, which was unheard of." </div>
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Electric guitars were rare and exotic sights until the mid-'60s. "I remember hearing Dino, Desi, and Billy do 'Scratch My Back' on Shindig. Good, too. I was one of two left-handed bass players in all of Houston when I started in 1966--at the age of 20." </div>
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Few musicians start so late. In high school, Ferguson had been tight with the best mariachis in town--heavy-duty lounge acts. A member of the Compians, Houston's leading Hispanic music-entertainment family, taught him to play. Ferguson turned professional mere days after first picking up a bass. He worked the Suburban Lounge, the Polka Dot, Guys & Dolls--Houston blue-collar joints frequented by characters from the Overton Gang and the Laura Coppe Gang. </div>
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"They would rob places," he says. "They dressed like Mexicans, listened to black music, and hated both of 'em." </div>
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"Where was your father?" I ask as Keith directs me off the main road through dirt alleys. </div>
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"My father was a bum," he shrugs. "I hated him with a passion. He didn't live with us. I never saw him growing up. But he would be called whenever I was deemed unmanageable--hangin' out with someone with a natural tan. My mother would panic: 'You've got to talk to him, John!' </div>
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"Once when I was 15, I was supposed to get a haircut but didn't. When he arrived, I asked him to get the hell out. He pulled me out of a chair by my hair. So I cut him with a metal rat-tail comb, the one with the end bent into a hook. Then I tried to get to my room for something better--my big Italian, spiked, carbon-steel switchblade. He managed to knock me out before I reached my room. My mother was shaking me, blubbering all over me when I awoke. </div>
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"It was a nasty scene. I'd cut him in the throat, but unfortunately missed the carotid artery. I was a little off." </div>
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Keith escaped from his bedroom window that day to gang quarters over an ice house, a place where Mando, Mario, Ladislado, Alfonso, and Parrot could crash, drink, smoke, and inhale paint. </div>
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"The side of my face was bent out of shape when I showed up. They decided to kill him. I had to talk fast. He was my father. I said, 'He didn't really come to discipline me. Don't kill somebody for that,' 'cause they would have been caught in a second. My father was a white guy. They wouldn't have stood a chance. </div>
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"They drafted the guys with a gang history out of my school into the Marines. The other option was jail. They were perfect cannon fodder, 'cause it was the ideal chance for them to become Americans if they fought for their country. But they came back with one leg and were still Mexicans. Most of 'em got killed in the war. Idiots." </div>
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Keith was destined for Mexico, his spiritual homeland, not Canada, to evade the draft during Vietnam. A week before his draft-board physical, he tore the cartilage in his knee during a fight in Laredo. He got his deferment. </div>
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It wasn't until Keith's mid-20s that he found out who his father was: John William Ferguson, concert pianist with the Chicago Symphony. Keith never even knew his father was a musician. </div>
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"You ass-wipe," he told the maestro during their next encounter. "I've been beat, ripped off a thousand times playin' clubs. There's so much you could have taught me." </div>
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After the Thunderbirds tore up the Houston Juneteenth Festival, being the only white band there, they received a four-page spread in the Houston Post. From then on, Keith's father began showing up at Thunderbirds gigs. </div>
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"He would point me out to his friends: 'My son, the rock star,'" Keith recalls. "He picked up girls at our shows. Johnny Winter and Z.Z. Top sent their limos for him to attend concerts. After I left the T-Birds, I never heard from him again." John Ferguson died a few years ago. </div>
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Keith directs my car through the barrio. Somewhere in these hills beneath Austin remain the last of the old pachucos, time-honored Mexican families who dealt heroin to Texas Hill Country junkies for decades in relative peace, until the era of crack arrived. The old-timers were overwhelmed, their quaint Norman Rockwell-era heroin days over. Colombians moved in with machine guns. </div>
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Ferguson describes the current transitional wars, directing me through a Mexican shantytown. We finally reach a tin shack. Ferguson has been summoned to visit an old friend's dying boy. At least that's what I'm told as I wait outside in a spanking-new white Honda Accord. </div>
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Sure enough, 15 minutes later, Ferguson emerges. A worried madre and padre follow, gratefully embracing him for paying his respects. This is Texas, not Mexico. I ask why the boy wasn't in a hospital. </div>
