For those of you visiting my website for the first time, I hail from a little prairie town in South Dakota where we were entertained by the local, homegrown entertainers, circa 1978. The local, hard working people always had a place to go and enjoy a part of life so few know today. It was an innocent time where laughter flowed as free as the people. I was fortunate to be in the middle of this and will forever be thankful!
Courtesy of Debi and Chuck Corkins, and thank the Seaton’s for this is a recording done at their house party. It was just JB and me enjoying ourselves! Vintage 1983 Loveland, Colo.
Once upon a time in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains, there were two minstrels…..
On a quiet evening in 1984, The Mad Russian invited us to play at his place. His place was a 18 hole golf course, and a beautiful supper club. He had the finest chefs, preparing wonderful food that basically outclassed the clientele. His supper crowd had gone home, there were a few people at the bar (dining room help that no longer was on duty I think). He knew these nights were slow, but he, The Mad Russian, liked our music, so we played. He closed the club in the late 80’s due to the economic downturn, but the club is now re-opened under new ownership, and is classified as an ‘Event Center’.
On this evening, Chuck and Debi Corkins (Loveland), showed up with their VHS Sony and started filming sometime after the first set.
The piano player and the base player had only been with us one other night. JB and I didn’t have a base player so we took them on. They were from Bozeman, Montana, out on their great adventure, sleeping in their van, and needed gas and food money.
I have had the only tape of JB and Soda that I own, remastered. It sat in a drawer with batteries and magnetic things, odd keys, pieces and bits of life.
Remember, this was done live on a Wednesday night, with a stereo reel to reel, and two microphones hanging from the ceiling over the dance floor. There was no board, and no one manning the tape recorder. You can hear JB turn away from his microphone to look at the Db meter. There is also some fade from the years that have gone by.
Play it through some decent speakers so the ‘bottoms’ come out.
I’m trying to locate more music and some film, so if you have some to share, I’ll try to get it on this site.
And Now
Once upon a time in a small prairie town, there were three minstrels……
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