Sears, Harley-Davidson, The Beatles, Abbott and Costello—what do any of these have in common with the others? I’ll tell you. When was the last time you heard a die-hard biker say he was going to hit the road on his Davidson? Does anyone ever say they’re going to the Roebuck Store for a kitchen range and three pairs of wool socks? Ever hear anyone at a video store ask for a Costello movie? No to all of the above.
April 23, 1995 was the day that I can truly say was the turning point for me in music. To explain fully, I have to go back five years to 1990. That’s when I first ditched the four-piece band in favor of a duo. By 1990 I’d had twenty-four years of playing with bands and frankly the stress was just not worth the effort. There were always four or five or six different personalities pulling the band in as many directions musically and career-wise. While I personally wanted to record some 45s and albums, others in the band didn’t want the responsibility of touring that accompanied the records.
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