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"They prefer their own medicina," he says. </div>
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<b>Back in Time</b><br />
"This is about the only thing my dad gave me as a kid that I saved." Back on the front porch, Keith shows me a cherished, yellowed 1945 paperback by madcap cartoonist VIP. "This and a few old records. </div>
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"People would kid me about my large collection of blues records. That's all I listened to--I was fanatic--that and Mexican stuff. Like in sixth grade, people would bring 45s to parties, but they never wanted me to bring my Otis Rush or John Lee Hooker records." </div>
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Johnny Winter moved from Beaumont to Houston when Keith was in high school. "Since blues was all Johnny liked, these local musicians thought it would be hysterical if we got together: 'Let's put these two freaks, these two mutants together.' Johnny flipped out. He never saw that many 78s in his life. He had records, too, but I had more." </div>
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Keith Ferguson began backing Winter at small lesbian bars like Club L'mour. Ferguson was dazzled by Winter's virtuosity--it was "alarming," he says now--and often had to tell himself not to stop and stare at his playing during the middle of a song. </div>
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"We used to call him The Stork," Ferguson says. "Nobody messed with him. One night he knocked out an off-duty cop for callin' him a girl. I saw Johnny Winter fight many times, he was real strong and mean. He'd go until you quit breathing and couldn't hurt him anymore." </div>
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Ferguson made Austin his home in 1972, after his stint with Winter had ended. He moved because the aggressive Houston Police made him uncomfortable--and he wanted into The Storm, Jimmie Vaughan's old band. After a brief stint, he joined up instead with Stevie Ray Vaughan and Doyle Bramhall. </div>
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"Nobody wanted to hear us," Ferguson recalls. "Nobody." In 1975, Kim Wilson left Minnesota to play with Jimmie, and Ferguson rejoined. "We couldn't get arrested either, but we were doin' a helluva lot better than me and Stevie and Doyle did, locally. </div>
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"It was the 'Cosmic Cowboy, Willie-Waylon-and-the-Boys' outlaw town then, but we were the outlaws. People wondered how we survived: 'Well, they never work.' We were so hard-core [blues], nobody knew what to do with us. But Antone's came along, sort of saved us. At least we could get some food. They served lots of po' boy sandwiches. </div>
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"Muddy Waters heard us at Antone's. We fried him. We were told we sounded like his best band from the '50s, with Jimmy Rogers. We weren't trying to. It was innate. He went back North ravin' about us, and Jimmie started gettin' calls. So we got in our little van from Austin to Boston, nowhere in between. We started openin' for [Kansas City jump-blues revivalists] Roomful of Blues. Then it got to where they were openin' for us. People seemed astonished by us." </div>
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The Fabulous Thunderbirds were the first white blues group that didn't look and play like hippies. The T-Birds took it back 20 years. Jimmie Vaughan exorcised all the rock-guitar innovations--as if Beck, Hendrix, Clapton, Winter, and Bloomfield never existed--and threw it back to a long-abandoned spare '50s Chicago groove, more authentic than early Stones. Countless guitarists took heed. Kim Wilson applied no fake rasp to his voice, no black affectations, no phonetic imitations of slurred words. He sang it straight. </div>
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The Fabulous Thunderbirds spearheaded a reanimation that stabilized the course of blues, spawning back-to-basics bands that proliferate to this day. Blues cognoscenti even began to emulate Jimmie Vaughan's slicked-back hair and open-collar, 1950s rayon shirts, newly designed and imported from India by Trash & Vaudeville in the East Village. Ferguson's transparent camisas tripled in price at Austin clothing stores. "That's just the way we dressed in high school," Ferguson says. "The fashion of pachucos and thugs who've long since died--or gone double-knit." </div>
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"Pretty soon everyone up in Boston wanted to be us," Ferguson recalls. "We still couldn't get arrested here in Austin, but we went from floors to motels in Boston. Everyone in the band but me wanted to move to Boston. They followed the record company line: 'You guys are fine, but all you have to do is change.' They think blues is a stone to step on to get somewhere else. </div>
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"You'll notice each one of our records got more expensive to make--and more diluted, as far as I'm concerned. I thought we should have held out for an art subsidy, 'cause there wasn't anybody else out there doin' it except Roomful of Blues. But we were more primitive, playing like skeletons." </div>
