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rainy
from L.I. New York
 | Thanks Dadof2 for posting and sharing article about Duane.. is was great reading... I was looking for more..
 Joseph sending Prayers, thoughts and positive energy and well wishes to you..
Hoping Gregg Allman is finding his strength and is almost recovered... Prayers and well wishes sent to him and all who need them
Frankie too 
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|  8.9.2010 08:30 |
dadof2
| Duane Allman at FAME Studios: A J.D. Wyker Cat Tale
by John D. Wyker
(First appeared in GRITZ Print Issue 7, Summer 2004)
This is another Cat Tale about Duane Allman that took place back in the late 1960's at Rick Hall's FAME Studios in Muscle Shoals, Alabama.
Rick Hall was famous for intimidating musicians that were playin' on his sessions. There are many stories about how Rick would book musicians "3 or 4 deep" for some of his sessions - 3 drummers, 3 bass players, etc. If the first picker did not come up with a great part in a certain amount of time, Rick would throw him off the session right there on the spot and call in the next person to see what they could come up with. Meanwhile, the cats on the bench would sit out in the lobby and play cards waiting on their chance to shine. I'd say Rick had kind of a Bear Bryant type of attitude.
This was back in the early days of over dubbing or multi-tracking and sometimes quite a bit of work and set up time was involved in getting the tape and the machines set up to over dub a lead guitar part. They would get the main basic track recorded on tape and then the next day come back in and overdub Duane's lead guitar part.
I remember one time that ol’ Duane turned the tables on Rick. I think it was on a Wilson Pickett session when Duane was asked to come in to record his guitar part. I drove him into town that day from the cabin on Wilson Lake where he was stayin'. Duane did not own a car,in fact I never ever saw Duane drive a car.
If I remember correctly, I think Jimmy Johnson was running the board. Jimmy already had everything set up and ready to record when Duane and I got there. The track sounded great and all of the levels were set.
After Duane made sure his guitar was in tune, had the settings on his amp just like he wanted it and his headphone level was satisfactory, he asked for a short break before actually recording his part. Duane and I disappeared to one of our many secret places out behind FAME and he began to "get his head right" (that's all I can say about that...but y'all know what I mean.) After all Duane had a motto that he lived by, "Whatever it takes to hit the note !"
Anyway when he was finally ready, Duane strolled back into the studio with that sure footed cocky attitude that he was so famous for, shook back his long flamin' reddish hair, slipped his headphones on, picked up his magic guitar, slung the wide leather strap across his shoulder, closed his eyes and nodded to the engineer in the control room that he was ready. A voice came from the playback speakers, "Okay, we are rolling." The red recording light flickered to life indicating the seriousness of the moment.
The track came on strong. It was a funky hot piece of music although I'm not sure exactly which title it was. As the track began to play it was cookin' so much that the studio walls seemed to be breathing in and out of time with the pounding rhythm of this masterful Muscle Shoals track.
Duane still had his eyes closed but his feet and body were moving in perfect time with the music he was hearin' in his headphones. He was in total concentration -almost like a Buddhist monk meditating on this pulsating moment that he was now living and recording in. As the place in the song that required his talent for lead guitar approached, the tension began to grow. After all, this moment was what this day was all about - those few magic minutes of recorded sound on magnetic tape where Duane Allman knew that he could forever become immortal, and unforgettable, simply by playing his heart out on this guitar ride.
When the moment came to play, Duane's eyes were still tightly closed but his face looked totally released as if he knew exactly what his fingers would do to steal the spotlight. He began to play, or should I say burn, with an intensity that bordered on recklessness. It was like watchin' someone attempt a high dive that they had never done before. A quadruple triple back flip with two and half turns of sideways twist before the diver finally and cleanly entered the water with his toes perfectly pointed towards the sky. The kind of action that everyone holds their breath for, and silently prays words of thanks to be allowed to witness this kind of unique and rare perfection.
Duane was totally playin' his ass off and it was obvious, not only to me but by the look on Duane's face, he too was surprising himself with the extension of his own guitar genius. I call it playin' over your head - when someone really does not have a cut and dried plan for what there are goin' to play. That would be too dull for someone like Duane. Too boring and predictable. Duane was goin' for the kind of solo that would surprise all of his listeners. The kind of thang that when you listen back to it you ask yourself, "How the hell did I do that?" You know that you may only be able to do it once but as long as you get it on tape it will live forever. That's one of the beauties of recorded sound and what makes some people legends.
That's not the end of the story nor the end of that solo that Duane was smokin' his way through at FAME Studio that day. Everything was goin' totally fantastic when he blew a line and everything just stopped. The tape came to a halt and Duane was not only mad at himself but you could also see the hurt and disappointment in his face. He stripped the guitar strap off of his back, yanked his cord out of the amp, slammed his guitar down and said, "Okay, that’s it! I'll come back and try it again tomorrow. I ain’t feelin’ it anymore!" And then he strolled out of the studio as everyone looked on in amazement.
I had never seen anyone do anything like that in my life and I thought it was pretty cool. | 8.9.2010 07:09 |
double0blues
from Arizona
 | Hey, Bobby, good to see ya droppin' by - looking forward to your book - I know it's coming out soon but Amazon still doesn't have a release date yet... | 7.9.2010 23:28 |
BobbyWhitlock
from Austin, Tx
 | Hello everyone~I'm just looking around a bit~BW~ | 7.9.2010 20:34 |
gapeach69
from GEORGIA!!!
| cool phillybob!! I have put up, squash, butter beans, sweet corn, pickled green tomatoes, sweet relish, okra and fig preserves. whew!! makes me tired thinking about it again.
