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Late again! Happy Birthday anyway!

Happy Birthday, Free For All! I know I told you last night on the chat, but what the heck, you're worth saluting again!

Great place! Many thanks for providing it for us!

He was a great comedic talent! When he was with Tim Conway in anything, I would laugh until the tears came. RIP, Mr, Knotts!

Naw, I do most of my flying on this:

And God spoke and said: "Noah, awaken and heed my words!" And Noah didst tremble, saying, "Lord, why hath thou wakened me?" And the Lord did say, "Noah, build me a jazz band. For the earth will be visited by a plague of Brides, followed by forty days of Trade Shows and forty nights of Awards Banquets. They will all be jazz oblivious. This pleaseth me not and so we must invent jazz." And Noah didst say, "Command me Lord." And the Lord didst say, "First, thou must find me a leader." And Noah replied, "But Lord, will I not be thy leader?" And the Lord sayeth; "Fool, thou will be my contractor. Ask not why!" And Noah didst bow his head, saying, "Yes, my Lord. And what instrument will the leader play?" And the Lord said, "It matters little whether he play or not, or whether he be proficient or not. For his job shall primarily be to schmooze, and to deal with clients, and to count the tempos wrong, and to inquire as to whether overtime will happen, and to try to segue tunes that should not be segued. If he playeth any instrument, thou must always have a capable player of that instrument in the band just to be safe." And Noah didst say, "And what else shall this leader do?" And the Lord replied, "It shall be his job to spread bad information and confusion amongst the sidemen and to pit them one against the other, and to delay all payments . Further shall it be his job, until we can afford a soundman, to create feedback, and to invent new equalization." And Noah didst shake his head in wonder, saying, "Lord, thy ways are strange and mysterious. What more shall I do?" And the Lord said, "Next, find me a Rhythm Section. First, find me a drummer. And three things above all must this drummer possess." "First, this drummer must have slightly imperfect time, so that whenever he playeth a fill (and he shall play many), he always emergeth at a different place, but thou may not guess which, nor where 'one' now is to be found." "And second, he must be supremely discontent, always hoping for the Big Break which will lead him to playing with Wedding Bands or for other high paying gigs, so that he secretly despiseth jazz." "And third, he must always be convinced of his righteousness, in all things, including time, volume, tempo and feel, so that he argueth always with the leader and the bass player." And Noah didst say, "Bass player?" And the Lord didst say, "Yes, Bass player. He shall be bored, he shall overplay and he shall sing off key. That is all." And Noah didst say, "Of course. And next, my Lord?" And the Lord did say, "Next shall be the Keyboard Player. And he shall play as if he has twenty fingers, and he shall play substitute upon substitute, until no man may name the chord, and he will not be helpful. Furthermore, he shall always be late. And he shall always be trying out new gear of which he has no knowledge." And Noah didst wonder aloud, "Lord, Great is thy wisdom!" And the Lord didst wisely continue, "Next shall be the Guitar Player and he shall be loud. Also shall he know not how to read "The Page", and so shall rely upon his ears, which have been damaged by exposure to high sound pressure levels. For guitar players who read "The Page" shall already being playing shows, and will be making the big shekels. And his uniform shall be the rattiest." And the Lord didst say, "Next thou shall need Horns." "First shall be Saxophones and Clarinets. And they shall either be Beboppers who play Bird quotes in every song, yea, even the ballad medley, or copiers of Johnny Dodds and Sidney Bechet. They shall drink on every break and make long faces all night long, but especially when "Stardust" is called" "Next, shall be the Trumpeters. And they shall every one attempt to take everything up an octave, and fail most frequently. And of changes they shall know nothing." "And finally shall be the Trombone Player. And many jokes will be made about him, for he will have a beeper that never beeps, as well as a day job, and he will be the first to be cut from the band." And Noah, taking many notes, didst say, "Mighty is the Lord!" And the Lord didst say, "Next, shall be the String Player. He will attach pickups to his violin that is more ancient even than myself, so that the instrument screecheth and causeth great pain. His job shall be to dress in foppish clothing with hair in a pony tail, to fake parts, and to complain about the volume and the intonation, and to impede the swing." And Noah didst say, "What can be left, Lord?" And the Lord didst say, "Finally, find me the singers." "And they shall be two; one male and one female." "And the male shall be a strutting peacock, with girlie-man hair, and he shall never have to wear the tuxedo, and also shall play the harmonica." "The female shall always sing the power ballads and the novelty songs. She shall sing backup for the male, and forget the words, and be late, and know nothing of keys or form." "And together, they shall leave every gig immediately, having never touched a piece of equipment. And they shall be paid more shekels than the sidemen. Ask not why." And the Lord continued: "Together they shall be melded into a dissonant band that plays mysterious polyrhythmic music called Jazz. It shall grow to immense proportions in New Orleans amongst sinners, whorehouses and honky tonks several millennia from now. But fear not within a 100 years from birth, it shall be played in Churches and other places of high learning. And it shall be called art. Go figureth." And the lord didst command him, "Search high and low for these, as not every musician can fulfill these requirements. And though we have no work yet, a commitment must be secured from all. And while you're at it, start looking for subs." And Noah didst say, "Lord, thy will be done." _________________________________________________________________________________________ This would be really funny - IF IT WASN'T TRUE!

