December 21st, 2010 § 0
We just finished the Xmas program of “Almost There” which will air on WCBE 90.5 fm on Dec. 24 at 2pm. Our first show of 2011 airs at 5pm on New Year’s Day.
These shows combine my yarns about musicians who played “there” with music that highlights those tales. There’s also great adult-friendly kid music (and vice-versa), with commentary by Tracy Zollinger Turner.
They accompany sports and large meals well.
Thanks,
Dan
June 22nd, 2010 § 3
A genuinely emotive country hunk, you’ve heard his voice inviting you to Applebee’s, “the neighborhood place” that’s usually located in a strip mall parking lot. And you know that he, John Corbett, and his golden all-American movie/TV/Hollywood star probably wouldn’t be caught dead there, but he did perform at my humble music tavern, Little Brother’s, in 2005.
John hails from the Wheeling, West Virginia area and attempted to be that region’s Dwight Yoakam. He sings country music and he does it well.Actually, he sings country and western, but mostly country in the tradition off the heartbreak, honky-tonk style, like George Jones, Hank Williams, Hank Snow, Hank Kimball (well not really Hank Kimball). The hits rolled all night long – at least two sets’ worth of manly C & W, and the largely female audience licked it up.
These Sex and the City, and even a few Northern Exposure femme fe fans turned out and were turned on by sheer sincere, dare I say suave, style. Dudeman had that well-heeled professional puck of comely Corbettheads, seemingly willing to do just about anything to have some one on one times with him.
Gentleman John, and he (ask my wife) looked better in person than on the silver screen. He couldn’t have been more polite, funny, gracious and charming, the bastard. How dare he be a real human being and make himself impossible to hate.
After the show, everybody had all access to his charm and attention. Countless autographs and politely rejected flirtations. Then he politely collected his pay and hit the road, like any other country, crooning, Hollywood hunk.
March 8th, 2010 § 1
John Mayer has been shamed lately for his explicit logorrhea, and perhaps rightly so, but when he played Little Brother’s on the eve of success, he was quite polite and gracious.
I had one brief conversation with John in the parking lot after the show. But in that short talk he thanked me and my staff for our genuine hospitality, said that it was one of the best places he had played and that everyone working there had treated him and his band with respect.
I was speechless that a guy on the verge of real success in this crazy music business would take the time to show such gratitude, and speechless is something I rarely am.
He may have overshared about some big-league starlets, but when he was in the bush leagues, about to get the call up to the majors, he showed real class.
