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The nudge?
This guy
This guy
WHO GAVE YOU THAT NUDGE?
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prairietelecaster
Friend of Leo's
Wonderful parents.
Too bad I'm an orphan now and can't tell them again to their faces.
There was also an active music scene in Calgary when I was a kid, in the 50's and 60s and 70's. There was live music being performed all over the place. I was able to have lots of gig experiences from the time I was 16 on. Real people playing real music in real time..... no sampling or lip sync cheese although there was lots of live cheese LOL!. I remember being a toddler and loving the beat of music...My first memories are 78's of Eddie Cantor LOL!!!! I remember my dad on some drums and my two older cousins on fiddle and piano. It didn't get better than that way back then. "I wanna do that!". My first string experience was learning 5 foot 2 on my Dad's Maybelle tenor banjo. And then there was watching Elvis's first Sullivan Performances. LOL!!! Mom and Dad bought sis and I an old tweed deluxe, lap steel, and a harmony stratotone all used hard. Sis had to start guitar, I had to do the lap steel. I got stupid and switched to the guitar after a year or so. (hindsight!). Gotta stop or I'll be rambling all the clichés that every other guitar player has ever written about the influences of that time. Don't get me wrong, I'm not nostalgic, things change and so must we - without losing past sight.....but we have to filter the fake from the real.
Too bad I'm an orphan now and can't tell them again to their faces.
There was also an active music scene in Calgary when I was a kid, in the 50's and 60s and 70's. There was live music being performed all over the place. I was able to have lots of gig experiences from the time I was 16 on. Real people playing real music in real time..... no sampling or lip sync cheese although there was lots of live cheese LOL!. I remember being a toddler and loving the beat of music...My first memories are 78's of Eddie Cantor LOL!!!! I remember my dad on some drums and my two older cousins on fiddle and piano. It didn't get better than that way back then. "I wanna do that!". My first string experience was learning 5 foot 2 on my Dad's Maybelle tenor banjo. And then there was watching Elvis's first Sullivan Performances. LOL!!! Mom and Dad bought sis and I an old tweed deluxe, lap steel, and a harmony stratotone all used hard. Sis had to start guitar, I had to do the lap steel. I got stupid and switched to the guitar after a year or so. (hindsight!). Gotta stop or I'll be rambling all the clichés that every other guitar player has ever written about the influences of that time. Don't get me wrong, I'm not nostalgic, things change and so must we - without losing past sight.....but we have to filter the fake from the real.
rb.jr
Tele-Meister
My dad walked in the house when I was 16 with a 61 J-45 and asked if I wanted to play,I thought what the heck.My real inspiration was the man I took from,his name is Travis Stephens.He has taught just about everyone in our town.He was and still is one of the nicest and most talented men I have ever known.I count him as a dear friend to this day.He now plays in the same band with me....it's like playing with one of your heroes.I am now 39 years old.I had to come back and add that one other guy ,Tim Bowen who plays lead in the group,has also been a inspiration for me to want to practice more and strive for better tone.I believe that when you surround yourself with better musicians than yourself,it can give you drive to play better.Sorry if I got wordy or off subject. Ron
Adam Waldron
Tele-Holic
Well....
From the time I was 12 I asked and asked for a guitar from my parents.
At 18 I started tertiary education and used student loan money to buy a Tele and a Classic 20. I knew I was going to be a guitar player, though I knew two chords, E and A (I now know they are called that). I had seen kids at high school playing....
When I first started out my mother and step-father were far from supportive. No matter how quiet I played, I was yelled at to turn it down and that I sounded awful. Mum suggested that it sounded like I was cleaning my strings. I explained my love for music and how I was gonna get good banging on my brand new Tele. Stepfather (with outstanding vinyl collection) told me I knew nothing of what I was talking about and my love for music could never possibly exceed his.....
I left home to go to university in another city. I had bascially been playing for 7 months. I could play almost every note from the Beano album, and was working on Cray, Hendrix, Knopfler.... I would go to guitar shops and noodle. Dude in guitar shop a couple of years my senior *loved* my bending and vibrato.
Ran into guitar shop dude at a concert. He took me to a bar afterwards and introduced me to one of this countries greatest bluesmen. I was pushed onto the stage and the request of guitar shop dude. I played my heart on three numbers on a borrowed red Strat. I had never played outside my bedroom in reality....
