Thursday, June 04, 2009

I've always enjoyed the stories about your road trips, so I thought I'd tell you about ours.

and I traveled 4,300 miles and were gone 20 days.

We left Eufaula about nine o'clock and made it to the outskirts of Knoxville,where we spent the first night
before heading to Lexington, Kentucky.

We made no reservations and no concrete plans but winging it
was part of the adventure and we loved it.

The horse farms around Lexington are beautiful. Riding around in the country is right up our alley, so the narrow roads
lined with ancient stone fences kept us occupied the first afternoon. Most of the stables were fancier than any house in our area.
The next morning, on Derby day, we left the Hampton Inn at six o'clock and headed for Keeneland to have breakfast at the track kitchen with the jockeys,trainers,and owners. The kitchen is open to the public.
Even though the Kentucky Derby was eighty miles away in Louisville, 25,000 people packed into Keeneland Racetrack to watch
the event on big screens. Keeneland is where most of the Derby horses were bought at auction, trained, and boarded. Gloria and
I took a tour to their training facility where we stood by the training track fence and watched the horses run.

Standing a few feet from
a world class thoroughbred running full speed is awe inspiring.

We left Kentucky and headed across Ohio, then northward, on our way to Niagara Falls, New York and Niagara On Lake Ontario.
Gloria had never seen the falls and I was excited about seeing them again with her.
We stayed in Niagara N.Y. and got our first
look at the falls from the American side.

What a sight !!!

Now I know what inspired "HOW GREAT THOU ART".
The spectacle brought
tears to our eyes.

The next morning we crossed the border into Ontario.
Everyone told us the falls were more impressive looking
from the Canadian side and we agree.
We donned the provided plastic rain suits and boarded the MAID OF THE MIST.

This boat
and others like it have taken tourist to the base of the falls since 1890.

Niagara On The Lake,Ontario is a cool little town with it's
quaint shops and restaurants.
The George Bernard Shaw Theatre attracts people from all over world to this town.
The Shaw Festival
is famous for it's theatrical presentations and rivals the Falls as an attraction.

We chose Lancaster Pa. and the Amish country as our next destination. Driving down through upstate New York, in the
foothills of the Catskills, we had an unexpected adventure. We started looking for a motel about five o'clock that afternoon, but
that mountain road was void of anything but an occasional country store with a rusting gas pump.

By six we began to get worried.

No motels, no hotels, no restaurants, and no road signs advertising one just ahead.

Finally I saw a small, dilapidated sign advertising Chestnut

It had an arrow pointing toward a narrow road.
We drove down that abandoned looking road about two miles when Gloria said "Oh no
we're headed to the Bates Motel!!!!"

Trudging on, we started seeing welcomed signs of life.
Through the trees, we could see a lake with
beautiful homes surrounding it.
At last, we saw Chestnut Inn on the shore of idyllic Lake Oquaga.

We went in and asked for a room, to find
that we were the first guest of the season. [ed. note: the Wiregrass early bird gets the worm!]

They were only open because they were preparing for a large Mother's Day celebration coming up.

This place was first class,double first class-
Fine china and silver adorning every table and a full staff serving no one but us for dinner.

We learned that New Yorkers have been vacationing here since 1928.
They've built beautiful homes on the lake and had their weddings and
parties at the Inn.

What a well kept secret !!!!

What a find !!!!

Lucky us !!!!!

You know you're in Lancaster, Pennsylvania when you start seeing horse drawn buggies on the roads.

This is the oldest Amish community
in the U.S.

We took a tour through the Amish farm area and found it fascinating.
The farm country is the prettiest we've ever seen, and that's
saying a lot, since we'd recently seen the Kentucky horse farms.

The people are plain,with the women all dressing alike and the men with their
beards and black hats.

The word tidy is an understatement when it comes to their farms and homes.

Everyone lives by a strict set of rules.

Surprisingly, ninety four percent of the children come back to the Amish faith and lifestyle, even though they are given their freedom at 17.

Most of the kids leave home and sow their wild oats.
Some of them buy cars, only to give them up when they make the choice to rejoin the

We visited their stores where they sold quilts, homemade cakes and cookies, and all manner of Amish memorabilia.

Amish restaurants
serve their food family style, reminding me of Sunday dinner at Grandma's house.

Our afternoon rides through the farmland are something
we'll never forget.

The spot where Lincoln delivered the Gettysburg address is one the most sacred spots in this country.

