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Oh, I know how much they mean to you.....so so sorry!
I pray so!!!!!Good morning to the young at heartSurely this will be a better day.................
Over the years, I attended 5 Tom Petty concerts, pretty much all with the Heartbreakers or some incarnation thereof .. at the end of every show, I tried to hang around the venue in hopes I would spot Petty and be able to shake his hand and tell him how highly I thought of his music .. (slightly embarrassing to admit, since I sound like a Groupie .. but I was and am such a Fan ) .. although that never happened, I did meet and get to know Chinner Winstead, who was Mike Campbell's guitar and amp tech .. (Campbell being Petty's lead guitarist and member of the Heartbreakers from the get go) ..
There was just something about this man that I connected with .. those sly and clever lyrics, the laid back and always clean delivery .. the message that seemed tailored to the times .. the fact that he would not, in fact "back down" from any challenge .. I studied any and all material I could get my hands on because I wanted to know as much as I could about this guy .. I discovered we had some things in common, one mainly being that we each had a Parent growing up that felt we were weak because, as a child, we both gravitated to the Arts and did not fit the "manliness" of the times ..
Although Petty was so good in his songwriting, that you could hear in his nasal voice the angst, the joy, the subversive undertone, and mostly, a slice of where his head was at when he wrote that song .. that went to a whole higher level when you saw him in concert .. not only were the Heartbreakers one of the tightest live bands I ever heard, they also were all dedicated professionals that delivered every ounce of entertainment possible and literally, left it all on the stage ..
"I had some long periods of severe depression. I took some hard knocks and retreated from the world and lived in this little cabin. I didn't see a lot of people. I wasn't happy, and I didn't want to lay that on everybody. Even when I was in public, I didn't want to be there, and that's a terrible feeling. It took me a while to want to come back."
“We're told we're nothing if we don't have a mansion and dress like a movie star. It's hard on a young person to not think that's the game. ... You can boil all the world's problems down to greed. (For the rich), the money's not enough and they seek power. It's gone into the hands of really shaky people who don't care who they hurt in their quest to have more money than they'll ever need."
But Petty himself stood out as a performer .. he was never a guy that moved around the stage much, the stage itself was always set up kind of like a living room, no matter how big the venue, you somehow felt it was intimate .. and, sometimes, when he sang a particular lyric, he would get that wry, inside joke look .. making the audience feel like they were part of that inside joke, with a wink and a nod .. he truly loved what he did and wanted/needed his fans to come with him on that Journey .. and so we did ..
Yesterday afternoon, through a text message from someone I know in SoCal that is fairly close to the family, I knew Tom was dead for all practical purposes .. although his body may have not quite give out at that point, that Rock and Roll brain was gone forever ..
When I got the news, I closed up the workshop, went home and dropped my original vinyl of "Damn the Torpedoes" on the turntable, which I had bought all those many years ago .. the cover was worn, the grooves were worn as well from so many repeated plays .. the clicks and pops were all in the same places, like an old shoe, it was comfortable .. I poured a drink and I lit up, and softly sang along .. taking me back all those years and all the good friends that, back in those days, shared good times and great music .. and remembering all those that are now gone ..
I hope that his music will continue to inspire young folks, and that some 15 year old will download or stream "Refugee" and connect to it .. and pick up a guitar .. long into the future .. because, the wonder and joy will live on .. Rest in Peace, indeed, Mr. Petty .. and join that achingly long list of those that have left us over the last several years .. my Heroes are indeed fading, one worn face at a time ..
) .. although that never happened, I did meet and get to know Chinner Winstead, who was Mike Campbell's guitar and amp tech .. (Campbell being Petty's lead guitarist and member of the Heartbreakers from the get go) .. There was just something about this man that I connected with .. those sly and clever lyrics, the laid back and always clean delivery .. the message that seemed tailored to the times .. the fact that he would not, in fact "back down" from any challenge .. I studied any and all material I could get my hands on because I wanted to know as much as I could about this guy .. I discovered we had some things in common, one mainly being that we each had a Parent growing up that felt we were weak because, as a child, we both gravitated to the Arts and did not fit the "manliness" of the times ..
Although Petty was so good in his songwriting, that you could hear in his nasal voice the angst, the joy, the subversive undertone, and mostly, a slice of where his head was at when he wrote that song .. that went to a whole higher level when you saw him in concert .. not only were the Heartbreakers one of the tightest live bands I ever heard, they also were all dedicated professionals that delivered every ounce of entertainment possible and literally, left it all on the stage ..
"I had some long periods of severe depression. I took some hard knocks and retreated from the world and lived in this little cabin. I didn't see a lot of people. I wasn't happy, and I didn't want to lay that on everybody. Even when I was in public, I didn't want to be there, and that's a terrible feeling. It took me a while to want to come back."
“We're told we're nothing if we don't have a mansion and dress like a movie star. It's hard on a young person to not think that's the game. ... You can boil all the world's problems down to greed. (For the rich), the money's not enough and they seek power. It's gone into the hands of really shaky people who don't care who they hurt in their quest to have more money than they'll ever need."