As the last song finished, people came up to stage to shake my hand. The bar owner was blown away.... This all surprised me.
I was hooked. I felt on top of the world, having done what I felt I was meant to do.
Bluesman took me under his wing and taught me how to play in band. Played some shows as a guest. A lot of jamming.
I now have around 10 years playing behind me, with a 5 year break getting my career going.
These days, I am sideman in a country/blues/swing band.
I spoke to Mum recently, she lives in another country these days. She asks what I have been doing. I say "Working and playing music".
I tell her about some of the shows, some with good profile.
She replies, "Wow, we didn't know you had any talent my dear".
Cheers,
Adam
From the time I was 12 I asked and asked for a guitar from my parents.
At 18 I started tertiary education and used student loan money to buy a Tele and a Classic 20. I knew I was going to be a guitar player, though I knew two chords, E and A (I now know they are called that). I had seen kids at high school playing....
When I first started out my mother and step-father were far from supportive. No matter how quiet I played, I was yelled at to turn it down and that I sounded awful. Mum suggested that it sounded like I was cleaning my strings. I explained my love for music and how I was gonna get good banging on my brand new Tele. Stepfather (with outstanding vinyl collection) told me I knew nothing of what I was talking about and my love for music could never possibly exceed his.....
I left home to go to university in another city. I had bascially been playing for 7 months. I could play almost every note from the Beano album, and was working on Cray, Hendrix, Knopfler.... I would go to guitar shops and noodle. Dude in guitar shop a couple of years my senior *loved* my bending and vibrato.
Ran into guitar shop dude at a concert. He took me to a bar afterwards and introduced me to one of this countries greatest bluesmen. I was pushed onto the stage and the request of guitar shop dude. I played my heart on three numbers on a borrowed red Strat. I had never played outside my bedroom in reality....
As the last song finished, people came up to stage to shake my hand. The bar owner was blown away.... This all surprised me.
I was hooked. I felt on top of the world, having done what I felt I was meant to do.
Bluesman took me under his wing and taught me how to play in band. Played some shows as a guest. A lot of jamming.
I now have around 10 years playing behind me, with a 5 year break getting my career going.
These days, I am sideman in a country/blues/swing band.
I spoke to Mum recently, she lives in another country these days. She asks what I have been doing. I say "Working and playing music".
I tell her about some of the shows, some with good profile.
She replies, "Wow, we didn't know you had any talent my dear".
Cheers,
Adam
Twang
Tele-Holic
I was in my mid 20's. My brother calls me from NYC and does a Dylan song on his first/new guitar...complete with vocals and harmonica solo. I was hearing it over his speaker phone but I couldn't believe it.
"How long have you been playing?!"
"Just over a month."
I bought a guitar the next day.
Sibling rivalry.
Now we jam whenever we are together...no rivalry anymore...just good times.
"How long have you been playing?!"
"Just over a month."
I bought a guitar the next day.
Sibling rivalry.
Now we jam whenever we are together...no rivalry anymore...just good times.
blue water girl
Tele-Afflicted
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Oster
Friend of Leo's
Nudges:
I wanted to play drums, but my dad who was a Jazz drummer in Dublin Ireland, playing public dances, said I should stick with guitar or bass - Less stuff to lug around. I can still see him pantomining a guitarist strolling along, carefree, whistling a happy tune with case in hand away from the gig.
When I was 16, I met a phenomenal musician named Sean Paddison, a prodigy on keyboards who complimented me on a little guitar instrumental I wrote. We did some new-wave type things as demos. Only now do I really see that at 18 years of age the guy was seriously developed as both a musician and producer. Not sure what he's up to now, but he certainly was a good example, musically.
I wanted to play drums, but my dad who was a Jazz drummer in Dublin Ireland, playing public dances, said I should stick with guitar or bass - Less stuff to lug around. I can still see him pantomining a guitarist strolling along, carefree, whistling a happy tune with case in hand away from the gig.
When I was 16, I met a phenomenal musician named Sean Paddison, a prodigy on keyboards who complimented me on a little guitar instrumental I wrote. We did some new-wave type things as demos. Only now do I really see that at 18 years of age the guy was seriously developed as both a musician and producer. Not sure what he's up to now, but he certainly was a good example, musically.