I had one about five years ago. I was told to bring my own CD's, so I had tunes that I liked. I was fine as long as I kept my eyes closed; but if I opened them, I would start gasping for air. I never thought of myself as claustrophobic, but it was mighty close in there!

Way to go, guys! Remember, when you're rich and famous, I'm up for adoption..........

My answer will depend on the instrument I am playing. I started piano lessons when I was 4, and took them for 9 years. Sang in school choirs every year before and after that; was a music education major in college with vocal and piano for my degree. I picked up the guitar when I was 15 and taught myself to play it without ever taking lessons. Guitar has my main instrument for forty years now. But I still enjoy playing piano and my B-3, too. Just for the record, I don't like to sing......

Is that how they were set when you got it or how you like to use them? I'm partial to the C3 vib. setting and the 3rd harmonic perc. But then again, there ain't no bad settings one one of these critters!

Any other of you Kansas City guys old enough to remember "Trees, Bushes, and/or Tall Grass", "Mystic Number National Bank", "Gas, Food, and Lodging", "The Amelia Earhart Memorial Flying Band", "Manchester Trafficway", "White Lead", "Amoeba", or "Uncle Sam"? All were real registered union KC bands from '67 thru '72.

Very nice!!

RIP, Lou; you left one hell of a legacy.

Happy New Year, everybody! A welcome night off, no gig this year! I'll spend a quiet evening at home with the family for a change.

The "Phoenix" is a post tone wheel era all electronic POS almost identical to a Lowrey. One of the reasons for the downfall of Hammond IMO.

I highly recommend the M-3, too. I used them for years before I finally got my B's. With a 145 or 147 Leslie, the difference in sound from a B-3 with a 122 is negligible. That one you found on ebay is great if it is all there and works; good luck with it.

I guess that would fall under the "didn't know any better" category.........

Seller didn't know the difference or trying to find a sucker?

That's worth checking out regardless, if it isn't gone already. It's probably a cut down B.

"Rumble" was one of the first records I ever bought. Link Wray, Lonnie Mack, Les Paul, and Chet Atkins were the people directly responsible for my need to learn to play the guitar. Link was another one of the "Greatest Unknown Guitarists". Unfortunately he probably won't get much, if any, press here. We lost another pioneer. RIP, Link!

I do! The "Hammond Organ Plus!" station is just the ticket!

Joe, I've always preferred the button on the back of the neck block because the strap then goes up your body and over your shoulder without having to twist 90 degrees to lay on your shoulder. I don't know if that really means anything to anyone else, but it seems more comfortable to me.

Welcome, Billie! You like my kind of music! I love playin' that stuff! Billie, Dinah, Ella, Peggy, Julie, Bessie, all of 'em!

RIP, Clarence! You were a favorite of mine!

Yep - Brother Ray! And Joe Sample.....