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Hey hep cats and kittens! Allow
me to put a little bug in your ear. There were some really righteous
Jacks laying down some smooth chops in Sherman town last noche.
The cats wailing out the grooves called themselves the Seth Walker
Band, and man were they swingin'! They bout caught me dossin'
man.
I had just happened by the lawn there at the Municipal Grounds
last early black at about seven chimes, hoping to score me some
serious tunes. The act scheduled for the main kick was straight
out of coolsville, brother. But they called themselves coming
from Austin, Texas. They were a four-piece combo versed in the
vibes of swing and those down home black and tan blues. Seth,
my main man, Walker, he ground the axe and was beating up the
gums. And let me tell you, this cat has velvet for a voice, brother,
real smooth. The notes that he ground from that vintage axe,
man were they wailin'. His chops are about 12 degrees left of
the average cat. Honest. Real humming!
To Seth's right raise was a Gabriel who was licking the sax
and the licorice stick. Called himself Paul Klemperer, and though
he hails from Boston, he has played with the likes of Angela
Strehli, Jimmy Carl Black, and the main queen herself, Marcia
Ball. Hear me now, when this cat wailed a solo I almost fell
out. He could make those horns growl and then without fault and
clear as a bell register some armstrongs. Man those sounds were
straight beatific!
Now on Seth's left raise was P.B. Shane, daddy of the doghouse.
His chops were real banging. He is an Austin cat by way of Pasadena
west coast, not Texas man. When those gates blew some boogie
woogie, old P.B. was slapping the guts on that old doghouse and
providing a bottom that sent those other cats straight into space.
Last, but certainly not was least, is Mark Hays banging the
skins. Dig! While this cat may be straight outta squaresville,
he really has his boots on! He's from Richardson, and served
time gigging with the likes of Donny Ray Ford, Tommy Alverson,
The Cartwrights, Gary P. Nunn, and Cory Morrow. So how did this
cat hook up with the righteous tunes? Seems all along he was
really hep to the jive, and even juked with Smokin' Joe Kubek
before connecting with Seth Walker. I can tell you this kiddies,
the rhythm he was laying down on those hides was pure silk.
The riffs these cats were dropping were kopasetic brothers
and sisters. They grooved out mostly original tunes, but weren't
shy about digging some Gatemouth Brown or some B.B. King when
they were feeling lowdown, and even passing a Hank Williams score
in New Orleans swing. It was the mezz, I can tell you! If you
are glimming for their fashion, man, let me mash it for you topside.
They slot somewhere between Lightning Hopkins meets Big Bad Voodoo
Daddy. What I can say is that when they took the main kick, the
joint was jumping. They were so scorching that it was all I could
do to keep from grabbing the nearest skirt and jitterbugging
my socks off. These cats blew the wigs off of everybody in that
frolic pad.
Now let me tell
you, jacks and jills, when those cats throw down a party, man,
do they ever tie one on. The surprising thing is that these killer
diller kicks were jelly, man, you know, like a freebie. Like
in the bigger villes, man, this kind of jam is gonna cost you
twenty lines at least. Can't promise that the next time they
come our way. What I can do, is to hep the unhep, school the
unschooled, to the swingingest act to ever cop a tune. Next time
they are in the area, do yourself a favor and go dig their swinging
sound. They are slated to be at J& J's in Ft. Worth town
come August 16. I can tell you this, daddio, if you miss this
one then you will be cut rate, like real fraughty.
If you want to dig more about this swinging band, you can
fall by www.sethwalker.com
to get the skinny. There you can knock one of their digitals
if you have the line, listen to their licks, get the hard spiel,
or even sound off to the cats via email.
If you aren't hep to the jive that I am laying down, then
let me knock this info your way to lend you a hand. Check out
members.aol.com/gethep/jive.html
to dig my groove.
You can contact Scott Snidow at: scott-at-rockzilla.net
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