But before we get started, it’s time once again to plug one of my favorite bands of all-time— those crazy elementary school teachers who change into demonic rockers at night: No Small Children. Coming off of a successful run playing the title tune from the movie Ghostbusters II, they pluck another rocker out of the air and it’s a beaut! Lay back (if you can) and listen to what the percentage of us not tied to our iThings are hearing. I Feel Better!!!
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Frank Gutch Jr: T Bone. Got it? He’s from T exas… Glenn Patscha To Release Ten Year Old Album Because It’s a Killer!…plus NotesPosted in Opinion, Review with tags All Fires the Fire, Alpha Band, Anna Cordell, Bob Dylan, Brian Cullman, Chet Flippo, Clive Davis, David Bullock, DBAWIS, Death Hoax, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Donovan Woods, Frank Gutch Jr., Gilmore Girls, glenn patscha, Guy Clark, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Lloyd Sachs, music videos, No Small Children, Obscura Hail, Ollabelle, Phil White, Radney Foster, Records, Rollin' Thunder Revue, Scott Fraser, segarini, Songs from the Jefferson Highway, Space Opera, Sweet Home Oregon, Sycamore Creek, T-Bone Burnett, Tamara Saviano, the curtis mayflower, Whistler Chaucer Detroit & Greenhill on February 14, 2017 by segarini
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I received an email this morning from Brian Cullman. He claims he is writing a book. For the past number of years— in fact since I “met” him in May of 2011— I have been pushing him to write a book. My exact words over the years have been, “Brian, you should write a book,” to which he inevitably would reply, “I’ve thought about it but I don’t think there is enough there” or something to that effect. I prodded him again this morning and, lo and behold, he said he is doing it. Or going to do it. Or is thinking about maybe doing it. You can never tell what the guy is thinking. Sometimes I think he thinks too much.
I got a haircut the other day and the guy before me asked for white sidewalls. For those who don’t know, white sidewalls is a euphemism for a buzzcut which pretty much eliminates hair from neck to crown. Marines are poster boys for the style and I jerked my mental knee and mentioned The Marines. Yes, he said, I was a Marine. I looked closely at him and I could see a hard life written on his face, the cracks deep and ancient. His life hadn’t been easy.
That is how I picture Holmes— tuxedoed, debonair, suave, in control. He started out a folkie— sang with The Serendipity Singers, in fact, though I can hardly hear his voice in any kind of ensemble. It is slightly rough and textured but with a real edge definitely unique. One single by The Singers (“What Will We Do With the Child”) was released with that voice but it did not chart. It did warrant a solo artist contract, though, and Holmes recorded one. It unfortunately never made it to press,
It isn’t easy. To most of you it must look that way. Six, eight paragraphs about a band or an album, a few videos picked up off the Net. Two hours, tops. On the columns which didn’t go so well, maybe fifteen minutes (and a six pack of beer, after re-reading a few of them). But it isn’t easy and it takes me a lot longer than you might think. There have been times I’ve written five drafts and finally submitted the sixth out of pure frustration. Three, four days and not a thing to show for it. And then there have been the three hour jobs—- the ones in which I elucidate about the days of transistor radios and Fender amps (they were king when I was young). Unfortunately, those are few and far between.
He is! And I will tell you why! Read this— the beginning of an email he titled 7 Short Notes on Sandy Denny. Wait! I shouldn’t. You see, Brian is a good friend and lets me in on creative works long before they are ready for public consumption. Some works. Sure, some are just one-liners, but always one-liners of consequence. Others are long and involved thoughts squeezed through fingers or thumbs (unlike myself, he has mastered the craft of the smartphone), dancing around topics but never reaching the core, leaving that task to others.
But first, Brian Cullman has a pretty cool video I would like you to watch. He just released his first album in some years (The Opposite of Time) and is actually attempting to put a band together to play a few live gigs. This is something you don’t want to miss, though the audience may be limited to New York where Brian lives. Anyway, just so you know what Brian has to offer, watch this!