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Tuff-chick/hick blues shouter Lou Ann Barton was in the T-Birds for a spell. She even married Ferguson in Rhode Island, though their union lasted only a short while. </div>
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"She told people she and I could be happy in a pile of shit," Ferguson says. "She kept a good house for a white girl her age. Since I was always gone, and she was fixin' to be, marriage would give us some sort of stability. But it worked just the opposite, blew us apart." </div>
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It's whispered that the T-Birds were the only white blues band that intimidated the Stones, for whom they opened twice at the Dallas Cotton Bowl and twice at the Houston Astrodome during the 1983 tour. Pussy flowed, perhaps more abundantly than for any mere blues group ever. "I'm the only one in the band who actually talked with girls, too." </div>
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Ferguson played bass on the essential first four Thunderbirds albums, as well as the Havana Moon collaboration with Santana. He was fired in the mid-'80s, around the period when the Thunderbirds switched to CBS Records, and began scoring on Top 40. Ferguson leveled a lawsuit at the T-Birds claiming owed money, refused to settle, and was trounced in court. To this day there is acrimony and scorched earth. </div>
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Jimmie Vaughan and Kim Wilson would not discuss Ferguson for this article. Clifford Antone says nothing for the record, other than swearing, "Jimmie Vaughan and Kim Wilson never did anything to hurt him. You can't guess at this. It's too deep. Don't even try." </div>
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Perhaps he was too bluesy, too primitive, too tattooed--The Illustrated Man, The Man With The Golden Arm--or couldn't cross borders. Maybe he got so hip, he just hipped himself right off the planet. Yet there were knock-down, drag-out shit-kicking fistfights between Keith and Kim. And these were distinguished, sharply dressed ambassadors of the blues. </div>
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"They wanted somebody else," shrugs Ferguson. "That's what [Jimmie Vaughan] told me. Just wanted to do somethin' new. So I went lookin' for other work. I found it. Anyway, I quit drinkin' liquor when I left the T-Birds, and lost 50 pounds," he claims, as if that fact made the departure a good health move. But it was 50 pounds he needed. </div>
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Break for ITT Tech commercial. A long-haired dude stands in a recording studio and preaches his testimonial: "I'm not a musician, but I work in rock and roll." </div>
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"No shit?" mutters Keith Ferguson. "I'm a musician, and I don't." </div>
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<b>Another Day in Paradise</b></div>
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The legendary out-of-work bass player arises another day to click on Real Stories of the Highway Patrol. Commissioner Maury Hannigan, our host, represents The Man--every man empowered to break Keith Ferguson's balls. This fatherly, mature voice of law enforcement embodies everything that's ever kept Ferguson down--a sprinkle of absent and abusive father, perhaps a dash of 1960s draft board, a few shakes of burr-headed gym coach; the customs officers who make Ferguson miss planes; the Austin cops who ticket local musicians unloading amps on Sixth Street; narcs who've interrogated and beaten him, who couldn't give a shit how many landmark albums he played bass on. They all form a composite of this brown-uniformed, hair-dyed, show-biz cop. </div>
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"Look, they're on a roll," observes Ferguson, as state troopers hunt down some truckdriver's roach. The next segment has New York's Finest surrounding a maniac, about to toss the Net--a humane method to capture PCP freaks. Ferguson sits transfixed as the maniac flails, rendered helpless. </div>
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"That's nothin'," comes one of Ferguson's roadside cronies. "They got a blanket called the Wrap for smelly winos, so's not to befoul the back of the squad car." </div>
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Commissioner Hannigan is back on the screen with contempt for everything Keith Ferguson stands for--the 17 individual lizard tattoos snaking up and down his right arm, his glistening "We don't need no steenking badges" gold tooth, his born-cynical sneer. Such cops were put on earth to make life miserable for Ferguson, a once studly rock star who now resembles a withering Aztec Indian, a poster boy of ethnic suspicion. </div>
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Avoiding the Highway Patrol is one reason Ferguson doesn't drive. You want the legendary Ferguson on your gig, you gotta come fetch him. "I was drivin' alone in 1970, and this big voice came outta nowhere and said, 'When you get to where your goin', you need to quit, or you're gonna die.'" </div>
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"Don't cop shows give you nightmares?" I wonder.<br />
"No. We get stopped, pulled over, and humiliated for real." Ferguson was jailed en route to a gig with the Excellos several blues bands ago. He had moved a roadblock on Sixth Street to avoid a construction detour in front of the club. </div>
