Rip Mac “Dr John” Rebennack

ryanosaur

ryanosaur

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Nothing more to say...
And I’m stuck at work listening to 80’s new wave.
Gris Gris!
 
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lovinthehd

lovinthehd

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Dang Leon and Dr John so close together....big chunk of music between these two. RIP.
 
ryanosaur

ryanosaur

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too many expected songs to post... one of the first to get me, and really turn me on to Dr John was from Harry Connick's album, 20.
This is a live recording they did together:
 
ryanosaur

ryanosaur

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For me, I was just a hair too young to understand what Miles Davis contribution meant when he passed. Years later... I experienced that when Jerry Garcia died. Even though I'm not a Head, his passing affected me profoundly... I almost crashed my car hearing those words from the DJs mouth. That was my plane crash moment: RIP Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, Big Bopper.
Lou Reed had that affect on me. When I watched his induction to the Hall Of Fame, I balled my @$$ off.

I was just starting to learn Jazz when I picked up this weird album at the Library. Gumbo. Hated it.

Dunno how, but a month or two later, I had it again. And again. And again. I've always had a copy since the mid '90s.

I cannot forget what his music has meant to me for some 25+ years, now.
 
Swerd

Swerd

Audioholic Warlord
Dang Leon and Dr John so close together....big chunk of music between these two. RIP.
Those two plus that obscure Texan Roky Erickson… that dang 'rule of threes' prevails again. At least I hope it stops at three.

I reacted differently on hearing the news that each of those had died. Leon Redbone was always a curious oddity. His music was an anachronism, but he was well liked during the later 70s and early 80s. I remember seeing him in an outdoor summer performance in Hartford, CT in '79 or '80. He clearly commanded complete attention of the crowd on a warm summer evening in a large city park. His popularity seemed to fade after that, and I had all but forgotten him when I heard he died. I was sad, but I couldn't tell if it was over his death, or if it was over the memory of my long gone younger days. Probably both.

Roky Erickson was quite a bit more obscure. In fact, I didn't know his name, only his mid 60s band the 13th Floor Elevator and their one hit song. He seemed to be known mainly by fans of 60s garage rock, as Lenny Kaye famously brought to our attention. I remember hearing my younger brother's copy of the Nuggets album. The songs were fun to hear again (I was in high school in the mid 60s) but Lenny Kaye's comments on each song were hilarious gems. His brief account at what Erickson suffered at the hands of Texan law enforcement in the late 60s was anything but funny. When the 4 CD set of Nuggets came out, I rushed to buy a copy. Of course, Roky Erickson's song, "You're Gonna Miss Me" was on it. That same song was used in the opening of the movie "High Fidelity". (I've always wondered if this 2000 movie was indirectly responsible for the return from the grave of vinyl LPs.)

And now Dr. John… enough already.
For me, I was just a hair too young to understand what Miles Davis contribution meant when he passed. Years later... I experienced that when Jerry Garcia died. Even though I'm not a Head, his passing affected me profoundly... I almost crashed my car hearing those words from the DJs mouth. That was my plane crash moment: RIP Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, Big Bopper.
You are young ;). Jerry Garcia had been playing poker with Death for some time before he finally cashed in his chips. By that time, I was used to the idea that many famous musicians died too young.

My plane crash moment was in 1959 when Buddy Holly died. Honestly, as a 10-year-old kid, I didn't know who those other two were. Buddy Holly, like Erickson, was from Texas.

By 1970/71, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin (yet another ex-Texan),and Duane Allman all died early and unnecessary deaths. They could have had longer and more productive careers if they hadn't flamed out so young. I was a young 20-21 year-old, and their deaths over that short time span taught me that musical fame is fleeting and costly. So, despite being saddened by the recent deaths of Leon Redbone, Roky Erickson, and Dr. John, I'm glad to realize they were survivors of a business where many rapidly come and go.
 
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davidscott

davidscott

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First song I ever heard from him was "Sylvia's Mother". Pretty sad lyrics for a kid but I liked the song.
Wasn't he also known as the night tripper?
 
ryanosaur

ryanosaur

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First song I ever heard from him was "Sylvia's Mother". Pretty sad lyrics for a kid but I liked the song.
Wasn't he also known as the night tripper?
His first 3 albums were under that moniker: Dr. John The Night Tripper... Psychedelic New-orleans styled funk: Gris Gris 1968, Babylon 1969, and The Sun, Moon and Herbs (1971).

@Ponzio started a thread too... check it out... his has a link to his library. :)
 
davidscott

davidscott

Audioholic Spartan
His first 3 albums were under that moniker: Dr. John The Night Tripper... Psychedelic New-orleans styled funk: Gris Gris 1968, Babylon 1969, and The Sun, Moon and Herbs (1971).