We arrived in Gettysburg
too late in the day to do anything but check into another Hampton Inn and have dinner in a local restaurant.

The next morning we
stood right where Lincoln delivered his short but historic speech.

Driving through the Gettysburg battlefield we realized what a tragedy
the Civil War was.

Thousands of men, both Yanks and Rebels, died brutal deaths here.
Hand to hand combat was the order of the day.

It was the battle with the most casualties of the war [51,000] and the beginning of the end for the South.[ed. note: new research argues that Gettysbury & Vicksburg had little impact upon public opinion during the Civil War]

We headed toward Williamsburg, Jamestown, and Yorktown,Virginia for more American history. The museums and re-creation of
these townships would make a terrorist feel patriotic.

The hardships those patriots endured is hard to imagine.

Gloria walked me until
I had blisters on my feet.

After two or three days, I had enough history and we headed south toward Cape Hatteras and the outer banks.

By this time, we were getting road weary and a little homesick.

We drove through Kitty Hawk and all along the extreme east coast.

We were amazed at
the velocity of the wind and understood why the Wright Brothers picked this area.

Cape Hatteras is serenely beautiful and the windblown
sand dunes looked like a moonscape.

One of these days we're going back to do more exploring.

We pointed our car toward Eufaula, looking forward to seeing our dog Sadie and beautiful Thomas Mill Creek.

We started planning our
next road trip as we headed home .

Buddy Buie

Buie & Justo in Tampa Bay

My musical odyssey took another turn, by way of a close friend named Ed Rothchild, whom I met here in San Francisco, early 70's.
He was a generous man, and loved company. He was one of the pioneers of computer chips, and by the time I met him, he was wealthy beyond belief, and generous to a fault, if his friends were concerned. He had left National Semiconductors over some flap, and was a man of leisure when I met him. He loved to fill his car with friends, and take us on unbelievable drives up and around the Bay Area, sound blasting opera, concertos, and anything else Classical. I'll say now, he was my main mentor for learning Classical music, and had over 5000 LP's in his modest apartment, a library of music few will ever know. He loved to record them for his car, and had a huge library under the driver's seat and glove box, replete with a typed out "menu" of what he had.
One day in 1974, he asked if I wanted to accompany him to Los Angeles, for a convention of electronics, and I accepted.
I saw prototypes of what was to become CD's, and DVD's, a sensation at that time, and highly revolutionary for the stilted format of phonograph records we all collected. I had no idea I was seeing the future of musical formats.
As if the convention wasn't enough, he suggested we "drop by", and have a visit with his brother. We pulled up to the Warner/Electra studios, there in LA, and I walked blindly into his brother and engineer, melting down some work done by the "Outlaws".
I was amazed! It was the same studio Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison, and others had their first, and on occasion, last sessions. It's also in both movies Rothchild was associated with The Rose, and The Doors, with it's song booth all the way in the back.
We spent over 7 hours there, strong coffee, cocaine, and high grade pot offered every turn, as they "melted" down one tune, done by the Outlaws. I was amazed at the dexterity of the engineer, Fritz Richmond, and he took a liking to my natural inquisition to the whole process. Did you ever see an engineer cut 3 feet of 30ips tape, drape it around his shoulders, and never miss a lick on the soundtrack? I did, and was in hawg heaven. I asked about the power that drove the massive speakers in the control room, so he showed me a stack of Crown Dc-300's. When I suggested the notion of what was called "four way sound", he promptly put on a cut of BREAD, recorded there in full quad, possibly the best sound I ever heard. Those people were pieces of memories I'll never forget, never forgetting my roots in hand on band activity at an early age, my love of music, or the people who made it possible.
Tonight, I watched "The Doors", a movie I've not seen in some time, and saw Paul Rothchild in a cameo role, as an assistant, backstage of Whiskey A-Go-Go, with a performance of the real Rothchild played by another actor.
It's strange when you see a person in a movie where you recall the fact "I knew him".


I discovered your blog several months ago looking on google for pictures of the Allman Joys. I couldn't believe the stuff you had on there. I grew up in Pensacola and I knew the Sandpipers and used to hang out at their house before they hooked up with the Allman Joys. Two of my friends were dating Charlene Kilpatrick and the other girl, not her sister. I remember the Allman Joys playing the Sahara club fairly often. I was too young (15) to go there, but it was always a big deal on one of the local radio stations and they broadcast live from the club, when they were there. I would listen in bed on my transistor radio earplug. Also saw the Allmans as the Hourglass at the Electric Experience, a teen club owned by Fran Kilpatrick. That's also where I first saw the Candymen. Man they blew me away. I also saw them at the Place, a teen dance thing on Pensacola Beach. Wow. They are the best cover band I've ever heard. I've learned a lot from your blog that I didn't know.
I played guitar in a Pensacola band. We were like second tier so not that well known, but we hung out with most of the musicians around and coming through town. We played Milton, Ft. Walton Beach and a few other areas around. I have a lot of memories of that time. If you'd like me to share my experiences on your blog, I'd be happy to do so. Just let me know how.
By the way, I'm 59, but still am 16 in my head.

