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slowkneenuh Regular user After 5,278+ posts, only credited with 133 Posts |
This thread is for those individuals that would like to contribute a story or request a story for or from another member on something that may be of interest to some Café members and is willing to share.
I would like to ask Arthur Stead to tell us about an incident that he described in another thread as "Lost my original (older) one (guitar), along with all our musical and sound equipment when our cargo plane exploded while traveling with Frampton in 1980".
John
"A poor workman always blames his tools" |
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arthur stead Inner circle When I played soccer, I hit 1773 Posts |
That's LONG story, John. It will take me a while to write it and get all the details straight ... but I will get to it. In the meantime, you might like this true story:
In 1982 through '83 I toured as musical director and pianist for The Mamas And The Papas. (This was the newly reformed Ms & Ps, with original members John Phillips and Denny Doherty, and John's daughter Mackenzie Phillips (from the sitcom One Day At A Time) as the new Michelle, and Spanky McFarlane (from Spanky And Our Gang) as the new Mama Cass). At the time, John Phillips was dating a girl in New York City named Bonnie. According to John, he once told her to get under the bed and bark like a dog. At first she was shocked, saying, "You want me to do WHAT?" Now John was big guy, so he repeated, more firmly, "I said, get under the bed and bark!" After which, she obliged. OK, now fast forward to us coming off the road for a weekend in NYC. Whenever we were in The Big Apple, we were based at the Gramercy Park Hotel. John and I were walking down the corridor on our floor, when we heard a dog barking from one of the rooms. To which John instantly called out: "Bonnie, is that you?" Later on, John dated a girl named Jane. One day he told me, in all earnestness: Arthur, I told her to get under the bed and bark like a dog, but she wouldn't do it. So then I told her to meow like a cat. But she refused to do that, too. I tried everything, and I was about to give up, when Jane said, "But John, you haven't asked me what I WILL do!" So I asked, "Well, what WILL you do?" And she said, "I'll quack like a duck!" Absolutely true story! And oh, the private jokes that followed ... like Jane "waddling" towards us, etc. |
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slowkneenuh Regular user After 5,278+ posts, only credited with 133 Posts |
Good story Arthur looking forward to more!
John
"A poor workman always blames his tools" |
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Pakar Ilusi Inner circle 5777 Posts |
I've seen David Copperfield pick up a gorgeous lady in the audience at one of his shows.
From the beginning when he eyed and repeatedly smiled at her to him bringing her onstage for the "moon" mentalism paper tearing bit until his assistant came after the show to ask her and her friend backstage. I'm sure they made some extraordinary Magic later... Now that's, why I wanna do Magic!
"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 |
I had dinner with Yogi Berra, hosted an "afternoon tea" with with Sergei Kruschev, tipped drinks with Bob Shields (mime team of Shields and Yarnell) in a Hong Kong bar in Wanchai (and shared secrets) and was given the controls of a DC-8 on a flight from Chicago to L.A. back in the seventies.
But probably the most unsettling memorable event my wife and I experienced (not even sure this qualifies for OP) was on a stopover (as compared to a layover) on a Pan Am 747 in Teheran in July, 1979, from Frankfurt to Delhi. Surrounded by armed Iranian soldiers while the plane was boarded by other armed soldiers, all passengers' passports were damanded and inspected. All services to the plane were cut, no air, stifling heat. We sat in the plane on the tarmac for three hours. I'd bet the event was never reported. The American Embassy hostages were taken that November. So, not huge, but fun, or not, just the same. No one will believe the DC-8 story. I don't expect or invite PMs. They're all long stories. Y'alls call.
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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slowkneenuh Regular user After 5,278+ posts, only credited with 133 Posts |
Pakar, Bob, just the kinds of things I was hoping to see in this thread. We've all had some wonderful and not so wonderful life experiences that deserve to see the light of day. Long is good in this thread.
John
"A poor workman always blames his tools" |
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arthur stead Inner circle When I played soccer, I hit 1773 Posts |
Pakar, when you're a rock star magician, you live the rock star magician lifestyle!
Bob, all those stories sound fascinating! Do you care to share more details? |
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slowkneenuh Regular user After 5,278+ posts, only credited with 133 Posts |
I guess I will add to the storytelling with some short but interesting (at least to me) tales periodically. Let me start with one of several tales in my early years as a seventeen year old paratrooper in the U. S. Army's 101st Airborne Division.
