hmm.. double post somehow

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I'm not an expert, but I play one on the internet.

I remember when tying to sound like Hendrix or Page, or whoever meant learning their songs, not trying to clone their equipment chain, and worrying about whether your pickups had the same number of winds, or your guitar was scratched in the same place.

Sort of how I remember when the sports page talked about how players performed, instead of how much they make.

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I'm not an expert, but I play one on the internet.

Led Zeppelin on 8 track...

The Beatles on Ed Sullivan

Schlitz and Pabst Blue Ribbon

Pink Floyd Dark Side of the Moon 8 track in quadrophonic sound with 4 speakers

Skateboarding in the storm drains

Potato guns

Long hair, afros, and mini skirts...

Borrowing your friend's Altec PA speakers and had no idea what a crossover was and what you needed it for

Sneaking in to the local Drive in Theatre to watch the original Posiedon Adventure...

Man this list could go on and on...
OH no I almost forgot
Watching Neil Armstrong walk on the Moon on our new Color TV and wondering why the picture wasn't in color...

I miss stubby beer bottles.
Then


now

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I'm not an expert, but I play one on the internet.

"Impedance" or more commonly "Impodance" condition brought on through overexuberant use of limbs by male disco dancers

While these memories don't involve specific instruments, brands or products, it's about my discovery of the power of music.

Two personal pivotal music moments I can remember better than yesterday:

Hearing Little Red Rooster by the Rolling Stones for the first time. It was in Joey Conways basement.
Really opened the mind of a sheltered white kid from Massachusetts to what blues treasures I was yet to discover.

Hearing Desolation Row by Dylan for the first time - it somehow made that part of my then unsheltered 1960's, make sense to me!

Two events separated by just a few years, yet still light years apart.
They were both very public, but intensely private at the same time.
And no, drugs weren't involved

Music has continued to move, inspire, soothe, irritate, comfort and entertain....my hats off to whoever invented it in the first place!

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Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

- Robert Frost -

These are a whole lot of memories where I can relate to each and every one. In retrospect, sometimes it seems like we were in some other happy dimension compared to the way things (musically speaking) have evolved now. And let's face it, if we could do it all over again, we probably would.

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Don't forget Schlitz and Ballentene beers.

traded in a Gold Top Les paul copy and an SG copy for a 59 Les paul Custom, (cost of copies $300 + some setup)

Drove to a concert in Indianapolis in my 2 week old Pontiac Astre, the headlights fell out, the screws just unscrewed from vibrations. Multiple problems in the two weeks I owned it.
Took the pontiac back to the dealer and traded it for a Saab 99.

Parents refused to let me go to Woodstock, felt I was too young ( they were right)

Went to a 12 hr concert, REO Speedwagon, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Kansas, Joe walsh, Styx, Aerosmith, Leo Kotke, Marshall Tucker,Fleetwood Mac, 38 special, and many I can't remember.

traded in a Gold Top Les paul copy and an SG copy for a 59 Les paul Custom, (cost of copies $300 + some setup)

Drove to a concert in Indianapolis in my 2 week old Pontiac Astre, the headlights fell out, the screws just unscrewed from vibrations. Multiple problems in the two weeks I owned it.
Took the pontiac back to the dealer and traded it for a Saab 99.

Parents refused to let me go to Woodstock, felt I was too young ( they were right)

Went to a 12 hr concert, REO Speedwagon, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Kansas, Joe walsh, Styx, Aerosmith, Leo Kotke, Marshall Tucker,Fleetwood Mac, 38 special, and many I can't remember.

My mom drove me nuts playing "Ball and Chain" by Janis Joplin, I drove her nuts playing Savoy Brown's "Hellbound Train"

My dad used to wake me for school by blasting Dark Side of the Moon by Pink Floyd.

At our gas station in Gales Ferry, these 3 guys looking worse for wear always came in for fuel, " Hey Dad!! Who are those vagrant looking creepies ??? " " Oh, be polite that's Dr. Hook"

Bell bottoms, Frye Boots, Afro hair style, would wake up in the morning half my head was flat..

Then punk rock arrived like a slap on the right side of the face and a bucket of ice cold water on the left...Wake Up ! ! ! !

I remember most of Dad’s cars did not have seat belts and the ones that did only had lap belts (Not that they ever got used)…there were no such things as child seats and most trips I laid in the back window of the sedan. I remember bicycles with one speed and skateboards with metal wheels. I remember it taking an eternity to dial a number on a rotary phone. As I sit here enjoying my coffee I remember having only a percolator pot to cook it on the stove and drinking as much grounds as coffee. I remember the medicine cabinet only ever contained the following 7 items = calamine lotion, which hazel, Vicks vapor rub, castor oil, Aspirin, milk of magnesia, and band aids. Oddly enough these 7 items cured everything.

Cheers
Bill

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(80’s Hair Metal) = A snapshot in time before Grunge ruined Rock & Roll forever!!!!

The Summer of 1969 was magic. I'm glad I was 17, going into my Sr. year in high school. A new Gibson EB0 Bass, $350.00 off the wall at the old MAE Music Store in Ft. Lauderdale, FL. The Beatles Abbey Road album, and seeing the local band Echo at the Armory dances.

Pathfinder shoes, they had a compass in the heel and the footprint of various kinds of animals, fox, bear, dear etc on the soles

"Sock Hops" in the gym on Fri. nights with guys playing "Louie Louie" and "The Letter".
Laying in bed and listening to a "transistor radio" with the single ear plug to songs like "Do You Believe in Magic" and "Love Potion # 9".
Learning to play guitar licks on an old Silvertone that my granddaddy rescued from the attic from my uncle's early days and put Black Diamond strings on.
Taking the tubes from my '56/'57 Tweed Champ to the drugstore tester to see which one was bad.
Etc....very good days!

those of us who were around the music scene in the 60's can relate to "that thing you do". i can remember going to shows in the area that featured many groups. they had a number of different stages set up in a building. while 1 band was seting up on a stage, someone else was playing on another- nonstop music. security was basically non-existent- you could literally be a few feet away from most acts.

i saw many bands that went on to be more famous, and a few who faded quickly. some of the bands i remember seeing were the "O'jays" and the "1910 fruitgum company". i think the the "ohio express" was there too, but that was a long time ago.

these shows are what made me want to be part of a band- something i did for about 10 years after that.