I'm feeling good now, yeah, but can't explain...


I have one of the original album printings. The one where 'Bach' is sitting. Walter Carlos didn't like that picture. Thought Bach looked too 'shocked', so he got Columbia to change the cover to Bach standing.
I like the first cover. The white cat is so relaxed

I knew the big machine was called a 'Moooog'.
That's all I knew.

Giant Moog

...SOOOO...let me try to explain my affinity and passion for music . . .

I think it first started when I was about 9 or 10.
The first album I ever expressed interest in was
'Switched on Bach' by Walter Carlos.
I had heard it in music class at the
Coleraine Academical Institute (CAI) in Northern Ireland.

I remember the teacher saying it had just come out. So it was 1968. I must of been 11. I would of been in L1D (a classroom designation). (This was back when they still had the 11+ exam. That exam decided if you were of academic quality or if you were going to fit pipes for a living. I failed the 11+ exam. If you passed the exam, your education at 'higher leaning centres' like the CAI was free. So, my parents paid hard money to get me into the CAI. But I digress.)

Anyway I ran home and told my parents I had heard this wonderful noise.
I guess I just had to say 'Bach' and they bought the album for me.
I had been listening to 'Peter and the Wolf' by Sergei Prokofiev and I loved that.  I knew all the orchestral instruments.
But I'd never heard an instrument like this. I played 'Switched on Bach' continuously. I had never heard anything like it before.

Of course, neither had anybody else at that time. It was unique.
It set a standard.
It still does.


Welcome Trilogy
And by now, we're off and running . . .
I'd find out about Robert Moog later on ------------> THEN ELP's 'BRAIN SALAD SURGERY' CHANGED MY LIFE (1973)

1974 Collage
Me at MoogFest 2006. I went to see my idol Keith Emerson at the ripe old age of 48. Heck, if Keith can still rock at 61, Then so can I!!!
Notice 'The 'Beast' (1968 Modular Moog) in the background !

1974 Collage

Brain Salad Surgery LP Cover

1974 Collage

Which led to me finding out about
H. R. Giger

My 1974 Rock collage. Frozen in time.
Mostly from Italian rock magazines from '73 & 74
(Notice how Jimi is right-handed in the center picture.)

I was a fanatic about the top keyboard players of the day.
Rick Wakeman in the upper left. Keith Emerson, lower right.
That's how I started the collage I remember.
The rest just sort of fell into place after that.
It's about 45" W   by 36" L.  Never been framed.


1974 Collage
Isn't it cool to see your 15 year old mind frozen in time?


My First Rock Concert
(I was 14)

August 18th 1972, Dillon Stadium, (Outdoors)
Hartford, CT.


Phlorescent  Leech and Eddy
(From the Turtles & The Mothers of Invention)

The Kinks

(Then it rained for 80 minutes)

The Beach Boys

The Doors

(The concert ended at 1:30am)

1974 Collage

(And now the story behind the concert...)

