“Take me out to the ball game, take me out with the crowd. Buy me a new right arm and paint it black, I don’t care if I never get back. Let me root, root, root for Riley, he’s my…
Tag: Buddy Holly
214: I ‘RAVED ON’ WITH BUDDY & MARK AT THE DULUTH ARMORY
My photographer’s alarm had an echo to it when it rang at 6:00am on Monday August 1, 2022. That’s because I was still upside down in the cellophane-wrapped coffee cup where I spent the night following emergency surgery to repair…
213: A MINE IS A TERRIBLE THING TO WASTE
For the first time since we left home two days earlier, I couldn’t wait for my morning to get started. Tom’s alarm went off at 6:00am and he had no trouble whatsoever completing his routine preparations before departure. But his…
182: ‘HAIR’OWING EXPERIENCE ON CHICAGO’S SOUTH SIDE
On Saturday morning February 5, 2022, Tom’s alarm went off at 5:20am and his groggy wife didn’t hesitate to question the earliness of the wake-up call. Vicki seemed to accept Tom’s rationale once my photographer told her we needed to…
178: THE DAY THE MUSIC WAS RESURRECTED
When Tom’s alarm went off at 6:00am on Thursday February 3, 2002, the room was infused with the sound of ‘I Got You Babe’ by Sonny and Cher. I knew we hadn’t left Woodstock, Illinois yet, but I wondered to…
177: IN PHIL’S FOOTSTEPS – GROUNDHOG DAY 2/2/22
It had been a long three months since my last cross-country journey, and I was itching to hit the road – even though my photographer had dubbed our early February trip “The Winter Dance Party Tour”. In my mind, that…
162: EARLY IN THE MORNING WITH BUDDY HOLLY
The morning of Thursday October 14, 2021 began without an alarm, mainly because our agenda was filled with Buddy Holly sites in Lubbock. Tom knew we didn’t have far to travel that day; each of those seven sites were within…
160: NEW MEXICO – ‘LAND OF ENCHANTMENT’ OR STATE OF MISERY?
My photographer and his wife enjoyed an extra hour of sleep on Wednesday October 13, 2021 – Tom’s alarm didn’t go off until 7:00am. The weather outside was clear and brisk; the temperature in Santa Fe, New Mexico that morning…
142: IN THE FATUOUS FOOTSTEPS OF FORTY-FIVE
For some strange reason, my photographer didn’t set his alarm clock for the morning of Friday May 21, 2021. And because of that, Tom got an extra nine minutes of sleep before we headed out on our final day in…
48: WHERE THE CRICKETS ONCE CHIRPED
It was roughly 100 miles from Buddy Holly’s doorstep in Lubbock, Texas to the Petty recording studio in Clovis, New Mexico. I heard David Bigham tell my photographer that when the Crickets were scheduled to record at the studio, Buddy’s…