Pete was a genius and patriarch of Modern Pedal Steel.
Haunting sound behind Dylan's Lay Lady Lay and a zillion other songs.
As I continually slimmed down my record collection over the years, the works of certain artists who I knew would never, ever come out on CD tended to be the ones that I kept. Translation: I have a weirdly lopsided record collection that veers sharply -- there is no "in between" to speak of, to be clear here -- from several dozen live PiL bootlegs to the collected works of one Jeannie C. Riley. Doesn't ring a bell? Remember "Harper Valley PTA"? Of course you do. Jeannie C. Riley was HOT, a late 60s/early 70s mini-skirted corn pone minx of the Nancy Sinatra variety, but Nashville style. Jeannie C. Riley was a staple on shows like Hee Haw and The Porter Wagner Show and things like that when I was a kid. I thought she was mega-sexy and over the years I collected each and every one of her long playingThe Rib
http://whatgetsmehot.posterous.com/jeanie-c-riley-pete-drakeand-goran-rydh JEANIE C. RILEY + Göran Rydh Jöggin PETE DRAKE JEANIE C. RILEY Visit to Pete Drake's gravesite in Nashville Pete was a genius and patriarch of Modern Pedal Steel. Haunting sound behind Dylan's Lay Lady Lay and a zillion other songs. As I continually slimme ... Dogmeat
'American Apparel' GIRLS DANCE AROUND A POEM I WROTE ABOUT Christmas in NYC's LITTLE ITALY!
Kertesz photographed from his Bird-perch on its west, Dylan walked through to Gerde's and Cafe Wha?, Hendrix to Electric Lady's (Daedalus' and Bloom's crossroads of Rock 'n' Roll). James wrote, looking from its north:
...this portion of New York appears to many persons the most delectable. It has a kind of established repose which is not of frequent occurrence in other quarters of the long, shrill city... And it was that... Nabokov-quaint Americana For his Pnims to nest: How us? Locking and Unlocking that private gate, Tamping the cobbled mews-- (Echoes of horse's hooves). Something in the bouillabaisses, Not from Marseilles, From Balducci's Caused the bray-- (Our roof, high enough to fly).
Compare the last Yellow-walled chalet in Little Italy's sky, Gun forever Swaying in the air: You knew I couldn't stay... Money needed spending, Nights befriending; Yes, a few good friends Got out alive, but the Ravenite nevermore survives: I hear Jolson on Mulberry, Lit up like Christmas Inside Mare Chiarra-- (Was that really Mr. Gotti)?
It's all gone now, all that show And women come and go-- (Offering cash at San Genaro). Boutiques replace the butcher shops, Quailing clerks the bloodied mops.
http://whatgetsmehot.posterous.com/american-apparel-girls-dance-around-a-poem-i 'American Apparel' GIRLS DANCE AROUND A POEM I WROTE ABOUT Christmas in NYC's LITTLE ITALY! Kertesz photographed from his Bird-perch on its west, Dylan walked through to Gerde's and Cafe Wha?, Hendrix to Electric Lady's (Daedalus' and Bloom's crossroads of Rock 'n' Roll). James wrote, lookin ... Dogmeat
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