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"Cops were staked out there, waiting to fight crime. They fucked with me the whole ride to the station about how I look. Textbook Batman and Robin pigology: Some little booger half my age, heavily armed, baiting me while I'm handcuffed, tells his partner, 'Would you mind takin' this down to the station?' Then he tells me, 'I don't know why you're pissed off. You're makin' $700 a night.' He thought it was a riot I only had 16 cents." </div>
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I ask him if he has picked up any tips from Hannigan.<br />
"Yeah," he responds. "Move, leave the country." </div>
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"Do you hate the French?" inquires Ms. Legere.<br />
"Only their gendarmes," answers Mr. Ferguson. </div>
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On another day's visit, I drop by the porch with New York rock diva Phoebe Legere. She straps on her "squeezey-gut" accordion, about to launch into "La Vie En Rose." Ferguson lies on the hammock. Sweet Liz Henry, who organized his house, is slumbering on the couch. Others lie across the porch in various zones of consciousness. </div>
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Il ne parle tous bas<br />
Je vois la vie en rose<br />
Ferguson opens one eye. Then the next.<br />
"Oh, I like your smile," Phoebe says.<br />
"Cost me 200 bucks," Ferguson answers. </div>
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At the very last note of the waltz, absolutely on cue, the transformer near the top of a tree that intersects the roof begins to explode. Showers of sparks rain down on the porch. Hippies scurry from all points into the front door. </div>
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Liz and Keith offer permanent residence to Ms. Legere. Some other fellow eyes the squeezey-gut, perhaps wondering how much it might fetch downtown at Rockinghorse Pawn. </div>
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Ethnic musicians have a tendency to serenade Keith Ferguson, if only to watch his spectacular, gold-toothed smile. When the Tail Gators toured with Los Lobos, there was the unforgettable image of Los Lobos circled 'round Ferguson's hotel mattress one evening to awaken him for the stage. Each had their conjunto instruments--the bajo sexto, the guitarron--like mariachis harmonizing in Ferguson's beloved Spanish. </div>
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It has been a few years since Ferguson sojourned to the guitar-making town of Paracho, in the pine-forest mountains of Michoacn. </div>
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"I never had any trouble with Mexican customs. But America's convinced everyone's bringin' back tons of dope. Don't ever say you have a plane to catch. Believe me. You might as well just arrest yourself," says Ferguson, offering one more reason he now shuns touring. "When I came back on Christmas through Houston, I brought a custom-built bass. They took me in the little room in handcuffs, just hopin' I had a plane to catch, which I did, then went through all my stuff and got smart with me. They were dyin' to incarcerate someone on Christmas Eve, but they couldn't find anything." </div>
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These days Ferguson prefers watching the Mexican soap opera Calienas De Magura (Chains of Bitterness), starring Daniella Castro, five days a week. It's set in San Miguel de Allende, his favorite town. </div>
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<b>Hawks & Doves</b></div>
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Ferguson formed the Tail Gators with Don Leady in 1984. The next five years would be his favorite stretch in a band. He co-wrote "Mumbo Jumbo," the title track to the group's best album. He says now he loved every minute of being in that band: making more money than he ever had in his career, and being able to trust his bandmates when it came time to split the take. </div>
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"You could trust everybody, [and] you got your money--a lot of it," he says now. "Don was always writin' new songs. He'd play it for us once, then we'd cut it. That's the way we did records. We worked our asses off, the physical labor of playing all night onstage. I'd be happily replete--drained--each night. Then 700 miles to the next gig. We never had a roadie. But after a while Don fixed it to where I carried a bass, Mud Cat [Smith] carried a snare and symbols, Don carried a guitar, and the clubs would furnish everything else. We'd fly to Boston, rent a car, and drive to Maine. I didn't have to pay any other creatures." </div>
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Yet, Ferguson says, he receives no royalties, "not enough to get cigarettes," from his acclaimed albums. "I got a big check the other day--three dollars and 22 cents--from BMI. Then I got a letter from [Nashville publisher] Bug Music sayin' I owed them money. It's surprising how niggardly everyone connected with the music business becomes over money. People tell you you're important, but apparently not important enough to give you money you've earned." </div>
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And then, Ferguson feels the weight of banishment from the entire Antone's blues community. Hubert Sumlin, Howlin' Wolf's old guitarist, once asked Ferguson to back him on a record that was supposed to be released by Clifford Antone's blues label. Ferguson insists Antone won't release the record because Keith is on it. </div>
