Up and Down by Little Bobbie

And now for something completely different. Little Bobbie Britt, doing his rendition of the old timey favorite, "Up and Down". Let's hear it for little Bobbie! Be careful Boobby, you're pulling over the mic stand! Look out! Aw... Isn't he great?  A big round of applause, now!


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"Fire and Rain: The Beatles, Simon and Garfunkel, James Taylor, CSNY, and the Lost Story of 1970" (an interview with author & Rolling Stone edttor, Da

This is hour 2 of The David Sirota Show on Tuesday, July 26, 2011, featuring at the beginning of the hour an interview with David Browne to talk about his book Fire and Rain: The Beatles, Simon and Garfunkel, James Taylor, CSNY, and the Lost Story of 1970. As the account of a single year in music, Browne weaves the narratives of four bands and artists who each released an album of lasting influence in 1970: The Beatles' Let It Be, Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young's Deja Vu, James Taylor's Sweet Baby James, and Simon and Garfunkel's Bridge Over Troubled Water. Fire and Rain tells the story of these four iconic albums of 1970 and the He sets these stories against an increasingly chaotic backdrop of events that sent the world spinning throughout that tumultuous year: Kent State, the Apollo 13 debacle, ongoing bombings by radical left-wing groups, the diffusion of the antiwar movement, and much more. David Browne is a Rolling Stone editor and frequent contributor to The New York Times. find book at:
http://www.insound.com/Fire-and-Rain-book-David-Browne/P/INS91880/

Tommy James (KGLT interview & music)

Do you remember TOMMY JAMES and The Shondells? He was here in 2009 for the annual Rocking the Rivers biker woodstock type festival. Bob Butts interviewed Tommy. I thought you Geezers could put your feet up, pull on a can of grape knee-hi and listen.

Who Knows Where the Time Goes?

I was watching TCM the other day, and "The Subject Was Roses" (1968) came on. I didn't wind up watching the whole thing, but it was good, although depressing. It has Patricia Neal, Jack Albertson, and Martin Sheen. But the thing that I really liked was the opening. It had Judy Collins singing this song with just her twelve-string and no band. She sang it all the way through that way, while the movie started up with Patricia Neal waking up and going out in her living room, and viewing the strewn remains of the welcome home party for her son, who just returned from WWII. He and his Dad got drunk; the Mom felt left out. Anyway, the song has been running through my head ever since. You guys probably remember it was written by Sandy Denny. It reminds me of Mike, who was a big Sandy Denny fan. I believe I heard it the year he and Cod roomed together at BGSU. I used to visit their apartment, and we'd listen to albums. The chords are copied below. I'm going try to figure it out. --Rob

WHO KNOWS WHERE THE TIME GOES
by Sandy Denny

E  A2  E  A2  E  A2  E  A2

E                     A2                   E    A2

Across the morning sky all the birds are leaving

 E                 A2                        E  A2

Ah but how can they know it's time for them to go?

  F#m                Abm A                  Abm   A

Before the winter fire, we'll still be dreamin'

                      E

I do not count the time

CHORUS:

     B                     A

For who knows where the time goes?

  E                  A    F#m   A  E   E  A2  E  A2

Who knows where the time goes?

Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving

Ah but then you know it's time for them to go

But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving

I do not count the time ...CHORUS

And I am not alone while my love is near me

And I know it will be so 'til it's time to go

So count the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again

I do not fear the time

CHORUS #2:

For who knows how my love grows?

And who knows where the time goes?

A2: x 0 2 2 0 0

Abm: 4^th fret bar, 022000

Rik & His early morning Ha Ha doodle-doo medley "everybody's talkin' / gentle on my mind"

"Grandpa Rik?What's a 'Ha Ha?" Well, gather round, you kids. That was, you see, my name for the first guitar I ever saw, probably on Gene Autry or Roy Rogers TV shows. I was I guess 3 or 4" And my folks, mom & dad, my grandparents, and so on... they got such a laugh. Ha ha, Ricky calls a guitar a Ha Ha. So I guess it sort of a family joke.
This post is only intended as a temporary one, with the impromptu doodling, and checking out how it might sound using the recording equipment. But if you was to happen to play along and want to comment and add some words, pass 'em on, okay? The photo is a grandpa pic, May, 2001, Karen & my visit to Maine, visiting Amy & the kids. Me oh my, how they have grown. And I probably look different, too, come to think of it. 2nd thought, I'd rather not! Credits to Fred Neil and John Hartford are referred to in the recording as to the songs' writers.

Rik's radio interview.... June 2011 (21 minutes)

You guys weren't around here in the M2WB hey day. But they were quite the band. For a live show, no one could beat them. The DVD documentary produced and broadcast on our Montana PBS is really worth checking out as to the whole band's story. But in my day, I marveled at them and got to know 'em a bit, back when the Montana Wildhat band was pickin' out the covers in the bar band circuit. This interview with the band's bassist Steve Riddle was produced with KGLT engineer Brodie Cates on June 15, 2011, for intended broadcast on June 25. Well, the gig at Big Sky you hear about in the interview got cancelled. Boo hooey. That's show biz, boys. Anyhow, I put it up here for your exclusive pleasure, and because I'm always looking for an audience, I guess. Hope you may enjoy it. To get a copy of the CD, well, listen to the interview!

"Tell Me Why" TONY JOE WHITE... Indian Lake trip, year of ... 1969?

How about some Geezer Buckeye Teenage nostalgia for an ol' Louisiana swamp gator singer on the transister radio.... Rob and Roger may or may not remember. But there was this weekend camping trip one summer. I think it was Indian Lake. I don't remember exactly where Indian Lake is, but I guess it wasn't too far afield from central Ohio. Tim McCreary with his '67 LeMans was there. And my Peachblow Road pal since even before grade school, Steve Vaughn was also along. We were shining the flashlights and looking for girls. Weren't we? A shrug, a sigh, I can't remember much. But I do remember, that TONY JOE WHITE's "Polk Salad Annie" was on the pop radio, and we grunted along with him, singing about that straight razor totin' woman, "... . fever got you, Granny..." Ah, good times .... Rob got his tooth chipped by my carelessness on the front end of the canoe. After some late night razzing about something, Steve told us in no uncertain terms, we "... could all eat shit and die, and bark at the moon, goddammit!!" Which we all thought a memorable thing for our future bucket list. I think I was heavy into my Fender Villager 12-string, and wanting to do Glen Campbell songs. Was Gary there with his Clapton blues guitar riffs? Was Roger quoting Hugh Hefner lines, or citing notable playmates of the month? I jes can't remember everything, you know? Anyhow, this Tony Joe song is in the here and now. It has a groove I enjoy, from Tony's latest Swamp Records album, The Shine. Key: E minor.... Em... Bm... Am