Musings

I read a story about a month ago, before we left on tour, about a 1961 UFO incident involving Eagle River, Wisconsin, chicken farmer Joe Simonton.

I had hoped it was an internet hoax, but apparently it’s real: one of the great rock ‘n’ roll drummers, Jerry Allison, has passed away.

In an interview I heard many years ago, Corbett talked about how when he went on tour, he and his band stopped at Applebee’s every day, every meal, because as their paid spokesperson, he could eat for free.

A Les Paul Custom “Black Beauty” is a beautiful thing. Nothing nails that Carl Perkins tone more than a Les Paul with P-90s, set on the treble pickup with lots of echo.

Well, I’ll be! IT’S REAL! I just got an advance proof copy of my Merle Travis book.

Had a wonderful day with the great Johnny Knight, his wife, Joanne, and his son Mark. These are some of my favorite people in the world—the nicest ever!

After doing a bunch of recording sessions the last six months, I realized I hadn’t properly serviced my 1939 Kay upright bass or my late-1950s Gretsch drum kit in more than 35 years.

Day two in Floyd County—Aunt Betty, Evelyn and I drove over to where my mom grew up in Willis, Virginia. Her family had a sixty-acre spread that originally had a big farmhouse with lots of outbuildings.

Here are my thoughts on this ambitious, expensive-looking movie.

The travel was a nightmare this last weekend, but the shows were a blast.