Today, July 22, is Bobby Sherman’s birthday. Bobby was a late ’60’s/early ’70’s teenybopper idol who had a number of hits, including “La La La,” probably released in late ‘69. We recorded the trax for it on Sept. 19 of that year at Columbia Studios (my journal has the words “Metro Media” penned in next [...]
Shawn Elliott with then-girlfriend Donna Murphy and my son, Max, ca. 1988.
Distinguished stage, film and tv actor and close friend Shawn Elliott has finally returned to his Upper West Side digs after a week-long stay at Lenox Hill Hospital for colon blockage and related abdominal problems. Though Elliott’s name is not a household word, you’d [...]
Greg & Al at Borders – June 26
Don’t know why I hide almost all my current, mid-2010, real-time performing efforts under a bushel, but I do. Here’s one I almost forgot.
Greg Connors and I played a gig two Saturday nites ago at the Borders in Mt. Kisco to a small but enthusiastic audience. It wasn’t [...]
Memory still seeping from brain. Missed the late Clarence White’s birthday on June 7. I’m lucky to make it before July 7. I don’t have a tickler file, but I will now. Well, I’ll try to learn how to set one up so I don’t do this anymore. I don’t like missing birthdays like Clarence’s, [...]
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Today, May 25, is kind of special to me. It’s the late Albert King’s birthday (April 25, 1923 – December 21, 1992). Our band, Evergreen Blueshoes (q.v. in these pages) opened for Albert during one of our WHISKEY A’GO-GO stints, June 19-23, 1968.
It was the closest up I’d ever gotten to a great practitioner in [...]
I finished my part on the film I’ve been talking about, “Second Hand,” (as it now seems to be called) a few days ago when I re-recorded my lines in the studio in upper Manhattan. This was necessary because the dialog from the location shoot was buried so deep in ambient noise the editor couldn’t [...]
Fender Mustang, ca 1964
The next time I saw Jerry after the truck op I told you about (see “Truckin’ with Jerry,” four posts back) was at his dump somewhere in LA. He and the rest of the Grateful Dead were renting a big old wood frame in a seedy part of the city, but that’s [...]
Did a little acting job last Thursday. Portrayed an aging sax player whose practice session under the George Washington bridge is interrupted by a wayward yuppie running from the cops. It’s an indie, with all the hopes and heartaches that will probably come with it, but the writer/director/producer, Jarrett Robertson, seems to have some chops, [...]
The first time I saw Jerry Garcia after our Bluegrass days in Berkeley was one nite in his sound truck, parked somewhere in LA, I cannot remember where. My friend, Lonnie Feiner, who had introduced us a couple yrs before that, thinks it was in a scary part of town, which would mean either East [...]
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