They called it a Philco cathedral radio. A wooden table top model about two feet tall with scrolling cut outs over the five-inch speaker and it weighed about 25-pounds. It was called such because of its arching top something like a church cathedral. Below was an analog dial pointing from 550 kilohertz’s to 1550Continue reading “Turn me on, Phil”
Category Archives: Music
Yet another Book Report.
posted by Chuck Ayers Book Report I am not one who necessarily chooses books because of a possible Romance in the story’s scenario. No, not me. But it happens by accident once in a while. So this is one of those occasional whiles. So this successful musician who is often on the road andContinue reading “Yet another Book Report.”
Book Report.
Book Report To be quite honest, I have had enough of books bloviating about the wealthy and the very pretty. Women with thin yoga bodies. Independently wealthy men. Fairy tales of idealist privileged people with unlimited resources and above average education. Too many books out there including improbable scenarios such as CEO’s and their spousesContinue reading “Book Report.”
Winning is not my game.
I am one of those guys who often says, I have never won anything. And to demonstrate this sorrowful fact, and having seen many a Saturday noon matinee way back when as a grade schooler, dropping my theater ticket stub into a drawing basket and never ever won anything. Zip. Zero. Then later I filledContinue reading “Winning is not my game.”
She was the opening act.
Oklahoma’s own. A good friend of ours who lived in Rush Springs, Oklahoma (the watermelon capitol of the world) had a musical talent. As a teenager back in the early 1950s Barbera was somewhat talented playing the accordion. Rush Springs had an annual watermelon and music festival and the young teenage Barbera was chosen toContinue reading “She was the opening act.”
A song request amigo.
Three Amigos. 1979. Many of our trips to Southern California we would often meet up with my cousin and his wife along with my wife and 9-year-old daughter. Meeting them for a spicy Mexican dinner. Sometimes my brother and his wife and maybe my cousins brother came along as well. We would often gather atContinue reading “A song request amigo.”
Put duct tape over her mouth.
Play Lobamba When wife and I lived in Sacramento, California we sometimes drove east on US-50 up to Lake Tahoe in the Sierra Nevada mountains. We drove up to the adjacent town of ‘Stateline.’ Stateline is where the big casinos and it’s numerous entertainment venues were on the Nevada side of the California/Nevada border. WeContinue reading “Put duct tape over her mouth.”
It was the organ that made me skate.
The marvelous Wurlitzer organ. Some of the older and larger downtown movie theaters had a mighty Wurlitzer organ. Put into service back when movies were silent and needed some underlying musical theme to carry the action. The bigger and older ones were huge as they are today. About the size of a Volkswagen beetle. AContinue reading “It was the organ that made me skate.”
Look who’s waving at us guys.
Seen at the ball park. There were Wayne, Rich, Warren, and me. All headed to Dodger stadium Warren, the guy with connections had box seat tickets about 10 or 12 rows back from the expensive dugout seats behind Homeplate. As far as I could tell our seats were better seats to view a baseball game.Continue reading “Look who’s waving at us guys.”
My Dad and I watched Saturday night TV in L A.
Saturday night TV. I miss real Saturday night TV. Starting back in 1952 my dad and I and maybe along with my mom would watch on KTLA Los Angeles channel 5 the Spade Cooley show. Live from the Santa Monica pier. Spade was a west coast version of Bob Wills and his Texas Playboys. Remember?Continue reading “My Dad and I watched Saturday night TV in L A.”
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