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Pakar Ilusi Inner circle 5777 Posts |
You won't believe what Andrew Mayne's "Gutbuster" effect gave me a few years back...
http://www.themagiccafe.com/forums/viewt......forum=27
"Dreams aren't a matter of Chance but a matter of Choice." -DC-
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Bob1Dog Inner circle Wife: It's me or this houseful of 1159 Posts |
Off topic Pakar, but following up on the thread you posted, have you ever had shingles as a result? I have and believe me you don't want them. It's one of the nastiest things I've ever lived through. If you've never had a shingles innoculation, I urge you to get one. Anyone who has had chickenpox should.
Ok back on topic.
What if the Hokey Pokey really IS what it's all about?
My neighbor rang my doorbell at 2:30 a.m. this morning, can you believe that, 2:30 a.m.!? Lucky for him I was still up playing my drums. |
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arthur stead Inner circle When I played soccer, I hit 1773 Posts |
Hey Pakar, I had chickenpox as a kid and throughout my life, never suspected anything bad would come from it. Until last year, that is ... when I got the shingles. Believe me, Bob is correct: you should get an inoculation. Getting shingles is no fun at all!
And Bob, your gas station/credit card scam story was amazing! Can't imagine what was going through your mind at the DA's office. |
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Daryl -the other brother Special user Chicago 594 Posts |
Love your story Bob. Isn't it amazing how fast and hot those gas fires burn? During my fire I heard the employees at the bank next door were told to get in the vault. It really looked like all hell was breaking loose. My fire story doesn't end as dramatically as yours (I wasn't hauled into the DA's office), but as you'll see in part 4 of my little adventure, it's far from over.
Chickenpox - yes Shingles - no |
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Bob1Dog Inner circle Wife: It's me or this houseful of 1159 Posts |
Daryl, I've never seen such a flame-up so close and personal before or since. Each of the gas stations was isloated and so there were no other businesses around. The traffic jam on the Major Deegan slowed down the NYFD response considerably. That thing burned and burned and all we could do was watch and wait for the firemen. The few customers and the three of us attendants as well as the occupants of the burniing car just kept as much distance as we could between the fire till the firemen arrived.
Look forward to your next chapter!
What if the Hokey Pokey really IS what it's all about?
My neighbor rang my doorbell at 2:30 a.m. this morning, can you believe that, 2:30 a.m.!? Lucky for him I was still up playing my drums. |
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Bob1Dog Inner circle Wife: It's me or this houseful of 1159 Posts |
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On 2014-01-18 19:15, arthur stead wrote: Arthur, I'll admit when I saw all the folks they'd rounded up I began to wonder what was going on. "WTF am I doing here?" was first and foremost on my mind.
What if the Hokey Pokey really IS what it's all about?
My neighbor rang my doorbell at 2:30 a.m. this morning, can you believe that, 2:30 a.m.!? Lucky for him I was still up playing my drums. |
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Daryl -the other brother Special user Chicago 594 Posts |
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On 2014-01-18 21:11, Bob1Dog wrote: I wish I could say that Bob, but with 30 years in the electrical generation business, I've seen everything from trash fires (set by a guard who worked midnights. She would turn them in to take credit for spotting them) to a full blown coal dust explosion that took out the whole north side of the building and looked like that explosion scene in Die Hard! We once had a 6ft dia. super heat steam header break loose inside the boiler. Under 1,800 lbs. of steam pressure, it broke through the boiler wall and was whipping around like a garden hose. |
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Bob1Dog Inner circle Wife: It's me or this houseful of 1159 Posts |
Daryl, it sounds like you've had an interesting career! I hope the guard was caught and fired! Pardon the pun.
What if the Hokey Pokey really IS what it's all about?
My neighbor rang my doorbell at 2:30 a.m. this morning, can you believe that, 2:30 a.m.!? Lucky for him I was still up playing my drums. |
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arthur stead Inner circle When I played soccer, I hit 1773 Posts |
Here's a story I learned when I first joined Peter Frampton's band in 1980. Frampton's bassist, John Regan, had joined the band about a year before me.
What happened was that Peter fired his original bass player, Stanley Sheldon, while they were in the middle of a tour. So John had to fit in immediately, virtually learning the songs overnight. However, John's "look" did not exactly match that of a rock 'n' roll band. He had come right out of a funk/disco type of cover band. So when he appeared on stage, he was used to wearing platform shoes. John was unaware of his faux pas, so Peter's crew decided to do something about it. John told me that, on about his third night performing with Frampton, in the middle of a song, he suddenly felt someone's hands grasping his ankles. Right there, during a live show, in front of the audience, the roadies pinned his feet to the ground, produced a hand saw, and sawed the platforms off his shoes! |
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Pakar Ilusi Inner circle 5777 Posts |
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On 2014-01-18 17:17, Bob1Dog wrote: Quote:
On 2014-01-18 19:15, arthur stead wrote: Thanks for the advice and concern guys... I will look into.