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"[Clifford] just hates me," Ferguson says. "He told somebody once he can't meet a girl anywhere that doesn't like me, and it pisses him off. He redid that book, Picture of the Blues, just to get me off the cover. Me and Kim and Jimmie and Muddy Waters. They redid the cover just to get me off of it. They couldn't get me out of it, just off of it." </div>
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"Keith is a real musicologist," Clifford Antone says. "What made us friends was his love for the most lowdown music that existed." But Antone denies that the Sumlin record remains unreleased because of Ferguson, he denies omitting Ferguson's mug from the book cover, and will discuss nothing on record about their bitter relationship. </div>
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So all Ferguson's got now is this woodsy refuge surrounding his old front porch. His reclusive mother has her own home on the grounds, as did his grandmother, who recently passed on in her mid-90s. No matter how much his profession shuns him, Ferguson remains patriotic about the land. He loves the hawks flying overhead, the snakes that fetch rats, the ecosystem. </div>
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"I kept hearing someone screaming, 'Fuck you, fuck you,' deep inside my walls," Ferguson says. "I thought I was having a nervous breakdown the first few weeks." Ferguson released several gecko lizards under the house for insect control. "I'd be shaving, and suddenly from within the wall something would shriek, 'Fuck you, fuck you!' I'd whip around and cut myself...It was the geckos! </div>
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"They emit this uncanny shriek that comes out as 'fuck you' in English. They're indigenous to Laos and Cambodia. Freaked out our boys in 'Nam who thought they were Cong, cursing from the trees--'Fuck you, fuck you!' But they eat roaches, rats, mice, and do an amazingly efficient job. Don't leave over anything, no blood or tails. They breed like Catholics, grow up to 20 inches over the years." </div>
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"Aren't they also a delicacy in Southeast Asia?" asks a porch hippie.<br />
"Delicacy?" comes Ferguson. "Doesn't that word usually mean something on a stick that shouldn't be there? Something's balls, or brains?" </div>
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<b>"They call him Chago."</b><br />
Ferguson sits on his porch, beatific over bajo sexto player Santiago Almeida, or "Chago," heard playing on a scratchy Narciso Martinez conjunto record from the 1930s. It's simple folk music, but Ferguson rides some low wave underneath, inaudible to most human ears. "Listen to that tone," he says. </div>
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He leads me into his bedroom to show his new bajo sexto. Though he's hesitant to fess up, it's a Keith Ferguson model. Built on his design, he named it the Rodando. "This is the cheesiest one of the bunch that were made. Keith Hofner owns the company. A Mexican luthier now makes 'em with truss rods and contours. No two are alike."</div>
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Bajo sextos please Ferguson immensely. But they are transient, like visitors to the house, or old girlfriends. For years, Austin players have spotted his bass guitars sadly hanging in hockshops. </div>
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"I always got 'em out myself," Ferguson says. "Or else I left 'em. I don't know where people get the idea you gotta play the same bass forever. One guy bought my '52 Fender Precision, took really good care of it. I borrowed it for that Solid Senders tour to Holland, then gave it back. I brought it to watch people's reactions. It freaked 'em, because they remembered the bass, but they never seen me lookin' like I do now." </div>
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Keith Ferguson does the only sensible thing when an old tattoo fades: He gets a new one over it. A feathered serpent Aztec god adorns his left elbow-to-wrist. The 17 lizards, resembling Escher prints, run up his right arm. </div>
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"I got most of 'em so I'd remember where I'd gone," he explains. "I used to play so many different cities, everyone was so screwed up and tired, they wouldn't know where we were. But I remember gettin' each tattoo, where I was at the time, 'cause that's the thing that lasts, innit? You look down at your arm and think Spokane or Atlanta or Toronto or Seattle or Austin..."</div>
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<i style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Keith Ferguson passed away on April 29, 1997.</i></div>
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<i style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Josh Alan Friedman is author of </i><span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , "geneva" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Tales of Times Square<i>,</i> </span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">When Sex Was Dirty</span><span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , "geneva" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"> <i>& </i></span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Black Cracker: An Autobiographical Novel.</span></div>
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