Zoomsoulblue

Would have thought they would have got the piano down the side alley (it slopes down) and up 2 flights of stairs onto the same level as the dance floor - then lifted it up onto the stage - if your standing with the record bar behind you it would have been right hand side of the stage.

First met Mick back in 77/78 when Ken Cox was running the Wirrina before he went to the fleet - got on the train at London I guess after reading the thread Chris was with him - he was still in the RAF - after chatting to him I asked what he did - am sure he said signals - I then said what do you do - "can't tell you as we've signed the official secrets act " - the rest of the trip was taken up we me asking for just one secret even a small one - am sure he told me something just to shut me up - it passed the time - Saw Mick a few times after that at the Fleet nighters and St Ives Dayers we always talked about how we first met, remember his golf dark green I think - one of the good Soul guys RIP Mick.

mines the same as this big instrumental sound about 77 / 1978 - brought mine back then - then it just never got played

Steve where's that warterfall - location - another one for my tick box Cheers Keith

Easter ride out Peterborough yesterday to a children's home and Sue Ryder care home

Always told the wife to play this one - she even has it up on the pin board in the kitchen - the words are very true for me - "because of you"

The music pioneer was 90 years old and although he didn’t invent Rock n Roll all alone, he had quite an influence on every artist from the Beatles and Rolling Stones to Bruce Springsteen during his amazing career. He was the ‘whole package’ in the 50s rock world because he could write great songs as well as sing and play guitar (just like he was ringing a bell). Thinking about his library a bit more, I realize that Chuck sang about cars as a major story element in the majority of his hot songs. I remember “You Can’t Catch Me” for the catchy rhythm and hot rod lyrics: New Jersey Turnpike in the wee wee hours I was rollin’ slowly ’cause of drizzlin’ showers Here come a flat-top, he was movin’ up with me Then come wavin’ goodbye in a little’ old souped-up jitney I put my foot in my tank and I began to roll Moanin’ siren, ’twas the State Patrol… This is poetry, my friends. Nobody writes songs about driving cars like this anymore. How about ‘No Particular Place To Go’: Riding along in my automobile My baby beside me at the wheel I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile My curiosity runnin’ wild Crusin’ and playin’ the radio With no particular place to go… Lastly, I offer you the lyrics to ‘Maybellene’ and the frustrations of a Flathead Ford chasing down a Caddy: As I was motivatin’ over the hill I saw Mabellene in a Coupe de Ville A Cadillac a rollin’ on the open road Nothin’ will outrun my V8 Ford The Cadillac doin’ about ninety-five She’s bumper to bumper, rollin’ side by side The Cadillac pulled up ahead of the Ford The Ford got hot and wouldn’t do no more It then got cloudy and started to rain I tooted my horn for a passin’ lane The rainwater blowin’ all under my hood I know that I was doin’ my motor good The motor cooled down the heat went down And that’s when I heard that highway sound The Cadillac a sittin’ like a ton of lead A hundred and ten half a mile ahead The Cadillac lookin’ like it’s sittin’ still And I caught Mabellene at the top of the hill Maybellene, why can’t you be true? Oh Maybellene, why can’t you be true? You’ve started back doing the things you used to do. I could go on with songs like “No Money Down” (the follow up to Maybellene), “Jaguar and Thunderbird’, and ‘I Want To Be Your Driver’.

So the guy comes home only to see his wife's bloody body in the kitchen at this point the tune kicks in - he cradles his wife's head while tears fall down his face - he sees a screwed up match strike on the floor from the local biker bar - at this point he goes into the garage loads up with shot guns in each arm and Mexican type belts round both shoulders - as the music starts to fade he's seen walking down the street towards the bar - maybe chewing a big cigar, dressed in combats and a long coat , not sure about a hat - on a more serious note I would say it is soulful however too slow, except for a smooch at the end of the night

90 years old, well you can't say he ain't lived life to the full - RIP Chuck Saw Chuck about 20 years ago at a concert in Florida which would make him about 70 years old then, the guy was still full on, sweating running around , doing that guitar dance with the one leg, duck walk - true legend and an influential guy to the music business.

Took tonite at sunset

Saw this in North London yesterday didn't go in but thought I would share

Wow great info / the place looks like a formula 1 garage- while viewing the video, I could help thinking how the hell it was done back in the day - when Motown / EMI records were just knocking them out

Save the Ritz

Early old soul clubs my first stop would be the man himself Brian Rae

not as good but good as a starter 51 secs

Ok not a great picture I know, but never seen the lock drained before, Stanground lock river feeds to March - thought I would share

My produced by has the two dot's after it, you're writing looks a like too pink - but hey it's still a great sound - great intro - enjoy 😊