Monthly Archives: April 2015

MIXED BAG – #5 A.)         The record company, Trix, was an exercise in masochism, par excellence, that began in 1971 as a side-line to the research with a couple of 45s. They were produced to show off to the world … Continue reading →

When Bruce (Bastin) and I began our “southeastern tours”, we had minimal idea what to do or how to do it, by and large – there was not really anything in the way of published guidelines – we just “did” … Continue reading →

MIXED BAG – #4 (1.)   I tend to be a voracious reader, often showing little discrimination in what I read (no porn, though). Recently I was given a book by Chuck D of Public Enemy [FIGHT THE POWER: Rap, Race … Continue reading →

So, that’s the general skinny on what I have done directly vis-à-vis Black music, and folklore, over a few decades of my life, with a few digressions and obstacles along the way. The music has been a part of it … Continue reading →

In 1964 I made my first unsteady steps into the realm of blues historical documentation (back door folklore studies) after a few years of collecting records [see O&S #28] and I got lucky the first time out of the blocks… … Continue reading →

Producing a recording session… mixing and mastering the tapes… getting lacquers cut, then metal “mothers” and stampers made… having actual records manufactured… that was the easy part, as I was soon to learn with Trix. The hard part was the … Continue reading →

Trix Records… what a concept: a true, unintentional exercise in masochism, if ever there was one. In fact, it is all the fault of Chris Strachwitz, coupled with my own small degree of stubbornness and a large degree of naiveté. … Continue reading →

One of the things that I had to get used to dealing with early on in my decades of involvement with musicians (often older) was death. Beginning with Baby Tate (see O&S 11), most of the people I have dealt … Continue reading →

In spite of all that I have written in these pages about my various Southern sojourns over the years, I actually dislike travel… it was never fun, and I have traveled very little in my life just for the hell … Continue reading →

In 1976, I got involved with Eddie Kirkland as a record producer once again since nobody else was interested, and booked a week’s time at Minot Studios in White Plains, NY just an hour south along the Hudson River. The … Continue reading →