I may post tonight & if I do, I'll use your post.
Hey, I'm 59 too.
Anything you gotta say I'll publish.
Rodney Justo, lead singer of the Candymen, still hates Papa Don's guts.

Any Papa Don Schroeder stories will be appreciated.
Here's a Pensacola story from '63 or '64.

I was in the eighth grade in '63 about the time that Wallace took his stand in the schoolhouse door ,the B'ham waterhose riots and the church bombing that killed the four little girls.

To say the least, racial tensions were high here in Alabama.

That fall I was in my first year as manager of the Young Junior High School Baby Tigers football team. During the two years I was manager, we never lost a game and we played bigger junior highs in Montgomery, Panama City, Tallahassee and Pensacola.

The thing that sticks in my mind to this day was traveling to Pensacola to play a team who had black players in the fall of '63. It would be two years before the first school in Alabama integrated so going up against blacks in competition was a first for us.

Coach Jenkins
played it down and on the long bus ride to Pensacola, he never mentioned it because he didn't want the players to get their mind off the game.

It was a real big deal for me. I guess I was convinced that Alabama was gonna secede from the Union again and we'd never integrate because that's all I ever heard.

Well, we got to the stadium and the first time I met any of the Pensacola crowd I started asking them about integration and their black players. I guess because they had the Naval Air Station and were a big port, the students didn't think integration was any big deal. Their unconcern kinda infected me as well as our team so the whole thing about playing against blacks just became "no big deal."

I swear that after we won the game we felt so sophisticated because we had been in an integrated setting where noone showed any concern about anything being unusual.

I can't speak for everyone at Young Junior but I know with me and my buddies, this first encounter in our lives with integration in Pensacola was nothing but positive and was really a peak experience.


B.P. wrote Roberto:

Good to hear from you Robert.

I'll put together some of my memories, in installments, and send to you to post or not. No pictures I'm afraid. I wasn't much of a camera guy at the time. I found the COO COO CA CHOO facebook site and good to see Rodney still gettin with it. Just wish there was more songs/vids from them. For some reason the Candymen versions of Georgia Pines have all been removed from youtube, etc. That was a great song. Until I found your web site, I didn't realize how much of a music scene there was in the Northwest Florida/Alabama area as far as local bands. Never knew where the Candymen were from, except they backed Roy Orbison. Well, enough for now. Be back at ya soon. By the way, my ancestry goes back to Alabama, the Geneva and Dothan area. One of my great great grandfathers founded the first Primitive Baptist Church in Alabama. The building is a historical site. Can't remember the town, but it's on the AL/GA border near Dothan and they used to baptize in the river there.
B. P.

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Hey folksizzzzzzzzzz, ACOUSTIX
be playing Schooners, Hooks & the Treasure Ship this week!!!!

This past weekend I was really impressed with the warm & lavish hospitality accorded me by MUSIC FOR MEDS plus I loved me some Big Spring Park, The First National Bank Building, Twickenham, Eustis Street, Echols Street, Franklin Street, The Furniture Factory Bar & Grill
, Bankhead Parkway, Monte Sano State Park, The CrossRoads
and Microwave Dave & The Nukes

Noone other than me can understand how utterly stunned & overwhelmed I was by the flood of emotion I experienced when I first walked into Maple Hill Cemetery at dawn on Sunday morning & recognized Major Thomas Freeman's tombstone from a good distance away.