Lance
Friend of Leo's
My friend...
Matt! Played a black LP deluxe...tall, thin, good lookin. Great player!
Me....uhhh none of the above.
I bought his Aria LP goldtop deluxe and added real parts to it.
Matt! Played a black LP deluxe...tall, thin, good lookin. Great player!
Me....uhhh none of the above.
I bought his Aria LP goldtop deluxe and added real parts to it.
ThreeBarrels
Tele-Holic
the nudge? how about the NUGE?
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Dad...................Gad
WhenI was a lttle kid in So.Cal. in the 60's there was a guy on public TV that had a guitar lesson show.He always opened and closed his TV lesson with "Greensleeves".My Dad was always mesmerized and swore that if he could just play that one song he could die happy.Then one day(probably a Fathers Day) Mom brought home an Orlando six string acoustic. Dad cried.Not long after that (my third grade year) My school offered guitar lessons.Dad didn't even blink.He sent his cherished guitar of to school with his 3rd grade kid in a pair of pillow cases for a guitar case.I still have the guitar.I still have my Dad.I still get encouragement from him to this day (I'm 40 ).
I love you ,Dad.
WhenI was a lttle kid in So.Cal. in the 60's there was a guy on public TV that had a guitar lesson show.He always opened and closed his TV lesson with "Greensleeves".My Dad was always mesmerized and swore that if he could just play that one song he could die happy.Then one day(probably a Fathers Day) Mom brought home an Orlando six string acoustic. Dad cried.Not long after that (my third grade year) My school offered guitar lessons.Dad didn't even blink.He sent his cherished guitar of to school with his 3rd grade kid in a pair of pillow cases for a guitar case.I still have the guitar.I still have my Dad.I still get encouragement from him to this day (I'm 40 ).
I love you ,Dad.
PraiseCaster
Poster Extraordinaire
Re: My wunnerful momma
0le FUZZY said:
I really can't say who gave me the nudge, it was just something I had to do. I never had much in the way of lessons other then friends showing me things. I'd just go to concerts most every weekend and come home and play my guitar (electric, but unplugged) until three in the morning or so. There was so much music in the air that I just absorbed all I could. I'd watch the hands of every guitar player I'd see. My mother gave me financial help to buy my gear, but my dad thought I was wasting my time. Music chose me for better or for worse.
Mr. Eltzroth!
in 1964 I had a homeroom /english teacher in Jr. High by the name of Jack Eltzroth....I had started playing guitar a few months earlier and my folkswere luke warm at best about it...so to keep me under control...they let me buy an electric guitar...just not the amp??!! (figuring I would loose interest by and by....) well that just about happened because we were putting together a little band and it was sounding ready to play out to us anyway but we were all pluging into a 1~12" Kaye amp....it was horrible....so I was loosing interest...
One day in homeroom Mr. E. took me outside and said that I had been looking really down and what was the problem....I relayed our amp dilimma to him and he said that if we promised to pay him back he would get us what we needed! our parents all thought that he was crazy but a few days later after school he drove us down to Sears and bought a giant amp (at least to us) for $250 (100 watts 6~10" speakers) and we started playing birthgay parties etc...and payed him back in less than a year! ($250 in the sixties would be about $1200 in todays $$$$ !!!)
NOW FAST FORWARD TO ABOUT 10 YEARS AGO
I was thinking one day how much I owed Mr. E since I went on to play guitar as my living for the past 32 years! So I called the Jr. High and asked where I could find him....They said that he had long since retired but that on rare occasions he would come back to say hi...I was in the middle of relaying this story to the sectretary trying to pry a phone number out of her ....when she said to me in the weirdest tone .....hold on! Mr. E. just walked thru the door! She put him on the phone....I had a great visit and was able to tell him of my life that he had helped pave the way for...I owe him my carreer cause when he showed me that act of kindness I was soooo close to just giving up on guitar....He was my guardian Angel!!!!!
Thank You Jack Eltzroth!!!
in 1964 I had a homeroom /english teacher in Jr. High by the name of Jack Eltzroth....I had started playing guitar a few months earlier and my folkswere luke warm at best about it...so to keep me under control...they let me buy an electric guitar...just not the amp??!! (figuring I would loose interest by and by....) well that just about happened because we were putting together a little band and it was sounding ready to play out to us anyway but we were all pluging into a 1~12" Kaye amp....it was horrible....so I was loosing interest...
