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  1. Dr. John was one of my very favorite artists. I'm talking first tier. I love NOLA music, and nobody played it better than Mac. I'm glad he was inducted in the RRHoF while he was alive. Rest in peace, Mac. Thank God for the recordings.
  2. This is entirely off topic. Sorry, but I can't post my question on the appropriate forum. How does one get permission to post on Land of Hopes and Dreams?
  3. Except for Blood, Sweat, and Tears, horn bands all wore suits back then. it was nothing unusual. Most guitar oriented bands had stopped dressing up by then. Women playing electric guitar wasn't particularly common in the late sixties, early seventies. They played dreadnoughts in folk-rock and country-tinged bands, but female electric guitarists were rare. Nina played mostly Freddie Green style rhythm guitar for the horn / keyboard-driven band, but she could stick in a dripping blues lick here and there. She wasn't (isn't) a particularly big girl and liked the little Fender Jaguar more than a longer scale Strat
  4. My user name, elderly trumpet player in Italian, pretty much admits that. You've got half my real name. You don't want to know what Sonny replaces. Except for Manny, our Cuban-born percussionist, you can see what community spawned that old band. I wish that we weren't 60% under the ground so we could play something for you. The other 40% are septuagenarians, of course. I've got ten inch reels of the band, deep in the shed rehearsing, but no hardware that still works to play them on. Who knows if the tapes are still playable? If I weren't so much of a geriatric luddite, I'd probably know how to upload an audio file so people other than my dog could be saddened by what's left of my chops! Nina has to put up with it as well. We've been married since 1972. No, this contest isn't for me, but I genuinely look forward to hearing my brand new friends on this forum. I'm impressed, by the way, that you understood Storyville Krewe. For others, Storyville was the historic red light district in New Orleans where jazz was first nurtured. Krewe is an old Creole word referring to a social and benevolent society, often one that sponsors an entrant like a float or a band in a parade.
  5. Hmmm, should I do this? Four of the ten people who played with Storyville Krewe in 1969 (ie, fifty years ago) are still on this side of the grass, and since I'm posting on an internet forum, I'm apparently one of them. Krewe had two of everything--two reeds, two brass, two strings, two keys, and two percussion. We also had among them four male doo wop voices and one female voice on jump blues and Stax. We were repped by the Fred Petty Agency, booker of choice for venues which laundered revenues from "alternate sources." (For a visual image, think Moe Green.) Our record sales never extended beyond a single limited printing ignored by even close friends and relatives, never mind radio DJs. Despite that, we were quite good and well received in live performance. Since we were a ten-piece band making AFM scale, people paid a cover and minimum to see us. Musicians from even the very best cover bands wind up not in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame but rather in straight day jobs with benefits. I'm well beyond even that and into the Uggs house slippers, comfortable recliner, and ten prescription meds phase. The Boss is only three years younger than I, and while I don't know what his medicine cabinet looks like, he still gets out of his Uggs and his recliner and onto arena bandstands and theater stages. Determined not to let Springsteen surpass me, I occasionally pull my flugelhorn out of the closet so that Molly, our Welsh Terrier, can sing along with it. Does that count for this exercise?
  6. I liked Nino Rota's sweeping organ score while Michael Corleone was "settling all family business" during the baptism ceremony. It was so uplifting, especially backdropping the stuttering Thompson in the bedroom shooting.
  7. I was almost never born because my father accidentally sat on a few of my mother's Frank Sinatra records. (Those were 10" shellac--not vinyl-- 78 rpm records. If you're not a septuagenarian like me, you may not even know what those were!)
  8. Don't feel bad, Rosie. Introducing the Beatles came out while I was a senior in high school.
  9. Hi Joan.

    I'm trombettista.vecchio.

    It's Italian for elderly trumpet player. (I'm 72.)

    At your convenience, please drop me a PM explaining how I become eligible to request inclusion in the Land of Hopes and Dreams forum.

    Is it anything else besides ten posts and thirty days?

    It took a few posts to get assimilated, but I've enjoyed the overall forum in my short time here.  Thanks.

  10. Well, PCS, the gang seems excited. The only records on which I've ever played barely sold locally to close friends and family and never made it to a second printing. I played in horn bands that wore suits and patent leather shoes on the bandstand. In other words, everybody looked more like Silvio than Little Steven. Our real hair looked like his wig. Nice to see somebody almost as old as I generating some excitement, though. Good for the Boss.
  11. It's about four of the most common types of football--American elevens, Association elevens, Union fifteens, and League thirteens!
  12. Wow, did this thread take off! Has E Street not survived the passing of Danny and Clarence? Has Steven not survived Lilyhammer? Following the Broadway show with an album sans band could be telling.
  13. Our Red Sox did indeed win the world series last year (with essentially the same people with whom we're sucking this season).. A few months later, our Patriots won the super bowl, too. The rest of the US would gladly see New England fall off into the sea. The fascination with soccer rules football is difficult for me to understand. It's culturally just not comfortable to play football with a round ball. Big round balls are for freakishly tall, African-descended kids to throw into baskets indoors. Small round balls are to hit with a bat that's not flattened out like a cricket bat, and Caribbean-descended kids are often good at that. Rugby rules football seems a lot more interesting to me. Especially fifteens like they play in school. Fifteens has definite similarities to American football. Thirteens, which people who live upside down seem to love, is less similar.
  14. My friend Danny had a Gibson SG before they called them SGs... They were calling them Les Pauls because the guitar that we know as the Les Paul went briefly out of production. When the real Les Paul came back, "SG" terminolgy was introduced. Now they make the cherry ones look faded, even when they're brand new, but Danny's cherry finish was really deep and shiny. The pick guard was smaller than it is now, and there was a chrome tailpiece with whammy bar. Our guitarist with Essex Station played a Gibson ES345 and a Gretsch 6120. The guitarist with our community band plays a Benedetto 16-B and a PRS S2 Vela. That white Epiphone with gold dog ear P90s looks cool, except that I don't care for the no pickguard look. I seem to know a lot about guitars for a horn player, but I've just been around a real long time.
  15. Thanks...trombettista.vecchio (the "a" somehow got dropped in my user name!