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I dont wanna wait in vain for your love;
I dont wanna wait in vain for your love.
From the very first time I rest my eyes on you, girl,
My heart says follow trough.
But I know, now, that Im way down on your line,
But the waitin feel is fine:
So dont treat me like a puppet on a string,
cause I know I have to do my thing.
Dont talk to me as if you think Im dumb;
I wanna know when youre gonna come - soon.
I dont wanna wait in vain for your love;
I dont wanna wait in vain for your love;
I dont wanna wait in vain for your love,
cause if summer is here,
Im still waiting there;
Winter is here,
And Im still waiting there.
/guitar solo/
Like I said:
Its been three years since Im knockin on your door,
And I still can knock some more:
Ooh girl, ooh girl, is it feasible?
I wanna know now, for I to knock some more.
Ya see, in life I know theres lots of grief,
But your love is my relief:
Tears in my eyes burn - tears in my eyes burn
While Im waiting - while Im waiting for my turn,

I dont wanna wait in vain for your love;
I dont wanna wait in vain for your love;
I dont wanna wait in vain for your love;
I dont wanna wait in vain for your love;
I dont wanna wait in vain for your love, oh!
I dont wanna - I dont wanna - I dont wanna - I dont wanna -
I dont wanna wait in vain.
I dont wanna - I dont wanna - I dont wanna - I dont wanna -
I dont wanna wait in vain.
No, I dont wanna (I dont wanna - I dont wanna - I dont wanna -
I dont wanna - I dont wanna wait in vain) -
No I - no I (I dont wanna - I dont wanna - I dont wanna - I dont
Wanna - I dont wanna wait in vain) -
No, no-no, i, no, I (I dont wanna - I dont wanna - I dont wanna -
I dont wanna - I dont wanna wait in vain) -
Its your love that Im waiting on (I dont wanna - I dont wanna -
I dont wanna - I dont wanna - I dont wanna wait in vain);
Its me love that youre running from.
Its jah love that Im waiting on (I dont wanna - I dont wanna -
I dont wanna - I dont wanna - I dont wanna wait in vain);
Its me love that youre running from.

Please do yourself a favor
& check out
They have tuned that mug up.
Gives you the feeling The Big O is still with us!

Robert Register:
You are a god damned liar - you son of a bitch. You told everybody, all my friends at Egan's, that I was a narc. You told everyone that I narced on that skinny blonde headed boy. I don't even know his name. Well asshole, I am not a narc. I did not narc on that boy or anybody else. Trouble is when you gossips were running around saying "we found the Egan's narc", the real narc was still there narcing !
Ever since I heard what you told on me I have been worried for my family's lives. The last time I saw Weatherby he said "Fuck You" to me. The time before that he wouldn't shake my hand. It took me years to find out why. I remember, barely, the last time I was at Egan's before you started telling lies about me. You were sitting next to that blonde headed boy and called me over and told him I was law enforcement. I guess the conclusion was drawn then. I've never done more than write a ticket for burning without a permit! You stupid son of a bitch. I'm retired now, Register. I have too much time on my hands. Sometimes I get to worrying. And when I worry I think of ways I can get back at people that "have done me wrong." You are close to the top of that list. What do I do to get even with you?
I used to come to Egan's to get pussy. You sure did fuck me.

P.D. wrote:

RR wrote to P.D.:

Hey, I don't know what you're talking about.
I have been banned from Egans since February of 2002.
I don't ever recall calling anyone a narc in my life.
If somebody blamed it on me, that's par for the course.
Don't waste too much energy hating on me because I haven't done a thing to you.

Oh, I think I know where all of this originated.
You had gone through the law enforcement academy through the forestry service and that may have been misinterpreted by some of the Egan's crowd. You were bragging about your police powers at the bar & some people are growers in the Talladega National Forest.
Sorry you got an attitude.
Never my intention to do you wrong.

P.D. wrote to Roberto:

It must have been like you said. But someone did tell me you had said I was a narc. This was back in the mid 90's and I heard about it in probably 1999 or so. I just stubbled on your email address the other day.

Roberto wrote to P.D.:

Hope you are doing well.
Google "robertoreg"

P.D. wrote Roberto:

What ever happened to that boy? Did he go to jail? What do I have to worry about him?

Hey y'all~

Thinkin' 'bout heading up to the Tennessee Valley this weekend.

Sonny probably won't make much money but he'll get people's attention and that means so much.
That's the way the Young Junior Baby Criminals do it.
We take the mirror & put it up to yo' face!!!!

Sonny Edwards Music For Meds is only three days away. Please invite all your friends to come to Crossroads on June 7th for the Concert to Benefit the Community Free Clinic.

It's gonna be a one helluva party!

