"When you feel in your gut what you are and then dynamically pursue it - don’t back down and don’t give up - then you’re going to mystify a lot of folks."
I had the privilege of meeting Jonny Winter many , many times over the years. He played frequently at the Lone Star (the live rock club I DJ’d at) and had the best seat in the house for every performance of any show there.
His crew would always introduce me to him and he would stop playing guitar to shake my hand and then talk to me for a while… But make no mistake he always , ALWAYS was sitting with that guitar and playing it! :)
.. That struck me. How it was an extension of him. Like an appendage he was born with. Sometimes he would talk and pick at the same time only stopping to laugh or gesticulate (gripping one hand on his guitar most times)
He told me great stories too! About Janis Joplin ( my favorite one he ever told me ) & SRV, etc… And his crew always told me a few about him.
His tour manager used to joke that
“Johnny may be legally blind, but he sees more than he let’s on” ” he’s driven the your bus before!”.. “& I guarantee he knows that there is a pretty woman standing right here watching him”…”Yes, Johnny sees more than he let’s on!”
R.i.P. Johnny Winter. Thanks for all the music and the great stories. It was an honor. I hope Janice isn’t wearing the hat with purple feathers.. But maybe you shouldn’t resist so much ;)
My grandma would’ve been 100 yrs old today. Verna Ruth Whaley was a straight up tell it like it is kind of dame. She was a singer w/ the Artie Shaw band, she wore “loud” pantsuits and big jewelry!
And always wore coty red lipstick in the gold case, and Tabu perfume. I still keep a bottle of it just so I can remember how she smelled. Grandma was an incredible woman. Grandma was a nurse. She cared for patients in her home at one point “back in the day,” as they say and when her patients would pass away they would of course (to be blunt)
Lose continence of their bowels and bladder. Grandma would bathe them , dress them and put them in clean bed linens before the coroner picked them up. She said that she couldn’t bear the thought of them laying in their own filth. It wasn’t dignified and they deserved to be clean and have their hair brushed.
This was just one of the marks of that amazing woman.
I loved her. I miss her.