Post by Rush862 on Oct 13, 2012 11:10:54 GMT -5
Hey to all here...
It has been a while, but I had something happen to me yesterday that I couldn't resist talking about here...
Some of you may remember a blog piece I wrote quite a while back on Stevie Ray Vaughan... a story of a night he played in Montreal... I will tag it on to the end of this note in case you don't...
Anyway, I run into the local Chapters Book store yesterday, as I was early into town for work after another appointment...
I go in and start browsing at books, and finally decided to go to the music section (go figure). While browsing the music books, I came across a newer book about the latter years of Stevie Ray Vaughans life. So I pick it up, as he is one of my favorite players, and start looking at it. I was interested in what the authors take would be on the same night that I wrote about here... and what do I see when I finally find the page? 4 lines taken directly out of my story!!! And worse, it was attributed to a fan named Rush482! It totally threw me that this was in this book, and what were the chances that I would ever come across this???
Today I contacted the author to ask some questions... he basically just shrugged it off... I have no intention of persuing this, but were just wondering what some of your thoughts were... what if it was you?
Here is the article I wrote...
Re: Stevie Ray Vaughn
Post by Rush862 on Nov 11, 2004, 4:22pm
"I use heavy strings, tune low, play hard and floor it. Floor it, that's technical talk" - SRV from the box set.
This guy is my guitar hero. Where an entire generation before me took on Hendrix as their hero, Stevie is mine.
I saw Stevie twice. The first time was an emotional rollercoaster for the man. His father had just passed away, and he was in Austin at his Dad's funeral the day of our show. Not to let his fans in Montreal feel the least bit slighted, he got on a plane immediately after the funeral service, arrived late at the show (they made a formal announcement about it so the fans were cool), and stepped onstage to a roaring applause and straight into Scuttle Buttin. He played for a solid two hours and never said a word to the crowd until he came back solo for an encore and said "this ones for you Daddy". I was in the front row that night, and many times during the set he was crying while playing. I will never forget that performance. To top things off, about a week before this Montreal show, one of his prize pedals (which was apparently a Hendrix pedal that Stevie somehow got) was stolen, with some other gear. He was using mostly new gear that night, but I'm sure it paled in comparison to what he was feeling for his Dad. Just a side note...Frank Marino opened the show that night, and was amazing. Being that he is from Montreal, and often recorded with Montreal musicians, he brought out a few locals to play parts of songs that they had played over the years. He got an extended set that night because of the news that Stevie would be late. Frank filled in graciously to keep the crowd warmed up.
The second time was a great show, but obviously didn't have the same kind of memories. Of course I didn't know at the time it would be the last time I'd see him.
Where was I when I heard he died...I was working evening shift at the time, and just got into my car to go to work. I turned on the radio, and the radio station was playing Rude Mood. Call me nuts, but at that very moment I knew something was wrong, as they almost never played Rude Mood. Sure enough they announced after the song that Stevie had been killed the night before. My world suddenly came to a stop. For me, the only thing that I can recall about the rest of that day was the lyrics to American Pie, because for me it was the "day the music died". I still have a heavy heart every time I watch his 3 DVD's, and wonder just where he'd be today. I'm glad I still have the memories of him playing live.
I happened to meet his brother Jimmie not long after Stevie died. I saw him opening for Eric Clapton on his blues roots tour for the "From The Cradle" album. Jimmie came back about 6 weeks later to headline at a club, and I went to that. I met him after the show as he was getting on his bus to leave. Told him how much I respected his guitar playing, he signed an autograph, shook my hand, and as I was walking away, I turned around and said what most in my shoes would have, or something like it...."long Live Stevie Ray"
That's my story!
Last word from the SRV box set from Jimmie...
"The World Misses His Music...but I Miss My Brother" - Jimmie Vaughan
It has been a while, but I had something happen to me yesterday that I couldn't resist talking about here...
Some of you may remember a blog piece I wrote quite a while back on Stevie Ray Vaughan... a story of a night he played in Montreal... I will tag it on to the end of this note in case you don't...
Anyway, I run into the local Chapters Book store yesterday, as I was early into town for work after another appointment...
I go in and start browsing at books, and finally decided to go to the music section (go figure). While browsing the music books, I came across a newer book about the latter years of Stevie Ray Vaughans life. So I pick it up, as he is one of my favorite players, and start looking at it. I was interested in what the authors take would be on the same night that I wrote about here... and what do I see when I finally find the page? 4 lines taken directly out of my story!!! And worse, it was attributed to a fan named Rush482! It totally threw me that this was in this book, and what were the chances that I would ever come across this???
Today I contacted the author to ask some questions... he basically just shrugged it off... I have no intention of persuing this, but were just wondering what some of your thoughts were... what if it was you?
Here is the article I wrote...
Re: Stevie Ray Vaughn
Post by Rush862 on Nov 11, 2004, 4:22pm
"I use heavy strings, tune low, play hard and floor it. Floor it, that's technical talk" - SRV from the box set.
This guy is my guitar hero. Where an entire generation before me took on Hendrix as their hero, Stevie is mine.
I saw Stevie twice. The first time was an emotional rollercoaster for the man. His father had just passed away, and he was in Austin at his Dad's funeral the day of our show. Not to let his fans in Montreal feel the least bit slighted, he got on a plane immediately after the funeral service, arrived late at the show (they made a formal announcement about it so the fans were cool), and stepped onstage to a roaring applause and straight into Scuttle Buttin. He played for a solid two hours and never said a word to the crowd until he came back solo for an encore and said "this ones for you Daddy". I was in the front row that night, and many times during the set he was crying while playing. I will never forget that performance. To top things off, about a week before this Montreal show, one of his prize pedals (which was apparently a Hendrix pedal that Stevie somehow got) was stolen, with some other gear. He was using mostly new gear that night, but I'm sure it paled in comparison to what he was feeling for his Dad. Just a side note...Frank Marino opened the show that night, and was amazing. Being that he is from Montreal, and often recorded with Montreal musicians, he brought out a few locals to play parts of songs that they had played over the years. He got an extended set that night because of the news that Stevie would be late. Frank filled in graciously to keep the crowd warmed up.
The second time was a great show, but obviously didn't have the same kind of memories. Of course I didn't know at the time it would be the last time I'd see him.
Where was I when I heard he died...I was working evening shift at the time, and just got into my car to go to work. I turned on the radio, and the radio station was playing Rude Mood. Call me nuts, but at that very moment I knew something was wrong, as they almost never played Rude Mood. Sure enough they announced after the song that Stevie had been killed the night before. My world suddenly came to a stop. For me, the only thing that I can recall about the rest of that day was the lyrics to American Pie, because for me it was the "day the music died". I still have a heavy heart every time I watch his 3 DVD's, and wonder just where he'd be today. I'm glad I still have the memories of him playing live.
I happened to meet his brother Jimmie not long after Stevie died. I saw him opening for Eric Clapton on his blues roots tour for the "From The Cradle" album. Jimmie came back about 6 weeks later to headline at a club, and I went to that. I met him after the show as he was getting on his bus to leave. Told him how much I respected his guitar playing, he signed an autograph, shook my hand, and as I was walking away, I turned around and said what most in my shoes would have, or something like it...."long Live Stevie Ray"
That's my story!
Last word from the SRV box set from Jimmie...
"The World Misses His Music...but I Miss My Brother" - Jimmie Vaughan
That to me smacks of disrespect.