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The Sweet Healing Power of Rock n' Roll

by Sonny Edwards

One of the largest single day Rock and Roll parties in the valley's history is going to take place on June 7th at The Crossroads Music Hall, 115 Clinton Ave. E., in downtown Huntsville. "MUSIC 4 MEDS" is the Concert to Benefit The Cmmunity Free Clinic. Doors open at 1:00PM, and music begins at 2:00PM, and will continue nonstop until the wee hours. A minimum donation of $10.00 is requested, but if you feel more generous you are encouraged to act on your emotions. The growing line up of confirmed artist at this time includes (alphabetically)

The Community Free Clinic, located at 410 Sivley Rd. in Huntsville, is in the business of helping people, many who simply can't afford to get medical attention and life saving and sustaining medications anywhere else. The Clinic and it's volunteers do this all year long. They help people, and they never fail to do it with respect and professionalism, leaving the patients dignity intact. Lately the numbers of people seeking help at the clinic has been steadily growing. The economy sure isn't helping. When people lose their jobs they usually lose their medical insurance as well. When people don't have insurance, they often fail to get early treatment of many illnesses that could be easily managed, but left undiagnosed often become much more serious, even resulting in death.

When I learned the Clinic itself needed help, financial help to continue to serve the community, I talked to a few of my fellow musicians. The result was the decision to do a benefit concert one evening to help the folks who are working to help others all year long.

Jamie Hunter, Jeff Goltz, and David McLain volunteered their venue, Crossroads Music Hall, with it's great stage, sound system and light show, and the folks who run it. All of the artist are donating their time and talents. Jill Wood, of The Valley Planet is donating ad space to get the word out in the community. Even our logo was donated. Everyone I've talked to has been so amazingly generous, helpful, enthusiastic and supportive.

At times like these, I imagine we all wish we were wealthy enough to write a huge check to solve the problems that arise, but for most of us, the best we can do is pitch in a little, and try to get the job done. If you can afford to show up and donate a few bucks, we promise to play our hearts out for you and make it worth your while.

Won't you plan on coming out and being a part of this celebration? Together we can do a lot to help our community, and have a great time doing it. Hope to see you there! Thanks so much for your help and support.

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Gus Van Sant Wants Jack Black & Woody Harrelson To Star In 'The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test'

Gus Van Sant's upcoming adaptation of Tom Wolfe's literary cult-hit "The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test," which pioneered new journalism, told the story of Ken Kesey, his drug-induced tour with his band of Merry Pranksters and helped usher"The Grateful Dead" into the mainstream, could possibly star two drug-guzzling stars themselves, Woody Harrelson and Jack Black.

According to Rolling Stone, "Van Sant originally pictured the late Heath Ledger for the Kesey role, but now has two marquee names in mind: Woody Harrelson and Jack Black, which might make the film more of comedy than a zany drug jag." Apparently the former wife of Jerry Garcia, Caroline Garcia believes Harrelson would be a perfect fit for Kesey, due to a visit the actor paid to Kesey right before he died, "They went out into the field and had a pretty good mind meld," Garcia said, "I just know he could play the role."

The project, which has struggled through a series of false starts, is finally getting underway and has a script penned by his "Milk," screenwriter Dustin Lance Black and has already signed "Milk," director of photography Harris Savides.

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The onscreen version of Tom Wolfe's literary cult hit The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test is primed to hit theaters by 2010. When published in 1968, the book shattered cultural perceptions of the peaceful, passive hippie zeitgeist by introducing the Merry Pranksters, author Ken Kesey's roving gonzo army of LSD-fueled pioneers who tripped about the country, mixing it up with rowdy Oregonians, Bay Area hippies, Hollywood rockers, Hell's Angels and a flurry of left-handed characters that launched the psychedelic movement into mainstream America and ushered in the Grateful Dead.

Over the years, footage and audio of the Oregon-based Merry Pranksters have surfaced, but was little more than ragged, disjointed documentation of the group tripping and weirding out. Except for Neal Cassady's endless speed-jacked rap, there was little narrative. Now, director Gus Van Sant, an Oregon native, is helming the book's adaptation to the big screen with Milk and Big Love writer Dustin Lance Black. Milk's director of photography Harris Savides is also committed to the film.

After several false starts, the project is coming together. "These seeds have been in the wind for a long time," says Ken Babbs, Kesey's best friend and fellow Merry Prankster. "I talked to Gus. And I was happy he was making the movie. Back in the 1970s, Kesey and Gus were friends and Ken told him if anyone ever made the film he wanted Gus to do it."

