Some things just will not let go. Seven years ago I discovered the Research Turtles. For the last two, I had hoped for a reunion. I now know it will not happen. Even if they got back together, they would be a different band. They have grown as individuals and probably matured musically beyond that band and could never capture what they once had, but for five years I envisioned success and that period gave me hope in a world pretty much without hope, the music business morphing into something beyond my recognition, the Eks and the Westergrens of the world using what I consider stolen music to build huge bank accounts for themselves and others off of the labor of musicians. That Research Turtles do not today exist is not surprising, for who would want to hand their creations to someone else for a pittance while they made millions.
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Frank Gutch Jr: Earlier, On Planet Normanium (Part One)— Research Turtles Redux and Baseball As We Never Knew It; Plus N-n-n-notes!
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Angharad Drake, DBAWIS, Dead Horses, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Fielder's Choice, Fleetwood Mac, Frank Gutch Jr., Gooseball, Great American Canyon Band, Gypsy, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Jack Lee, Joe Norman, jud norman, KSHE, music, music videos, Normanium, Otis Clay, Peter Green, radio, Records, Research Turtles, Rick Norman, Robocobra Quartet, Rumer, segarini, Shook Twins, Starting an Earthquake, Sweet Home Oregon, Terry Manning, The Chicago Coalition For the Homeless, Thom Hell, Trevor Hall, Will Varley on November 8, 2016 by segariniFrank Gutch Jr: The Millennial Kickstart!!!, Life In Proctorville— We The People’s Wayne Proctor Talks Sixties Music Scene in Florida, Plus Notes and Vids!!!!!
Posted in Opinion with tags Bongo Boy Records, David Deacon, DBAWIS, dirtmusic, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Florida, Frank Gutch Jr., Hugo Race, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Jana Peri, jud norman, Kickstarter, Music Millennium, music videos, No Small Children, Portland, Records, Research Turtles, Terry Currier, The Coachmen, The Drifters, The Nation Rocking Shadows, The Trademarks, Wayne Proctor, We the People on March 5, 2014 by segariniWelcome to the new Millennium, ladies and gentlemen, and in this case, the new Music Millennium. I don’t have to go into details to explain the situation with record stores these days (okay— “music” stores, but they will always remain record stores to me). They are struggling, even the biggest of them. Even the best of them. Even Portland, Oregon’s legendary Music Millennium. Sure, they’re hanging on and doing better since the recent vinyl revival, but hanging on is not what owner Terry Currier wants. Hanging on is the least that he wants. And he has never been one to pocket money, either. Most of what Terry has made over the past 45 years he has put either back into his store or used toward something to strengthen the music community. And not just that of Portland. He has stepped beyond that city more than once, mainly in a capacity to organize indie record stores.
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.
Frank Gutch Jr: Research Turtles: An Update, The Digital Streaming Wars Heat Up, Plus Notes…..
Posted in Opinion with tags andrew davenhall, atoms for peace, bandcamp weekly, copyright act of 1976, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, erin lunsford, Fire Tapes, flamethrowers, Frank Gutch Jr., hannah gillespie, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Jon Gomm, jud norman, Kink Ador, Lisbee Stainton, music, Nick Holmes, No Small Children, Pandora, planting seeds sampler, real gone music, Records, Research Turtles, Spotify, thom yorke, toxic melons, Warhen on July 23, 2013 by segariniI thought Research Turtles had a solid chance. I really did. They had everything going for them— solid music, a great attitude, a growing following. Evidently, though, you need more than music and attitude in today’s music world. You need a honey boo-boo (whatever that is) or need to be a two year old master of the guitar or something. I told Jud that. He said it was too late, that he was already past the age of incredulity. It ain’t easy being an adult.