"Dreams aren't a matter of Chance but a matter of Choice." -DC-
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ed rhodes Inner circle Rhode Island 2885 Posts |
All of my interesting stories involve my wife. Meeting Harlan Ellison, running (literally) into the Bee Gees (while in fact trying to get away from the crowd that was forming to meet them) and this one;
At a Star Trek convention, somehow my wife and I got invited to lunch with Isaac Asimov. First thing that happens, we're looking at the menus and realize there's NOTHING on these menus under two figures! While trying to figure out a graceful way out of the lunch, someone ordered a Ruben which wasn't on the menu I or my wife was reading! Turns out we'd gotten dinner menus. What would be the odds of two people getting dinner menus who would only check with each other and no one else? Anyway, getting the correct menus and ordering lunch, Isaac was holding court at the head of the table and flirting with Dotti constantly. (Which, as anyone who knew Dr. Asimov would know, was the way he treated every lady.) But, even though I knew the "dirty old man" act was in fact an act, I felt I should do something! Isaac saw my discomfort and stated; "Ed! Don't be concerned. Think of all the prestige you'll have with the Star Trek fans out there when they discover YOUR wife was seduced by..." he paused to sip his coffee and I found myself saying; "The late Dr. Asimov?" Fortunately, he laughed. This was a regular convention for us, we went three or four years in a row. The next year, we were all set to go and we'd received the package from the convention telling us of the guests including Dr. Asimov who'd been at every convention they'd held. That Thursday, Isaac called Dotti (over lunch, she mentioned she worked for Dennision Corp, and apparently he remembered.) and said; "Dotti? This is Isaac. Am I supposed to be at the Star Trek convention this weekend?" She told him they had him down for 11:00 on Friday morning. Seems they hadn't called him on it. When we met him at the convention, he mentioned that they'd called him at 9:00 that morning to be there by 11! Good thing for them he hadn't prepared anything else for that weekend!
"...and if you're too afraid of goin' astray, you won't go anywhere." - Granny Weatherwax
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arthur stead Inner circle When I played soccer, I hit 1773 Posts |
Very interesting story, Ed. Enjoyed it! I didn't know anything about Asimov's background or personal life. But your story made me look him up.
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Bob1Dog Inner circle Wife: It's me or this houseful of 1159 Posts |
Agreed, great story Ed!
What if the Hokey Pokey really IS what it's all about?
My neighbor rang my doorbell at 2:30 a.m. this morning, can you believe that, 2:30 a.m.!? Lucky for him I was still up playing my drums. |
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ed rhodes Inner circle Rhode Island 2885 Posts |
Some of you may remember a sad little film called "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band." Starring George Burns, Peter Frampton and the Bee Gees. My wife worked about a block away from Radio City Music Hall where they held the premiere. On opening day, I went to go meet her as she was leaving work. We worked our way through the throngs of people waiting outside the theater for the stars to arrive. Walking down whatever street RCMC was on, we got about a block and a half and found another big crown outside what turned out to be the hotel the stars were staying in. Spotting an open doorway, I mentioned to Dotti that if we went up that little flight of steps, we could get into the parking lot and cut through the building to the next street down. (We could see through the parking lot and the next street had no crowd. So we go up those steps and before we can take the next set of steps down and move into the parking lot, an unnoticed fire door opens and out march the Bee Gees! My wife, not very tall, is now standing nose to chest with Barry Gibb! We finally got out; "Sorry, we were going THAT way!" and moved out of their way. My wife was on a cloud the rest of the day.
BTW, nice security job, people. I think the Star Trek Convention people had better security than you!
"...and if you're too afraid of goin' astray, you won't go anywhere." - Granny Weatherwax
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Daryl -the other brother Special user Chicago 594 Posts |
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On 2014-01-24 06:05, ed rhodes wrote: That's a career choice I'll bet Mr. Frampton would rather forget about. Nice story Ed. |
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ed rhodes Inner circle Rhode Island 2885 Posts |
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On 2014-01-24 10:29, Daryl -the other brother wrote: Nobody is anxious to put THAT piece of offal on their resume. I imagine George Burns was sitting there thinking; "I'm 82 years old. I probably don't have that many movies left in me and I signed up for THIS?" To be fair, his "Mr. Kite" was actually a pretty decent character and I liked watching him do "Fixing A Hole." But if you want a good movie made with Beatles song, try "Across The Universe."