First some background, to be qualified as a paratrooper (which means back then you made $55.00 dollars more each month than a soldier who wasn't jump qualified) you had to complete the ground school and make 5 training jumps. After ground school the weather was so bad we had a problem getting our jumps in the week after ground school. This resulted in having to jump three times in one day which was highly unusual. Take that scenario, less than ideal weather, a plane full of scared ****less young men, and air sickness galore (which was not uncommon normally but much more so for the first few jumps) and an ungodly noise when the aircraft doors are open in preparation for you to jump. Shortly before jumping you stand up as a group in two rows facing the rear of the aircraft and hook a line from your chute to a cable in the plane. When you jump from the plane your body weight pulls on the cord and it in turn pulls out your chute. So basically you are lined up one behind the other and you cannot go forward until the person in front of you moves and you have to move quickly. Too slow and you land outside the drop zone and that can be real ugly. Needless to say, when the signal was given to jump, I moved along, encountered the vomit on the floor and proceeded to fall on my ass, stopping everyone behind me. As a result the aircraft had to make a long slow circle around and make another pass. My punishment from the jumpmaster was to take me to the open door as soon as I got up and stand there in a jumping position, half out of the plane while it circled around for another pass which seemed to take hours. Although I was a volunteer, I didn't know whether to be upset or not with my parents signing my papers for me to be able to enlist. I have plenty more tales to tell, military and otherwise, if anyone is interested. I thought I would tell mine in increments to keep them relatively small.
John
"A poor workman always blames his tools" |
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AGMagic Special user Cailf. 775 Posts |
"Ah the stories we could tell.
If it all blows up and goes to hell. I wish that we could sit upon the bed in some hotel and listen to the stories we could tell." Jimmy Buffett 20+ years building amusement parks around the world left me with many fine stories. Many (most)are not suitable for a polite audience.
Tim Silver - http://www.facebook.com/pages/Magic-Woodshop/122578214436546
I know you believe you understand what you think I said, but I am not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant. Visualize Whirled Peas! |
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slowkneenuh Regular user After 5,278+ posts, only credited with 133 Posts |
Polite or not so polite, we all enjoy a good story. Try us.
John
"A poor workman always blames his tools" |
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arthur stead Inner circle When I played soccer, I hit 1773 Posts |
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On 2013-12-10 22:44, AGMagic wrote: I'm in the same boat, AGMagic! Having spent half my life as a rock 'n' roller, most of my stories read like an X-rated movie! But here's a milder contribution: When I was drafted into the South African Army, I ended up in a squadron with one of my high school buddies. To keep this in context, I'll just add that this was during the hippie days. Near the end of my conscription, one day, after the work day was done, our staff sergeant somehow discovered that my buddy and I had been smoking pot. Our sergeant was short and stocky, but really mean and built like a tank. Everyone was afraid of him. He sternly ordered us to follow him, and get into his jeep. Then he drove real fast, not saying a word, for several miles, eventually turning off the road and entering a thickly wooded area.. My friend and I didn't know what to think! We had no idea what he intended to do. Then, when he finally stopped the car, our sarge turned around and lit up a giant big reefer! And shared it with us. Then, again barely speaking a word, he drove us back and dropped us off in camp. And this strange practice continued, on select afternoons, until my army days were over. |
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arthur stead Inner circle When I played soccer, I hit 1773 Posts |
Thanks for your story, slowkneenuh. Keep 'em coming!
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Bob1Dog Inner circle Wife: It's me or this houseful of 1159 Posts |
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On 2013-12-10 20:37, arthur stead wrote: Do you want me to go public or private? And which one do you want first?
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 2013-12-10 22:08, slowkneenuh wrote: John, I'm impressed dude. I'm impressed with anyone who jumped with the 101st Airborne. Tell us more. Thanks for your service brother. I was USAF, 67-71 and had a pretty easy job compared to yours.
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 |
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On 2013-12-11 01:31, Bob1Dog wrote: Public, of course! How about the DC-8 story? |
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Bob1Dog Inner circle Wife: It's me or this houseful of 1159 Posts |
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On 2013-12-10 22:47, slowkneenuh wrote: +1
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 2013-12-11 00:49, arthur stead wrote: Arthur, that's a great story, but I sense the real story here is how you got drafted into the South African army! I love your stories about the rock stars you worked with; some of my idols of the past. The music of the Mamas and Papas, holds a special place in my heart for many reaons, which is probably another story, and your experience with them must have been very special. It would have been for me.
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 |
Arthur, the DC-8 story is fun, and like I said wouldn't be believable today. And it requires a long narration. So I promise to work on it and hopefully get it posted in the next twenty-four hours. I'm giggling as I write this because it's such a whimsical thing that happened to my wife and I. So. You in turn have to tell us how you became a South African conscript. Deal?
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 |
John, this is a great thread you started, by the way.
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 |
That's an easy one, Bob1Dog! I was born and raised in South Africa, and had no choice ... when I finished high school, I HAD to go. It was compulsory.
I'm also working on a rather long story, concerning a plane crash when I was working with Peter Frampton, which I promised Slowkneenuh I would tell. Will post it as soon as it's completed. |
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