One day in homeroom Mr. E. took me outside and said that I had been looking really down and what was the problem....I relayed our amp dilimma to him and he said that if we promised to pay him back he would get us what we needed! our parents all thought that he was crazy but a few days later after school he drove us down to Sears and bought a giant amp (at least to us) for $250 (100 watts 6~10" speakers) and we started playing birthgay parties etc...and payed him back in less than a year! ($250 in the sixties would be about $1200 in todays $$$$ !!!)
NOW FAST FORWARD TO ABOUT 10 YEARS AGO
I was thinking one day how much I owed Mr. E since I went on to play guitar as my living for the past 32 years! So I called the Jr. High and asked where I could find him....They said that he had long since retired but that on rare occasions he would come back to say hi...I was in the middle of relaying this story to the sectretary trying to pry a phone number out of her ....when she said to me in the weirdest tone .....hold on! Mr. E. just walked thru the door! She put him on the phone....I had a great visit and was able to tell him of my life that he had helped pave the way for...I owe him my carreer cause when he showed me that act of kindness I was soooo close to just giving up on guitar....He was my guardian Angel!!!!!
Thank You Jack Eltzroth!!!
telemann51
Tele-Holic
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I got tons of encouragement from my folks but music was always supposed to be "just a hobby" for their #1 son. Joke's on all of us, now that I'm playing for a living...
Teleplayer
TDPRI Member
Roy Clark and my folks!
Roy Clark inspired me to play. I used to sit and watch Hee Haw every week and I was just amazed by him. My mom and dad bought me my first guitar from K-Mart when I was 13. I played (or at least tried to play) that thing for a long time. My parents were very supportive of my music interests. No one in my family played any musical instruments, but they really enjoyed listening to the live bands in the area.
I started playing in a bluegrass & country group when I was 14. We played dances and things at the local V.F.W. halls and eventually started playing in the bars. Mom and dad went with me every weekend so I could get it to the bar because I wasn't old enough yet! I played bar gigs mostly every weekend from the time I was 15 until, well....I'm still going... LOL..
Roy Clark inspired me to play. I used to sit and watch Hee Haw every week and I was just amazed by him. My mom and dad bought me my first guitar from K-Mart when I was 13. I played (or at least tried to play) that thing for a long time. My parents were very supportive of my music interests. No one in my family played any musical instruments, but they really enjoyed listening to the live bands in the area.
I started playing in a bluegrass & country group when I was 14. We played dances and things at the local V.F.W. halls and eventually started playing in the bars. Mom and dad went with me every weekend so I could get it to the bar because I wasn't old enough yet!
I played bar gigs mostly every weekend from the time I was 15 until, well....I'm still going... LOL..PVTele
Tele-Meister
Well...
First off, my mother - always believed I could do it...
Then my best friend Mal Long, God rest his soul - a wonderful musician even at 17 when I first met him. He went on to play keyboards or harmonica as a session man on more London-recorded tracks in the 70s than I can name. Perhaps his best work was on one or two Osibisa tracks? But he was such an encouragement, and had such an encyclopaedic knowledge of the blues, and was generally such an excellent guy - the best of friends... It's 15 years since he went home to the Lord, and I doubt if I go a day without thinking of him!
First off, my mother - always believed I could do it...
Then my best friend Mal Long, God rest his soul - a wonderful musician even at 17 when I first met him. He went on to play keyboards or harmonica as a session man on more London-recorded tracks in the 70s than I can name. Perhaps his best work was on one or two Osibisa tracks? But he was such an encouragement, and had such an encyclopaedic knowledge of the blues, and was generally such an excellent guy - the best of friends... It's 15 years since he went home to the Lord, and I doubt if I go a day without thinking of him!
My father got me started, and would never let me be lazy. He never pushed me to play really, he just reminded daily that he didn't start playing until he was 21, and if I kept going, by the time I was 21 I would never have to do anything but play the guitar. He was right.
Thanx Pop.
Jake
Thanx Pop.
