Saturday, June 25, 2005

~~ Good Ol' Boy ~~

I continued playing in the bands with my father... I turned 15... 16... Still playing and making pretty good money at it also... I mean, when you're sixteen years old in my neck of the woods and making 6 to 800.00 in a weekend - and this was in 1976 - That's a lot of money at my age...

By this time, I was getting pretty good at what I did. I would later learn to play other instruments, but the bass is my most abundant musical gift. Such groups as the Doobie Brothers, Leonard Skynard, Three Dog Night, Molly Hatchet, Boston, CCR, Foreigner, and others taught me and shaped my style of music to a great degree... But I played a lot of classic rock for the "big bucks" on the weekend... Honest to goodness, if I ever hear "I found my thrill on blueberry hill" just one more time! -- (:^) -- You get the picture... Hey... It was for the Shriners and they pay good... (Looking back on it -- It wasn't that good) Just kidding! hehe

Along with my "Good Ol' Boy" musical development, came the same "Good Ol' Boy" development in personal character that is still dominant today in this sub-culture of mountain people... It's characterized in such ways as "redneck", "He'll give ya the shirt off his back, but don't cross him... He don't put up with any bull!" Like I said, this good ol' boy mentality is still ever-present in many sub-cultures today, and this local region is no exception...