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Post by bobbbiez on Apr 3, 2008 19:57:28 GMT -5
Clipper, I remember Bob Lynn very well. Bob played at the old Partner's Choice in Marcy and the Vista Lanes in Yorkville. I worked at both places and got to know him, his wife and the rest of his band pretty well. At one time they had a big following. I thought I heard that his wife passed away a few years ago. Is that true? Can't remember the names of the other guys in his band. Do you? I would remember if I heard the names. ;D
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Post by frankcor on Apr 4, 2008 15:18:46 GMT -5
Dave, I remember playing for USO dances at the VFW in Rome. The dances were on the third floor. It took some considerable arm strength to wrestle a Hammond B3 up the fire escape on the outside of the building. We'd take a few breaths, then run back down to get the Leslie.
I go by there now and shake my head in amazement when I look at that fire escape.
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Post by dgriffin on Apr 4, 2008 20:25:05 GMT -5
The B3 portable would have been easier, or a B2. And banging them up and down stairs didn't help them. I thought of buying an organ, but it didn't seem like a very efficient instrument and I reallydidn't have the money, anyway. Too, I would have had to learn what was essentially a wholly different instrument, change all the arrangements, etc. Who would have guessed how far keyboarding has come. Guy Vivenzo told me a couple of weeks ago that he and another guy can even play Glen Miller standards, a 40 piece band sound, using a PC, keyboard and sax. What's a Leslie?
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Post by frankcor on Apr 4, 2008 21:00:28 GMT -5
Wait 'till you get a load of the Stratocaster VG. (digital guitar)
The Leslie was an external speaker for the Hammond. It was a cabinet containing a horn mounted on a vertical axis. A motor spun it around giving a doppler effect. The speed of rotation was controlled by a lever on the keyboard.
Our organist lived at home with his folks; the Hammond and Leslie were beautiful oak furniture in his mom's living room. When we had a gig, we'd back up to the door, remove the Infant of Prague, Hummel figurines and doilies from the cabinets and haul them out to the van. We never banged it under threat of death. Those old tube amplifiers didn't take well to bumping around.
That organ that played Motzart by day could tear a place down with Steppenwolf at night.
"Get your motor runnin' ..."
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Post by dgriffin on Apr 5, 2008 19:57:06 GMT -5
....furniture in his mom's living room. When we had a gig, we'd back up to the door, remove the Infant of Prague, Hummel figurines and doilies from the cabinets and haul them out to the van. That was almost exactly what my plan would have been, because in order to buy an organ, I would have had to sell my Mom's piano at home. Yes, I remember the Leslie, but not the name.
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Post by frankcor on Apr 6, 2008 0:08:04 GMT -5
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Post by dgriffin on Apr 6, 2008 21:29:13 GMT -5
Neat site! I spent some time there. Thanks.
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Post by jon hynes on Apr 19, 2008 0:24:57 GMT -5
Bill LaPera-Guitar Frannie Loucks-Bass Tony Caro-Drums Pretty sure this was from the early to mid '60s
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Post by jon hynes on Apr 19, 2008 1:15:40 GMT -5
I wonder if you're referring to Dulan's or years later Doyle's Lounge that was on Old Route 5S that you could access from the end of Bleeker Street. There were Gypsies that would camp out there every year in the lot on the side of the bar, (or any other place they felt like).
I remember their leader, a guy in his mid to late 60s that would sit in with our band whenever they were there. He was VERY tall and well built and played the guitar and mandolin, quite well I might add. The mandolin looked like a toy next to the size of that man. One year he didn't show up when they came to Doyle's and we asked what had happened to him. They told us that he had been drafted into the Army for Vietnam as a Chaplin. I guess there was a shortage of Romani Chaplins so they drafted him even though he was in his 60s. Amazing! Who would have thought.
Doyle's was run by and Roger Doyle and his Father-in-law Pat Dulan. Roger still is around and runs Roger's Coffee Shop on Varick Street.
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Post by jon hynes on Apr 19, 2008 1:46:52 GMT -5
Original Chessmen before accident. L-R Tony Frontera-Saxaphone Butch DeAngelo-Drums Eric Thorngren-Guitar Jon Hynes-Bass
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Post by bobbbiez on Apr 19, 2008 2:48:42 GMT -5
jonhynes, that picture of Frannie and the guys you posted seems like it was taken much later then the 60's. Frannie was a person of interest to me in the past and I remember him with much more locks then shown in that picture, and he was much thinner in the 60's when I knew him. ;D Thanks for picture anyways. Brought back some great memories. The last time I saw Frannie at the old Vista Lounge in Yorkville he had very few locks left.
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Post by frankcor on Apr 19, 2008 7:09:24 GMT -5
A person of interest? Is that like between "suspect" and "perpetrator?" Did Frannie ever get, how you say, "lucky?" Inquiring minds want to know.
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Post by bobbbiez on Apr 19, 2008 14:45:11 GMT -5
Sad to say, nope. We were both hooked up with someone else at the time. Does that help your inquiring mind any. Don't want you to tax it in any way. Nice thought though. ;D
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Post by frankcor on Apr 19, 2008 16:16:30 GMT -5
Bobbiez, that's not funny. Here we were all thinking there was a story line here somewhere.
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Post by bobbbiez on Apr 19, 2008 18:26:44 GMT -5
Sorry to disappoint you my friend but no story line here. I was a good little girl and not too many know where my tattoo is, including Frannie. ;D
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