Jake
O.E.,Bob and Don
My Dad(O.E. Hoard) who I bugged for lessons after seeing Elvis on Ed Sullivan and who bought me many toy guitars, Bob Gyurina, who started me on guitar lessons and Don Rich who played Greensleeves for me after I snuck backstage at the Canton Armory in @ 1966.
My Dad(O.E. Hoard) who I bugged for lessons after seeing Elvis on Ed Sullivan and who bought me many toy guitars, Bob Gyurina, who started me on guitar lessons and Don Rich who played Greensleeves for me after I snuck backstage at the Canton Armory in @ 1966.
Doc Wisconsin
TDPRI Member
john,what a great subject
first off , I have to tell you,I don't post here that often but I have to for this one. My NUDGE came from my mom.when I was young I used to get into a little trouble and could'nt find much to do with my time.So, my mom knew I had an interest in playing music and said, why dont you take it a little more seriously. So I did. To make a long story short,In 1980 I started playing drums and played for the next 18 years in local bands around town. In between that time I picked up the guitar and started playing that as well. Listening to guys like Ricky Skaggs,Vince Gill,Albert Lee,Etc..... My main Instument is now guitar and I play with one of the best bands in the area.I have my mom to thank for that. Unfortunatly she passed away a month and a half ago of cancer. But I did something that I hope ALL of you guys do in my situation. Knowing that my mom only had a short time left on this earth so, I wrote her a LONG letter thanking her for her encouragement and support and love over the years with my music. She was thrilled with the letter that I sent and told me so. {I still tear up every time I remember what she said} John,I know your a busy person but if you get the time, check out our website. I'm proud of this band and everybody in it. I like to think I've accomplished alot in the years I,ve been playing . Our website is www.madcounty.com. Check out our CD "Make my way back home"BTW,I'm a big fan of yours as I know you are a bender player as I am too. I love hearing your studio stories as well as your road stories. It is such a treat coming to this page and seeing people you and Brent & Redd etc..posting here. Your new buddy, Doc
first off , I have to tell you,I don't post here that often but I have to for this one. My NUDGE came from my mom.when I was young I used to get into a little trouble and could'nt find much to do with my time.So, my mom knew I had an interest in playing music and said, why dont you take it a little more seriously. So I did. To make a long story short,In 1980 I started playing drums and played for the next 18 years in local bands around town. In between that time I picked up the guitar and started playing that as well. Listening to guys like Ricky Skaggs,Vince Gill,Albert Lee,Etc..... My main Instument is now guitar and I play with one of the best bands in the area.I have my mom to thank for that. Unfortunatly she passed away a month and a half ago of cancer. But I did something that I hope ALL of you guys do in my situation. Knowing that my mom only had a short time left on this earth so, I wrote her a LONG letter thanking her for her encouragement and support and love over the years with my music. She was thrilled with the letter that I sent and told me so. {I still tear up every time I remember what she said} John,I know your a busy person but if you get the time, check out our website. I'm proud of this band and everybody in it. I like to think I've accomplished alot in the years I,ve been playing . Our website is www.madcounty.com. Check out our CD "Make my way back home"BTW,I'm a big fan of yours as I know you are a bender player as I am too. I love hearing your studio stories as well as your road stories. It is such a treat coming to this page and seeing people you and Brent & Redd etc..posting here. Your new buddy, Doc
jerome
Tele-Meister
It was a fiddle player
A guy by the name of Craig Delphia...he's been with Sammy Kershaw for about ten years now, but back in the day I played with him in a band...I was way outclassed by everyone in the group, and really only had the gig because I looked the part...Craig used to get so frustrated with me he'd whack me with his fiddle bow...I figured I'd either have to whip his ass (Craig's a big guy), or learn how to play...I started working on my chops...once I stopped laying clams all over the songs...we became good friends...He doesn't know it, but he helped me out a lot
A guy by the name of Craig Delphia...he's been with Sammy Kershaw for about ten years now, but back in the day I played with him in a band...I was way outclassed by everyone in the group, and really only had the gig because I looked the part...Craig used to get so frustrated with me he'd whack me with his fiddle bow...I figured I'd either have to whip his ass (Craig's a big guy), or learn how to play...I started working on my chops...once I stopped laying clams all over the songs...we became good friends...He doesn't know it, but he helped me out a lot
