Monday, June 29, 2026

That's How They All Wind Up






Another one of those stories that I've told you a hundred times- my mom took me to the armory in Tampa to see The Biggest Rock'n'Roll Show of '56. Biggest event in my nine year old life!

Bo Diddley. Big Joe Turner. The Drifters, who happened to bring along Clyde McPhatter, home on leave in his army uniform. LaVern Baker. Frankie Lymon & the Teenagers. The Platters. The Teen Queens. Great goodness! The headliner was Bill Haley and the Comets.

Seems odd now, somehow. His star began losing some measure of luster way back. I'll never know why. He was absolutely among the first to marry hillbilly music with rhythm and blues. Some of the first and wildest riots blamed on the evil of rock'n'roll occurred at Bill Haley concerts. All over the world!

Rock Around The Clock. Shake, Rattle and Roll. R-O-C-K. Razzle Dazzle. See Ya Later, Alligator, fercrissakes!

The Comets were the perfect rock'n'roll band. Franny Beecher was arguably the first rock'n'roll guitar hero. Marshall Lytle, flat on his back holding his bass fiddle in the air with his feet, ripped the seat out of his pants every night before PJ Proby even thought about leaving Texas. If a riot had broken out in Tampa, I would have been right there!

By 1970 the old guys were nostalgia acts. When Duckbutter was offered a slot on Richard Nader's first revival tour with the task of backing Gene Vincent, The Coasters and Chuck Berry, on a bill that included Bo Diddley and Bill Haley & the Comets, I was back in that rock'n'roll heaven that I remembered from 1956.

There were a few disappointments, but there were mostly lifetime memories stacking up for those few days. 

One of the memories that I hadn't thought much about in years, until today, was a conversation that I had with Bill Haley in the dressing room at Curtis Hixon in Tampa. He was aware that his name didn't spark the wild emotion that some of the stars did. Looking back, he was probably losing a step or two mentally and drinking way too much regularly. The music was great. Rudy Pompilli, the great saxist, was the only original Comet in the group. I think Mr. Haley knew that, somehow, his place in the history books hadn't been reserved. Not properly. He passed away about five years later. 

Let me add this to the history books- Best Rock'n'Roll hairdo of all-time. The first artist to really put the country music and the swing stuff in the mix with the rhythm and blues to make what we still call rock'n'roll.

Rock around the clock, indeed.



 

Saturday, June 27, 2026

Don't Disappoint Me






So often I feel like Charlie trying to kick the football that Lucy's holding. I fell, totally, for the peace and love thing. I find myself hopeful every time any peace agreement is announced. 

Oh, I'm not complaining, not really.

Lose hope and you're done, I suppose.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.



 

Saturday, June 20, 2026

Blimey! Now What?






Everything's perfect except that suffering can't be explained. Does that mean that everything is not perfect, or just that I don't understand. At least I know that I'm just along for the ride.

I'll try to do better with whatever time I have left. I'm a slow learner, a good eater and I have intentions, good and bad. The time I've wasted is the best time I've spent.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.



 

Thursday, June 11, 2026

Good A Time As Any






Never seen a "bad dog" that didn't have an excuse. People? Well, sir, that's a different story. I know that I'm not supposed to judge but I see good guys and bad guys wherever I look.

There was a time when it was subtle, for me, at least.

This may be as good an opportunity as any to withdraw a bit. If I ever had anything important to say, I've said it. Probably more than once. Way more. If you need me, you know where to find me.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.






 

Friday, June 5, 2026

King of the Anarchists






Ever notice that when you're not anxious, anxiety seems so out of fashion? When you're happy, depression  is such an obvious waste of time and energy.

First thing you know, ol' dread and distress are knocking at the door.

If you're lucky, it's nothing that a Fats Domino record won't fix.

Use your love wisely. Just kidding. Slop it all over creation. There's plenty more where that came from.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war. Do it for Murray.



 

Sunday, May 31, 2026

All The Lessons, All The Dogs






Certainly no-one has ever loved his black dogs more than I have. My black cats have brought me more than my share of good fortune, too.

I don't have to be reminded of every good thing that has happened to me.

Sometimes the blues come to call, though, seldom with an invitation.

As my pal, Ed Brown, explained to the man, " Doc, I feel like my dog died and I don't have a dog."

If you're lucky you can just wait them out.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war. 






 

Friday, May 22, 2026

The Good Ones





All my life I've worried about the ride ending. Leaving gas in the tank of the car traded-in. I've saved 
t shirts to keep from wearing them out till I outgrew them. I've even saved the biggest, most perfect banana until it turned brown.

Now, it's too late to be cheated, past any chance of leaving a good looking corpse.

I don't have to wear pants, speak softly or show up, pretending to like my work.

If I tell you something now, I probably mean it.

Funny, nothing's much changed.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.