I'm so glad that I was taught to do these kinds of things, i believe we're a dying breed!! Glad to know you yankees do it to!! LOL
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"there aint no revolution, it's evolution, but everytime I'm in Georgia I eat a peach for Peace" Duane Allman | 7.9.2010 19:34 |
gapeach69
from GEORGIA!!!
| oh my goodness!!! that about made me cry!! I believe I could've took him from Jessi!!! Just kidding, we all know how he felt about his Jessie........I really cant wait to meet you and your Kevin, definitely my kinda people!!!
Isnt this place great.......i feel like i have met people i've known all my life here. So wonderful to be apart of this beautiful family and get to know my brothers and sisters!!! Why didnt I find yall earlier!?! hope you have a good night.
Night Ya'll
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"there aint no revolution, it's evolution, but everytime I'm in Georgia I eat a peach for Peace" Duane Allman | 7.9.2010 19:26 |
phillybob
from Oxford, PA
| Not in the South... But I thought I was the only crazy canner.
So Far in Quarts
25 Green Beans
10 Kraut
42 Pickles
45 Spaghetti Sauce
6 Green Peppers
6 Stuffed Peppers
6 Ketchups
Still more to go every Saturday been 3 or 4 Batches.
Lots of work but lots of fun.
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Philadelphia Phillies 2008 World Series Champions. | 7.9.2010 19:11 |
Carol
| ok, so Waylon looking concerned, touched my hand softly to get my attention..(of course all this felt like slow motion and you bet I remember every second)
He leaned into me, past Jessi, Heather and Kevin and says- " Im just a little concerned for her (our little girl Heather ) ears, and he patted his two ears with his hands..beautiful guitar players hands..as if talking to a little Yankee girl from BKLYN was a different launguage
so i answered, "are you kidding me, she has her EAP Allman Brothers ear plugs in !" with the biggest !@#$ eating grin, Marci, you understand..Is there a woman alive not madly in love with Ways? I was about to have a heart attack!
Waylon's face exploded into the best smile! his eyes opened as big as Gregg's silver dollars, and he roared, i mean roared, with that GORGEOUS voice he had been blessed with..
His exact words..
"Why, The Allman Brothers Band..well they're an ass-kicking band!"
and we laughed and smiled and i will say this, I have never met another human being that bristled with as much pure electricity, I mean to tell you, that man put the sun in shine.
Hank... believe it or not, Hank is buried between a McDonald and a Parnell there in Montgomery..we did go pay our respects to one of America's greatest..love Hank..
My sweet Kevin sings and plays his acoustic guitar version of Hank to me most nights 
anyway, Ya got me ramblin when I m supposed to be working | 7.9.2010 18:13 |
gapeach69
from GEORGIA!!!
| Carol, I am going home tonight and finish off the cream corn! I could make a meal off the fresh veggies out of our garden. Dont need any meat...... although the ribs were outstanding, my Dad is the rib KING!! I have put up so many veggies this year its ridiculous, and STILL have tomatoes falling off the bush. And now the scuplings are making. God I love living in the South.....you know what they say a COUNTRY GIRL CAN SURVIVE........LOL!
I think I know u well enough to know ya love some Hank too dont cha? You reckon any of the Brothers ever listen to some Hank or Waylon? I think so, they have to feel a little kindred spirit with those Outlaws. Waylon covered MIDNIGHT RIDER and Hank Jr. covered COME AND GO BLUES so obviouly they loved the Brothers, right? Different genres but the same IN YOUR FACE "spirit"
Hope you finally got something to eat, if not I didnt make it any better did I! Sorry! 
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"there aint no revolution, it's evolution, but everytime I'm in Georgia I eat a peach for Peace" Duane Allman | 7.9.2010 15:55 |
Carol
| May God rest his Soul 
Many thanks Bup, Lizzie, & Lib We love you all xoxox
Marci..you are making my mouth water ! stuck here i office with nuthin but coffee and apple pie oh well..could be worse..
Yes, Jack..Kevin and I are also looking forward to more traveling time if and when we sell our litte piece of heaven here in El Jobean..
I do desperately wish to make it to the JFD ..there is just something about Bama in the Fall that soothes my Soul..
funny, i was listening to Enlightened Rogues yesterday afternoon, i alwys peruse the credits when I have an LP or CD in my hands..
these words caught/misted my eyes..
"and God keep my Mother and family" -"Jaimoe", Gulfport , Mississippi
Amen..Ca | 7.9.2010 13:09 |
jimhedderman
from ga
| I just watched the funeral escort for fallen Marine Lance Cpl. Christopher Blake Rogers, here in Griffin, Ga. He died in Afghanistan Wednesday. God bless him and his loved ones. We can't thank these brave young people enough. RIP
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The best things in life aren't things.... | 7.9.2010 12:50 |
Buppalo1
from Gadsden,AL
| My belated anniversary congrats to Kevin and Carol.
....and kudos to our local college, Jacksonville State University on their shocking victory over an SEC school.
They're about 30 miles down the road. Well done!
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"Taking love where I find it, offering it to all who will accept it." | 7.9.2010 11:41 |
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