I have this very large book sitting on my shelf titled Canada: A Modern History. At the time I purchased it, I was beginning a journey into Canadian literature thanks to a bookstore in Seattle known as Magus, a large store in the University District of Seattle containing books of all sizes and flavors, mostly paperbacks. I had stumbled upon this book quite by chance at the first Friends of the Library sale I attended upon arriving in Seattle and, having this unquenched thirst for what I now know as America’s Hat, purchased it on a whim.
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Frank Gutch Jr: What Do You Say, Ray?— Music Anyone Can (and Should) Read… Plus Notes
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Blue Ash, Books, Buzzy Linhart, Country Dick Montana, Crawdaddys, Dan McLain, DBAWIS, Dead Beat Poets, Dead Boys, Dinettes, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Du Bellows, Ed Robbins, five americans, Frank Gutch Jr., Frank Secich, gary heffern, Getting Nowhere Fast, Glory, Gris de Lin, High Strung, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Marla, Michael Packer, Michael Rabon, music, music videos, No Small Children, Penetrators, Ray Brandes, Records, Ron Silva, segarini, Sunday Lane., Tell-Tale Hearts, The Auras, Ton House, Unknowns, Woody Guthrie, Woody Guthrie and Me, Zeros on February 23, 2016 by segarini
The quote in the header is from Frank Secich‘s Circumstantial Evidence, a look back at a life which could easily have been one long stint at various penal institutions instead of sixties and seventies music venues. Secich (pronounced SESS-ich, by the way) admits in his book that he was on the cusp but never really made the leap, thanks to music and the people involved with it. One such person was Ray Chizmar, a musician and early idol to Secich who would always greet him with “What do you say, Ray?” to which Chizmar replied “Whatcha got in the bank, Frank?”
Roxanne Tellier – Books, Music and Stuff!
Posted in Opinion with tags 1984., agoraphobic, Aldous Huxley, Bernie Taupin, bibliomaniac, Bob Segarini, book monster, Books, Brave New World, Craigslist, David Bowie’s Diamond Dogs, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, e-books, Elton John, entertainment, freecycle, George Carlin, George Orwell, hoarder, internet, J.R.R. Tolkien, Leonard Cohen, library, Lolita, music, musician, Nabokov, organized, pack rats, Pagliacci, poet, Rammstein, Ray Bradbury, Roxanne Tellier, Smoky Robinson, Sophie’s Choice, Stephen King, Sting, stuff, The Ant and the Grasshopper, The Ramones, The Smashing Pumpkins and deadmau5 have all written about soma, The Strokes, Toronto on February 1, 2015 by segarini“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.” – The Hobbit, J.R.R. Tolkien
Since I’m effectively agoraphobic during winter, it seems like a good time to turn my attention to this mess around me that I’ve accumulated, and scan through the wee bits of paper on which I’ve written a germ of an idea, usually accompanied by an *asterisk* and several exclamation points!!! I just have to haul them out from under the weight of the newspaper clippings, flyers, magazines, library books and paper backs they’ve landed under, over and in between.
Frank Gutch Jr: If You Don’t Like To Read, Maybe You’re Reading The Wrong Stuff: Books On Music… Plus Notes
Posted in Opinion with tags American Sound Studios, Bill C. Malone, Books, Cat Piano, Chips Moman, Chris & Gileah Taylor, Creekside Strays, DBAWIS, Death of a Rebel, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Don't Get Above Your Raisin', era for a moment, Frank Gutch Jr., gary minkler, Gene Clark, Gerald Early, High School Sweetheart, High Strung, Ian Thomas, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Johj Broven, John Einarson, jud norman, Memphis Boys, Michael Rabon, Motown, Mr. Tambourine Man, music, Music Industry Books, Nelson George, One Nation Under a Groove, Papa Don Schroeder, Phil Ochs, RCA Records, Records, red dress, Research Turtles, South to Louisiana, The Death of Rhythm & Blues, The Five Americans, Ticktockman, Tommy Cogbill, University of Illinois Press, University Press of Mississippi, Where Did Our Love Go?, Xprime on February 4, 2014 by segariniI worked with a guy for four or five years who had never read a book after college. He read, he just didn’t read books (which had me scratching my head until I developed a bald spot). Books have always been part of my life. As a child and even toddler, books were a never ending source of pleasure. So how is it, I ask myself, that people hate to read? And I think I have found the answer. They haven’t found anything which, to them, is worth reading. Books are like music in the forest for the trees idiom. There are so damn many choices, one has no idea where to start. Well, for people who love music, the obvious starting point is books about music (or would that be “are”?). Like soul? Find a book about soul music. Love country? There are tons of biographies of country artists, past and present, and even books about country’s musical past. Blues? The same. Rock? Too many to count.