🎶 Flashback Time! 🎶
Saw a post yesterday about 60s/70s heartthrob Bobby Sherman—what a voice! Some of my musician friends used to play in the band that backed him up, including the talented Kenny Smith, one solid bass player.
When I first started playing with Sonny Farlow, we had a month-long trio gig on El Paso’s infamous Dyer Street. Let me tell you—playing as a trio with two seasoned pros like Sonny and Kenny was no joke! I learned a ton, especially how vital it is for bass players and drummers to lock in tight.
We were pulling $90 a night, three nights a week—not bad for the time. One night, the club owner said there’d be a wedding during our Friday night set. Seemed a little odd, but hey, rock n’ roll life, right?
Well... at 10 PM, what looked like a full-on brawl broke out. Turns out the jilted ex showed up—with a knife—and tried to go after the groom! 😳 Luckily, he was subdued, and the wedding still happened. We stuck around and played an extra hour—and the bride tipped us $200 for staying. Not a bad night’s work!
Ahhh, the wild days of rock n’ roll. One more fond memory: I think the club owner liked me—she’d leave a shot of whiskey next to my stool. I was 17. My bandmates were in their 20s. It was a ride.
👉 No knives allowed—but LOTS of music and memories on this week’s Radio Wilder show! Tune in and relive the good times with us. 🎸🥃