1972. 14. I was a sophomore. Sophomore means 'wise fool' and it is entirely true. By now  was steeped in the music of the day. Almost every day I would walk over to my friend's house after school and we would play each other records all the way through (stopping to flip the LPs over) and then talk about them and play cards. He was a sophomore too. He went to the other HS across town. He was 16 and had very long hair. Like Mark Farner long hair. He was the one that told me about the Dillon concert. I asked 'how do we get tickets'? He said 'we'll buy them there'. I trusted he knew what he was talking about. The day came and I told my parents I was just going over to my friend's house. I figured I'd be back from the concert before 11pm and nobody would be the wiser. I think we took the bus to the closest point to Dillon stadium, then we walked. There were 4 of us all together. All sophomores. I was the youngest though I tried to hide it. There were lots of people milling around outside the gates.  We went to a few scalpers but they wanted more than we could afford. Then my friend went off on his own and came back about 15 min later. He had one ticket. My heart sank. He showed it to all of us. It said "ADMIT ONE". Then beside that someone had written in "+ 3". I thought wait a minute, that can't be right. But by then we were walking towards the gate. We stood in line, my heart pounding. Then it was our turn. The guy looked at the ticket and said something like 'this ain't right - where'd you get this'? My heart was racing. I thought we'd go to jail. How would I explain I needed to be bailed out of prison to my parents? My life as I knew it was over! We all looked at the guy with soft kitten eyes and he said 'God damn it - off you go'! We were in. Holy crap! We looked at each other with that wonder that only teenagers can experience. We were in! The stadium was full of people. There were no seats. It was 'General Admission' (plus three) and you had to squeeze in to find a place. The only hole that was open led right to the front of the stage. I remember thinking 'Oh no, I'm going to lose my friends and get crushed'. But all four of us made it together and there we were standing at the right side of the stage. We were way early. It was daylight and the concert didn't start till about 8 or 9pm. All the while people were pushing for position. The other two I was with went off to get a drink and that was the last we saw of them. I knew it. I stood fast by my friend. No way I was going lose him or this spot. My friend was there to see Flo and Eddy and The Kinks. I knew about Flo and Eddie from Frank Zappa, but I had no idea they were originally from The Turtles. I   recognised the old songs when I heard them. The Kinks did a terrible show and people actually threw beer cans at them. One of them hit Ray Davies on the head I remember. They quit shortly after that. Then it rained. The ground got very muddy with people trampling all around. I remember my bell bottom jeans felt very heavy because of all the mud that was caked on them. I didn't care for the Beach Boys. They were too friendly, if you know what I mean. All those surf hits just turned my gut. I was listening to Deep Purple, Focus, EL&P. Beach Boys was just not me at that time. When my watch showed 11pm I started to get nervous. What was I going to say to my parents? I'd lied. At that age you don't think about how frantic your parents are. You think about how angry they are going to be. We had wrung our clothes as best we could and had sunk into the mud. We were stuck. Figuratively and literally. Shoulder to shoulder and now, for some reason that still escapes me to this day, we were about 60 feet from the stage. How did that happen? Then came The Doors. I wondered if they had a new singer. How was this going to work? Ray, John and Robby came on stage. No singer. They started the first song 'Love me two Times'. Surprisingly Ray Manzarek did all the singing and he was pretty good too. It was late because of the rain delay so they only played three songs. I'd never heard 'Mosquito' before (it is from the first post-Morrison album called 'Full Circle', and I thought it was incredible. So then there was like a 20 min version of 'Light My Fire' which was superb and it was over. How do we get home?



THEN I HAD MY ACCIDENT MARCH 30 (1973) (That changed my life too)
Everybody's life changed. (At least if you were 15 at the time)
Graduated High School at 16.? 

Tell me about it.
Were you a genius?


How did you do it? What with the accident, and all.
Learning how to walk again must of been a real pain. . .

1974 Collage
Actually, I didn't think much about it. Jethro Tull 'Thick as a Brick' . I have the original Newspaper edition from 1972. Try getting that with a CD or an Apple download!
I was surrounded by 14 year old hormones when I was 12 and didn't really notice it. I was still in a daze. America was this great new adventure and I thought we'd spend some time here and then move on.

Little did I know... I was so, I like to say innocent. In America they say immature. I remember I had a hard time making friends. They literally couldn't understand what I was saying. I tried to talk like them to fit in. Long vowels and short 't's. And they talked about stuff I'd never heard of.  Football was not the football I knew and loved. Basketball - what's that? Girls - huh?
My dad got some of it too. I remember him coming home and saying how he thought there was a new metal in the world because in America they had
AH-LOOM-IN-UM. in Britain we had AH-LOO-MIN-EE-UM.
In class once, I asked a boy if I could borrow his rubber. You know, the rubber bit at the end of a pencil. Well, did that cause a stir, it being a catholic school and all...it was all very strange...
I wouldn't recommend it to anyone...
I would come to realise (much, much later) that America has a strange fascination with sex.
Like a snickering Puritan.
We can show you (and promote) the carnage of war, but no breasts on TV.
But again, I digress. I'll cover that area in another section.