But Petty himself stood out as a performer .. he was never a guy that moved around the stage much, the stage itself was always set up kind of like a living room, no matter how big the venue, you somehow felt it was intimate .. and, sometimes, when he sang a particular lyric, he would get that wry, inside joke look .. making the audience feel like they were part of that inside joke, with a wink and a nod .. he truly loved what he did and wanted/needed his fans to come with him on that Journey .. and so we did ..
Yesterday afternoon, through a text message from someone I know in SoCal that is fairly close to the family, I knew Tom was dead for all practical purposes .. although his body may have not quite give out at that point, that Rock and Roll brain was gone forever ..
When I got the news, I closed up the workshop, went home and dropped my original vinyl of "Damn the Torpedoes" on the turntable, which I had bought all those many years ago .. the cover was worn, the grooves were worn as well from so many repeated plays .. the clicks and pops were all in the same places, like an old shoe, it was comfortable .. I poured a drink and I lit up, and softly sang along .. taking me back all those years and all the good friends that, back in those days, shared good times and great music .. and remembering all those that are now gone ..
I hope that his music will continue to inspire young folks, and that some 15 year old will download or stream "Refugee" and connect to it .. and pick up a guitar .. long into the future .. because, the wonder and joy will live on .. Rest in Peace, indeed, Mr. Petty .. and join that achingly long list of those that have left us over the last several years .. my Heroes are indeed fading, one worn face at a time ..
Were there another 50 icons on the like bar, and we could use more than one....they would not suffice to convey my reaction and feelings for such a beautifully expressed post...Over the years, I attended 5 Tom Petty concerts, pretty much all with the Heartbreakers or some incarnation thereof .. at the end of every show, I tried to hang around the venue in hopes I would spot Petty and be able to shake his hand and tell him how highly I thought of his music .. (slightly embarrassing to admit, since I sound like a Groupie .. but I was and am such a Fan
There was just something about this man that I connected with .. those sly and clever lyrics, the laid back and always clean delivery .. the message that seemed tailored to the times .. the fact that he would not, in fact "back down" from any challenge .. I studied any and all material I could get my hands on because I wanted to know as much as I could about this guy .. I discovered we had some things in common, one mainly being that we each had a Parent growing up that felt we were weak because, as a child, we both gravitated to the Arts and did not fit the "manliness" of the times ..
Although Petty was so good in his songwriting, that you could hear in his nasal voice the angst, the joy, the subversive undertone, and mostly, a slice of where his head was at when he wrote that song .. that went to a whole higher level when you saw him in concert .. not only were the Heartbreakers one of the tightest live bands I ever heard, they also were all dedicated professionals that delivered every ounce of entertainment possible and literally, left it all on the stage ..
"I had some long periods of severe depression. I took some hard knocks and retreated from the world and lived in this little cabin. I didn't see a lot of people. I wasn't happy, and I didn't want to lay that on everybody. Even when I was in public, I didn't want to be there, and that's a terrible feeling. It took me a while to want to come back."
“We're told we're nothing if we don't have a mansion and dress like a movie star. It's hard on a young person to not think that's the game. ... You can boil all the world's problems down to greed. (For the rich), the money's not enough and they seek power. It's gone into the hands of really shaky people who don't care who they hurt in their quest to have more money than they'll ever need."
But Petty himself stood out as a performer .. he was never a guy that moved around the stage much, the stage itself was always set up kind of like a living room, no matter how big the venue, you somehow felt it was intimate .. and, sometimes, when he sang a particular lyric, he would get that wry, inside joke look .. making the audience feel like they were part of that inside joke, with a wink and a nod .. he truly loved what he did and wanted/needed his fans to come with him on that Journey .. and so we did ..
Yesterday afternoon, through a text message from someone I know in SoCal that is fairly close to the family, I knew Tom was dead for all practical purposes .. although his body may have not quite give out at that point, that Rock and Roll brain was gone forever ..
When I got the news, I closed up the workshop, went home and dropped my original vinyl of "Damn the Torpedoes" on the turntable, which I had bought all those many years ago .. the cover was worn, the grooves were worn as well from so many repeated plays .. the clicks and pops were all in the same places, like an old shoe, it was comfortable .. I poured a drink and I lit up, and softly sang along .. taking me back all those years and all the good friends that, back in those days, shared good times and great music .. and remembering all those that are now gone ..
I hope that his music will continue to inspire young folks, and that some 15 year old will download or stream "Refugee" and connect to it .. and pick up a guitar .. long into the future .. because, the wonder and joy will live on .. Rest in Peace, indeed, Mr. Petty .. and join that achingly long list of those that have left us over the last several years .. my Heroes are indeed fading, one worn face at a time ..
Oh, I'm so sorry. I hope you can fill that hole in your heart with good memories of your sweet kitty.
Just a little late PSA for the Day ::
It's Senior Discount Day at Walgreens .. 20% of regular priced merch .. AARP Card or Walgreens Reward Card Required ..
It's Senior Discount Day at Walgreens .. 20% of regular priced merch .. AARP Card or Walgreens Reward Card Required ..
This has been one f...ed up month
Just a quick Welcome (at my age, I can't remember if you've posted here before) .. if you have, excuse my lack of Brain Power .. please feel free to stick around, if you so choose ..
For the ladies, a chick flick series in a historical setting... Season 3 began this last Sunday...
Season 3 began this last Sunday...
Good morning to the young at heart
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