@Ponzio started a thread too... check it out... his has a link to his library. :)
Thanks man I will check that out.:)
 
davidscott

davidscott

Audioholic Spartan
Those two plus that obscure Texan Roky Erickson… that dang 'rule of threes' prevails again. At least I hope it stops at three.

I reacted differently on hearing the news that each of those had died. Leon Redbone was always a curious oddity. His music was an anachronism, but he was well liked during the later 70s and early 80s. I remember seeing him in an outdoor summer performance in Hartford, CT in '79 or '80. He clearly commanded complete attention of the crowd on a warm summer evening in a large city park. His popularity seemed to fade after that, and I had all but forgotten him when I heard he died. I was sad, but I couldn't tell if it was over his death, or if it was over the memory of my long gone younger days. Probably both.

Roky Erickson was quite a bit more obscure. In fact, I didn't know his name, only his mid 60s band the 13th Floor Elevator and their one hit song. He seemed to be known mainly by fans of 60s garage rock, as Lenny Kaye famously brought to our attention. I remember hearing my younger brother's copy of the Nuggets album. The songs were fun to hear again (I was in high school in the mid 60s) but Lenny Kaye's comments on each song were hilarious gems. His brief account at what Erickson suffered at the hands of Texan law enforcement in the late 60s was anything but funny. When the 4 CD set of Nuggets came out, I rushed to buy a copy. Of course, Roky Erickson's song, "You're Gonna Miss Me" was on it. That same song was used in the opening of the movie "High Fidelity". (I've always wondered if this 2000 movie was indirectly responsible for the return from the grave of vinyl LPs.)

And now Dr. John… enough already.
You are young ;). Jerry Garcia had been playing poker with Death for some time before he finally cashed in his chips. By that time, I was used to the idea that many famous musicians died too young.

My plane crash moment was in 1959 when Buddy Holly died. Honestly, as a 10-year-old kid, I didn't know who those other two were. Buddy Holly, like Erickson, was from Texas.

By 1970/71, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin (yet another ex-Texan),and Duane Allman all died early and unnecessary deaths. They could have had longer and more productive careers if they hadn't flamed out so young. I was a young 20-21 year-old, and their deaths over that short time span taught me that musical fame is fleeting and costly. So, despite being saddened by the recent deaths of Leon Redbone, Roky Erickson, and Dr. John, I'm glad to realize they were survivors of a business where many rapidly come and go.
Don't forget the Lizard King Jim Morrison. One of my all time favorites.
 
ryanosaur

ryanosaur

Audioholic Overlord
Don't forget the Lizard King Jim Morrison. One of my all time favorites.
I haven't even had a chance to process that! @Swerd... too true. All of it. I wasn't a Cobain fan, so his passing was not the same to me... the way that Jimi, Janis, and Jim all affected that time. I was more affected by Chris Cornell killing himself. I was heartened to walk in to my favorite local pizzeria and find the owner just as saddened, with Soundgarden playing, err, prominently.
You are correct in saying that Fame has a price. It hits everyone a little differently. Some do well and lead, some whither and fade. I know when I had my chances to meet musical heroes, it wasn't their autograph I wanted... just to shake their hand and say, "Thank You!"

*sigh.

There are many more to come. And some, I hope, not for a while. Dave Gilmour. Ian Anderson. Bob Dylan, Tom Waits... I could keep going.

I had tickets to see Morphine in San Francisco, with Soul Coughing, in 1999... two weeks prior, Mark Sandman dropped dead on stage in Italy. Heart Attack. 46. No fading away there. Just hit the ground.

It's always sad to lose a creator. And music IS a creation... in space and time and place and situation... No moment is the same. When those creations have touched us, personally, is when it hurts. I didn't cry because Berlioz was dead. But Lou Reed, I cried. Michael Brecker... Mark Sandman...
 
Swerd

Swerd

Audioholic Warlord
Don't forget the Lizard King Jim Morrison. One of my all time favorites.
I didn't forget to mention him – he was not one of my favorites. Others may or may not have differing opinions. It's only music.

I've read the biographies or memoirs of several musicians or other performers. Usually, maybe always, I was disappointed by what I learned about those people. A good example was A Long Strange Trip: An Inside History of the Grateful Dead by Dennis McNally. It was about many of the people and events associated with that band, but mostly about Jerry Garcia. I always loved Garcia's and the Dead's music, but after reading that book I decided I was probably better off not knowing about most well-known popular musicians. (I do give the author credit for not whitewashing the characters in his very good but long book.)

Others who fit into that category are Chuck Berry and Jerry Lee Lewis.

Since I read that book a number of years ago, I've avoided reading any more like that, so there may have been someone whose life and whose music were highly admirable. For all I know, Mick Jagger, for example, is a true gentleman & scholar :rolleyes:. But I'd rather know only his music and avoid the details of his personal life ;).
 

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