"...and if you're too afraid of goin' astray, you won't go anywhere." - Granny Weatherwax
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arthur stead Inner circle When I played soccer, I hit 1773 Posts |
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On 2014-01-24 10:29, Daryl -the other brother wrote: Peter confided in me that he really didn't want to do the movie, even though his management was pressuring him to accept. But then the film's producers made him an offer he couldn't refuse: a million dollars, plus they guaranteed that Paul McCartney would be in the film. He got the million bucks all right, but as we all know now, they lied about McCartney's involvement. As a side note: Sandy Farina (Peter's love interest in the movie) eventually became a jingle singer and sang on countless product commercials for me. |
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Daryl -the other brother Special user Chicago 594 Posts |
PART 4
The end of the fire story requires history and a time line that go past the limits of this vacation tale so I'll give you the condensed version. The station manager, we'll call him DICK, was not a friend of mine. He knew I was in the final stages of starting my career job with Com Ed ( I'd already had 2 interviews and was waiting only for some references to come back.) and my days at the station were numbered. I also had turned down the management position that he now had. When DICK arrived at the station that day, I told him the same story I told you. When I left the room and returned later, I noticed he had removed the faulty thumb guard from the kill switch, I guess he didn't realize I had already shown it to the police and fire dept. I don't know if anything ever came of that but the cause of the fire was officially placed on the owner of the Monte Carlo. The gas station was closed for a week for repairs so I was already home from my vacation when I got the call I'd been waiting for. Com Ed called, not with a starting date but to inform me that they were no longer interested in hiring me! A job reference had been sent to my current employer as expected, but DICK, instead of forwarding my reference to the regional manager as he had been instructed to do, filled it out himself. It took a couple of days and a call from the regional manager but eventually I did get the job. I never did go back to work at the station but I did pay a special visit to DICK several months later. But that's a story for another thread. Next up. We finally begin our trip... |
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arthur stead Inner circle When I played soccer, I hit 1773 Posts |
Another great read, Daryl. And you really know how to keep a reader hanging .......
Looking forward to the trip episode, PLUS what happened when you went to see DICK. |
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arthur stead Inner circle When I played soccer, I hit 1773 Posts |
When I first joined Peter Frampton's band in 1980, our drummer was Jaime Oldaker from Tulsa. Jaime had formerly toured and recorded with Eric Clapton for a number of years. In fact, his playing can be heard on a lot of Clapton's hits, like Lay Down Sally, Cocaine, Wonderful Tonight, and many others. One day, after we had gotten to know each other, Jaime told me this story, which really illustrates the fickle and callous nature of the music business.
The Tulsa-based bass player Carl Radle (from Derek and the Dominoes) called Jaime and said Eric wants to record an album. Jaime, meantime, was on the verge of going on tour with Leon Russell. But Carl was very persuasive. He said he had played Eric samples of Jaime's playing (taken from live recordings Jaime had done with Bob Seeger). Apparently Eric liked what he heard, and wanted to work with him. But Jaime was torn. On the one hand he had a commitment to go on the road with Leon. On the other hand, he realized the chance to play with a legend like Clapton was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Jaime decided it was an offer he couldn't refuse. So he bowed out of Leon's tour (and a steady paycheck), and took a risk on an as-yet-undecided (and temporarily unpaid) future with Clapton. But what Jaime DIDN'T know, was that at that point in his life, Eric Clapton was a hopeless drug addict. Heroin had made him a virtual hermit. However, Carl was determined to inspire Eric to get back in the studio and on the road again. So Carl took Jaime to Clapton's mansion, and they banged on the door until someone let them in. It was very dark inside because not many lights were on. Also, every single window in the entire house had been blacked out. There was no answer when they called out for Eric. They wandered from room to room, calling his name, until finally they found him: Eric was sitting motionless, eyes closed, slumped over a chair in a darkened room. Obviously lost in a heroin-induced stupor. Jaime told me his inner thoughts at that moment were: "What have I done?" To make a long story short: Over the next few weeks, Carl and Jaime coaxed Eric back to life. They spent all their time helping him get him back on his feet. They even helped him kick the heroin habit (at least temporarily), and got him motivated to pick up his guitar and play again. They got him into the studio, put together a band, worked on some songs, and recorded the album 461 Ocean Boulevard at Criteria Studios in Miami (an album that contained the hit I Shot The Sheriff). This was the start of a resurrection, and a long ascension for Clapton's career. Other albums followed, including Slowhand, There's One In Every Crowd, EC Was Here, No Reason To Cry, Backless, and 24 Nights. Worldwide tours supported the release of each album. Eric regained his former success, money was being made, and life was good for him and his band-mates. As a quick side note: When I played with Frampton, we used to call Jaime "FC Oldaker." The "FC" being an abbreviation for "First Class." That's because Jaime was used to getting first class treatment in Clapton's band. They always flew first class, stayed at the very best hotels, dined at the finest restaurants, etc. "The good life" was lived to excess, and everyone thought those good times would never end. From what I've told you so far, it's pretty clear that had it not been for Carl and Jaime's intervention and persistent care and encouragement, Clapton would probably still have been a helpless drug addict. And quite possibly, just another rock 'n' roll casualty. So you would think that, after everything Carl and Jaime had done for Eric, he would be forever grateful. But no. After a few years of success, Clapton's record company told him he had to cut costs. Among other things, they suggested one way to lower his expenses would be to hire cheaper musicians. So one day, without warning, Jaime got a pink slip in the mail. It said, simply, "Your services are no longer required." Jaime tried to call Eric, but he wouldn't answer his phone. Eric's management was evasive, saying he was out of the country and couldn't be reached. Jaime even went to Eric's house, but no one would let him in. And just like that, without a word of explanation, he was unemployed. And that, my friends, is just one example of the friendships, betrayals, back-stabbings, and extreme ups and downs in the music industry. Like dipping your bare feet into a box of poisonous snakes. |
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