When I wrote this past week’s column about the Pacific Northwest music scene (read it here), I left it feeling as if it wasn’t quite done. You may have gotten an idea of what it was like but unless you lived it, you don’t. I knew my little corner of the Willamette Valley and I am sure that Seattle people my age knew Seattle and Portland people knew Portland, but if you weren’t there it was a different planet. I came to that realization while re-watching the documentary which highlighted the aforementioned column— the one laying out EJD Enterprises and the part Ed Daugherty played in the lives of so many musicians and teens back in the sixties’ Willamette Valley of Oregon.
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Frank Gutch Jr: The Pac Northwest— Redux….. In the Way of Explanation
Posted in Opinion with tags city zu, DBAWIS, Don & The Goodtimes, Don Gallucci, Don't Believe a Word I Say, EJD Enterprises, Eugene Pop Festival, fats domino, Frank Gutch Jr., Indie Artists, Indie Music, Jack Ely & The Courtmen, Merrilee & The Turnabouts, Merrilee Rush, music, music videos, Pacific Northwest Bands, Peter Blecha, Records, The Dominions, The Kingsmen, Tiny Tony & The Statics, touch on June 27, 2014 by segariniFrank Gutch Jr: Up-and-Comers for 2013, Why All the Covers, Mental Tracks, and Notes…..
Posted in Opinion with tags carl anderson, city zu, copper & glass, cross & ross, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, edmund & leo, elks in paris, era for a moment, Eric Lichter, fauntella crow, fotheringay, Frank Gutch Jr., funnel cloud, hem, hymn for her, Ian Hunter, Indie Artists, Indie Music, jim henman, Jon Gomm, Ken Stringfellow, Kim Grant, Laurie Biagini, Lisa Parade, little steven, Maxine Dunn, michael fennelly, music, nadas, No Small Children, peace in the end, Phillip Goodhand-Tait, randy hansen, Records, rich mcculley, sally ellyson, seafair bolo records, the curtis mayflower, The Lonely Wild, the young men, when I'm president on February 20, 2013 by segarini
Remember when I said 2012 was the best year ever in music? 2013 is even at this early date biting 2012 on the ass. Artists are lining up with what I am sure is going to be a run and a half of outstanding and, in some cases, mindblowing offerings. Rather than wait and write about them pretty much after the fact, let us dig in now in a sort of anticipatory way, shall we?
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