A Tuna Melt is the ultimate comfort food sandwich, especially if you spend a little and make it with the good stuff. Flavorful tuna fish salad, slices of sharp cheddar cheese, and freshly sliced tomatoes all melted together in a skillet on a thick, crispy golden bread. Your favorite chips, a crisp pickle, and a good beer. And the game. What else is there.
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Chef Tom Melts a Tuna
Posted in COVID 19, Food, life, music, Opinion, Recipe, Review with tags Bob Segarini, Chef Tom, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Roy Orbison, San Francisco, Tuna Melt on November 21, 2020 by segariniDoug Thompson: HAL BLAINE – DANCE TO THE DRUMMER MAN!
Posted in Opinion with tags Art Garfunkel. Roy Halee, Benny Benjamin, Bill Drake, Bob Segarini, Bobby Darin, Charlie Watts, Cherry Cola's, D.J. Fontana, Dave Clark, DBAWIS, Denny Tedesco, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Doug Thompson, Ginger Baker, Hal Blaine, Jay & The Americans, John Bonham, John Lennon, Karen Carpenter, Keith Moon, Larry Evoy, LORNE GREENE, Motown, music, Neil Diamond, Neil Peart, Paul Simon, Phil Collins, Phil Spector, Records, Ringo Starr, Roy Orbison, Sheila E, Stewart Copeland, Terry Melcher., The Byrds, The Wrecking Crew, Tommy Roe, Tommy Tedesco on February 16, 2015 by segariniMy last blog on January 26th on “The Wrecking Crew” documentary went through the roof in terms of readership, so Boss Segarini tells me. I think that’s mainly because Denny Tedesco, the Director of the documentary about the session musicians of the ‘60’s and ‘70’s, re-posted it to his list of contacts.
Doug Thompson: “(WE’RE GONNA) ROCK AROUND THE CLOCK” AGAIN
Posted in Opinion with tags American Film Institute, American Graffiti, Bill Haley and The Comets, Bill Haley and The Saddlemen, Bill Haley with Haley’s Comets, Billboard Magazine, Billie Holiday, Billy Crystal, Blackboard Jungle, Cashbox, Dave Prater, DBAWIS, Dean Martin, Denny Doherty, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Doris Day, Doug Thompson, Ed Sullivan, Eddie Fisher, Elvis Presley, Frank Sinatra, Gene Clark, Gene Pitney, George Clooney, George Lucas, Glenn Ford, Grammy Hall of Fame, Halley’s Comet., Happy Days, International Astronomers Union, James Myers, Jim Dawson, Jimmy De Knight, jo stafford, John Phillips, Johnny Clifton and His String Band, Jr. Walker, Kay Starr, Kitty Kallen, Lionel Hampton, Louis Armstrong., Louis Jordan, Mary Wells, Max C. Freedman, Mike Smith, Milt Gabler, Motown, music, Nat King Cole, New Musical Express, Patti Page, Peggy Lee, Perry Como, Peter Ford, Pythian Temple, Records, Rock and Roll, Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, Rolling Stone Magazine, Rosemary Clooney, Roy Orbison, Sam & Dave), segarini, The Andrew Sisters, the Dave Clark Five, The Four Aces of Western Swing, The Ink Spots, The Weavers, Tony Bennett on November 17, 2014 by segariniThis column is the first of what hopefully, will become more of a regular one on DBAWIS by yours truly. My intention (and we all know what happens to intentions, especially good ones) is to take a closer look at some of the hit records and hit makers from the rock era using some of my interview archives.
Roxanne Tellier: I Like Dreaming …
Posted in Opinion with tags Aretha Franklin, Billy Ocean, California Dreaming, Cheap Trick, Crowded House, Dan Hartman, Day Dreaming, DBAWIS, Don Cornelius, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Dream Weaver, Dreaming, Dreams, Eurythmics, Galway Bay, Gary Wright, Glen Campbell, Hall and Oates, Heart, John Lennon, Katy Perry, Kenny Nolan, Mama Cass, Marilyn Manson, music, Patsy Cline, Records, Roxanne Tellier, Roy Orbison, Sh-Boom, Soul Train, Supertramp, Sweet Dreams, The Crew Cuts, The Electric Prunes, The Mamas and the Papas, The Moody Blues, Wildest Dreams on October 2, 2013 by segariniThose who know me too well say I’m an “insta crash.” I have the ability to fall asleep in the most awkward of places and the strangest of times. It’s a gift.
And I dream. I dream in colour, the dreams have plot lines, no matter how insane, and if I don’t like my dream, I can wake up, figure out how to change the plot, and fall back asleep to finish off the story. In the words of that insipid 1977 Kenny Nolan song, I like dreaming. And I do it very well.