Oh, it’s gorgeous on the porch this morning! The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and it’s not cold enough to kill you! It’s all good, says I and Lord Farlsworth. Bring on the Spring!
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Frank Gutch Jr: They Will Never Pass This Way Again— Musicians We Lost in 2013, Part One; Plus Notes…..
Posted in Opinion with tags Alan Meyers, Alan o’Day, Amy & Derrick Ross, Amy Helm, Big Bopper, Bobby Rogers, Buddy Holly, Cowboy Copas, DBAWIS, Deanna Durbin, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Eric Kitteringham, Faye Hunter, Frank Wess, gary minkler, Hank Williams, Hawkshaw Hawkins, Indie Artists, Indie Music, J.J. Cale, J.W. Hodgkinson, Jackie Lomax, Jewel Akens, Jim Hall, Jimmy O'Neill, john orsi, Jon Gomm, Kirsti Gholson, Larry Verne, Mac Curtis, Magic Slim, Marshall Lytle, Mindy McCready, Musicians, Noel Harrison, Ohio Express, Ohio Players, Patsy Cline, Patti Page, Piano 'C' Red, Ray Dolby, Ray Manzarek, rebecca pidgeon, Records, Rick Huxley, Ricthie Valens, Robert Zildjian, Storm Thorgerson, Tandyn Almer, The Cookies, The Fendermen, The Five Stairsteps, The Lettermen, The Spinners, Tompall Glaser, Tony Sheridan, Van Cliburn, Vincent Montana Jr. on January 16, 2014 by segarini
The first time I think I even thought about death was when Hank Williams died back in 1952. New Year’s Eve it was, but I only remember the headlines. I was five years old and Hank was a regular part of my day. Dad, the curator of the famous Gutch record collection, had only a few records at that time and Never Again (Will I Knock On Your Door) was one of them. I loved that song so much that I begged and begged Dad to play it every time he headed toward the record player and, usually, he obliged. I remember Dad humming along in a grunting kind of way, almost as if the music was going to bust out of him at any moment, but it seldom did. Dad was a lot like myself in that when the music was playing, singing along seemed a lack of respect.
Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 