These guys crack me up. Even forty years later. Even after having been separated four decades, these guys are still brothers under the skin, and they are brothers. They lived as brothers and fought as brothers and even had various “heads of state” treat them as brothers whilst trying to keep them from getting screwed as a band. You look at the films and read the books of bands back in the late sixties and early seventies, you might think that life was all getting stoned and getting laid and flowers-in-your-hair, but that’s all surface.
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Frank Gutch Jr: Notary Sojac: The Band and the Legend, Plus Notes…..
Posted in Opinion with tags bob koski, chris bliss, chris eckman, DBAWIS, dirtmusic, Don't Believe a Word I Say, doug ness, drippy moon, Frank Gutch Jr., gary heffern, gary minkler, hannah miller, Indie Artists, Indie Music, jim lowry, little trailer ruby, music, Notary Sojac, Providence, rainier sunbust, Records, red dress, Sand, Skyboys, steve koski, terri moeller, Terri Tarantula, The Pacific Northwest, the quirks, the weeds, tioga sessions, tom kell, tom mckmeekan, weeden, will herold on May 28, 2013 by segariniFrank Gutch Jr: Picture The Ocean— What Portland Missed (including more views on venues and musicians)… The Positive Side of Bottomfeeding (Hits Most of Us Missed)… and Notes You Can Put in the Bank…..
Posted in Opinion with tags Barclay James Harvest, Braam Brothers, Damnation, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Emitt Rhodes, Frank Gutch Jr., Gypsy, Hoodoo Gurus, Hydra, Ian Matthews, If, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Jane Gowan, Jeff Finlin, Keith Morris & The Crooked Numbers, Lake, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Michael Stanley Band, Mike Berry, music, Picture The Ocean, Poor Young Things, Providence, Radio Van Gogh, Rick Nelson, Segarini Band, Shade, Sydney Wayser, Tarney/Spencer Band, Terry Scott, The Hounds, The Minnows, The Records, The Sights, Wayne Berry, Yipes!! on August 29, 2012 by segarini
With a nod to Neil Young: “’Live music is better’ bumper stickers should be issued!” God knows how few of us realize what we are missing out there these days. The bars and taverns and music listening rooms are being stocked with an amazing array of excellent artists and we are either sitting at home with our fingers up our ass or hanging out in some bar with no music beyond that hooked up to stereo speakers on walls, bitching about there being no good music. For all of you who do that (and you know you do), I have a finger for you and you can bet which one.
Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 