Van Sant originally pictured the late Heath Ledger for the Kesey role, but now has two marquee names in mind: Woody Harrelson and Jack Black, which might make the film more of comedy than a zany drug jag. Carolyn Garcia (a.k.a. Mountain Girl), a Prankster and former wife of Jerry Garcia, said Harrelson visited Kesey shortly before he died. "They went out into the field and had a pretty good mind meld," Garcia says. "I just know he could play the role." Garcia mentioned Black might be a fit for "The Mad Chemist," the infamous LSD impresario Owsley "Bear" Stanley, who launched an untold number of minds into outer space and was an artist and early sound engineer for the Dead (he's credited with revolutionizing live stereo sound). Black's camp had no comment. And who will play Caroline Garcia? She suggests Scarlett Johansson. Maybe Maura Tierney. "Well, I'm 5'10", so she would have to be tall. I mean, I ride a Harley Davidson."

Lynn Nesbit, Wolfe's literary agent, said the writer will not likely be involved or play a major character in the film. Instead the focus will be on Kesey and his acid-guzzling band of Merry Pranksters. She added Wolfe left the twisted tales years ago and never looked back, "But I should call him before he reads about this in the papers."

And then there's the music. Should it reflect the actual Prankster playlist, it will be an outstanding soundtrack. ( Look back at the Dead's career, in photos.)

Kesey's crew took earnings from One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest to fund their legendary Acid Tests, where they hired a relatively unknown band called the Warlocks (later named the Grateful Dead). But at the time of the bus trips, Babbs says they played Ray Charles and John Coltrane: "But mainly we did our own music, which was a form of communication without words." Garcia says there was also plenty of Bob Dylan, early Beatles, Miles Davis, lots of Motown and Pete Seeger. "We also played kids' music," she says. "That and classical music like Beethoven, Wagner, Strauss. Some John Phillips."

Being in the wheelhouse during the early heady days of the Merry Pranksters and the Grateful Dead, Garcia has strong feelings about LSD, the book and those Halcyon days. "This is a very valuable substance and appeared on the planet at the same time as the atomic bomb," she says. "We called it inner space. I'll do it now time to time, but I never took it lightly. When LSD came into my life I realized there was another way. Now, I'm about bringing LSD out into the front."

There are still questions about how the film will bring the book to life — similar dilemmas plagued another chemical classic, Hunter S. Thompson's Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas. Can certain aspects of the book be translated, or will third-party observations and interior monologue flow naturally through the storyline? Bear says "a very large CGI budget" could do the trick. "I think I, along with a design crew of my choosing, can work it out."

Now that the movie is closer to becoming a reality, both Owsley and Garcia are reexamining their relationship to Wolfe's text. "If you ask the people [Wolfe] spoke with they will tell you he wrote what they told him, and that may be true as to the words said — much of which was designed to prank him," Bear says. "The book however is more than the results of his interviews. The real tragedy was that they did not manage to dose him, a common practice of the era."

When Wolfe spoke with Rolling Stone's Mark Binelli for one of our 40th anniversary issues in 2007, he described his Kool-Aid reporting process: "One day Kesey said to me, 'Why don't you put the notebook and the pen away and just be here, and then write about it.' The idea was, join in, take some acid, have a few trips, and then write about it. I didn't say anything. The next day I arrived with my notebook and ball-point pen. He didn't say anything, but that was the answer."

"The movie is long overdue," Garcia says. "On the surface, the book ain't bad. But Wolfe didn't dig into the darker, weirder corners. As a film it will reflect the party. But hopefully it will get the meaning of it all."

Monday, June 01, 2009

Google "wilbur walton" "northern soul"
& you'll get some wonderful hits.
Wilbur's still big with the NORTHERN SOUL crowd!


1-Loved the Dave Roddy stories. The Candymen looked forward to playing the Oporto Armory, and we all really respected Dave Roddy.I remember he was an All American kinda' guy, and when we did American Bandstand, we told Dick Clark that he reminded us of Dave Roddy.
>He said "That name sounds familiar" and when we told him of the radio station he worked at in Birmingham he remembered who he was.
He was one of the few guys who'd give you a "fair count" (meaning that we would often play for a guaranteed amount of money, plus a percentage of the gate).NOT like Papa Don Schroeder......I like to write what a weasel he was whenever I get the chance. Oh, while I'm at the "I'll take weasels for $1,000 Alex" let me also mention Van Morrison, and Leslie West.....whew, now I feel better.
2-The Classics IV ....full of inaccuracies
3-Tommy Roe....I think the story is, that Tommy Roe got tired of John Lennon making ethnic references to Chris Montez on the tour bus, and threatened to whip John's ass