Let me start by saying The Stranger Creek Band would like to apologize to those who came to the show last night and couldn’t find a seat or couldn’t get their meal in a timely manner. The restaurant was just over whellemed…….that being said we want to thank everyone for being so nice and understanding and we were thrilled at the turn out for the show we hope to do it again soon… we had a blast. Rekindled sounded great and was a nice contrast to our music ….thank you Rekindled. for those not in the loop we did a show at the Bichelemeyers Stake House in Tonganoxie KS and the place was rockin’ with standing room only; my wife Rosie had to help serve along with others who jumped in to volunteer. A big thank you goes out to them sorry I don’t know who all helped. Anyway thanks and let’s do it again soon. We have some shows coming up so go to the Stranger Creek Band web site or here at my site to get all the details. One show I’m looking forward to is The DeSoto Opry at the DeSoto Multipopurse centre June 9 ( they have a huge auditorium; we don’t anticipate a seating problem there) With the Stranger Creek Band, Judy Coder, Dave Purcell, and Maggie Marks a 14-year-old girl who could win the Idol Contest if she was old enough, come and see for your self; we are very excited about her. See you at one of the shows….
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I’m no Rodger Ebert not even close but I do have my own ideas about what a good movie should be like. I went to see Red Tails and I will say it had great special effects, it might even get nominated for an award in that categories. But it could have been so much more. I think it’s target audience is for the younger crowd and that’s fine, the story needs to be told to them in a way that will keep their attention, Lucas is very good at that we all know. But you never get to know the correctors; what makes them tick, why did they want to do the things they did. Where did they come from and what was their family life before the war? These men were the best of the best and brightest, they had to be, and yet they still used the accent that we have all heard before. Maybe they did; they were very young and full of life but it didn’t seem likely to me. ( just my opinion I wasn’t there ) when looking up the history of the P40 Warhawk (the older and slower plane that the movie indicated they were left to fly in before they got the faster P 51 Mustang) there was no mention of the European war front. While further research would be called for I think that in short it could have been a little more accurate in its portral. There is no doubt that they were not treated fairly and that they were very well-trained and wanted to prove themselves under fire and they did that without a doubt. They flew 200 escorts for the B29 and never lost a single bomber, a record that still stands and there medals for valor is a story in of its self but was only touched on. In short the movie fell short of my expectations…………………
I decided a while back that I would build another guitar. It will have some unusual woods that I have on hand, and one that I know produce’s a good sound. The neck will be made of Catalpa, the sides and back of American Walnut ( from a log harvested in the area that I live) and the top will be made of Tupelo grown in the swamps of Louisiana. but this time instead of PVA ( carpenters glue) I’m using hide glue. Hide glue is a little harder to work with but worth the effort because of the sound quality it produces. I may be wrong but I don’t think you can buy a guitar off the rack made with Hide Glue these days, because of the extra effort that is required. Hide glue is thousands of years old known to have been used in ancient Egypt. It was used to make every musical instrument or furniture and anything organic in nature from then until some time after World War II. It ranges from the strongest (Ox Hide) to the Weakest (Rabbit). There is lots of info on the Internet ( Frets.com and many others). So why don’t all guitar manufacturers use it? Well because it has to be done with a few rules in mind. The joint must be clean and not oxidized, the glue must be kept hot to be a liquid and clamped before it cools. But if it was good enough for violins made in the 17th century that are still in fine condition today it should be fine for what I’m doing. So if you are into gluing furniture or any thing made of wood nothing is stronger and still reversible than Hide Glue. If a joint made with PVA fails it must be cleaned off completely because it won’t make a good joint if you don’t. Hide glue will reconstitute with heat and moisture and will adhere to its self because of it. Hide Glue breaks down at about 140 degrees and PVA at about 120. Other rules apply but you can look it up on the net………….
Last night the band (Stranger Creek) played at the American Legion. There was a good crowed (inspite of the Cotton Bowl Game) with lots of dancing and a good time was had by all. Before the festivities started they had a moment of silence for all the troops who were in harms way. I started thinking about how many times we’ve had to send young men out to fight for freedom during just my life time. How many times old men stood in silence for young men in harms way. I never had to serve and I consider that just dumb luck. I had two kids and a wife when the Veitnam war broke out so I guess I didn’t make the cut and I’m not sad about that. I’ve seen news footage of war and it looked bad but you don’t see the reality of war on TV they can’t show that. What we see is the cleaned up version. But you can read about it; there are books that try to tell it for what it is, but unless you’ve been there I susect you can’t know. I got a book at Christmas called Fly Boys by James Bradley. It’s about eight Navy and Marine pilots that were shot down and held prisoner on a small island called Chichi Jima not far from Iwo Jima in the Pacific in WW II. The mental state of the Japanese soldier at that time was that they had a divine right to treat the enemy any way they saw fit to advance their cause. I always wandered how humans could act the way they did (and i’m shure there were attrocaties on both sides) and I guess I understand it better now, but I think first place would have to go to the Japanese soldiers of WWII, and these young Fly Boys were right in the middle of them with no way out but death by torture. But after all this time after all the wars and all the people that think they have the divine right to do as they see fit……..well you know the rest of the story.
In 2005 I decided to make a CD so I went to a store and bought a small Tascam tape recorder. I had read that it was possible to get four tracks of music on a small stereo tape recorder so I took a few instructions on-line to get started and in a few weeks I had 5 or 6 tapes with 3 songs on each. Since I had no way of mixing them down and adding the effects I wanted, I got the phone book out and found a recording studio in town that had the right ad and I punched in the numbers. The voice on the other end said Markosa Studios. After we introduced our selfs I told the voice Mark Thies what I wanted to do. He said bring the tapes and the recorder and he would give it a try. He said the studio is in his basement and to come through the Garage door. When I pulled in the drive I noticed what looked like a normal house on a tree-lined street had a huge room added to the back of the house. As it turned out he said they weren’t bad for the first try and went about mixing them down and put them on a CD. It took three or four sessions to get 12 decent songs from the 18 or so that I had and one day sitting in his studio which was the only one I had ever seen, with a mass of control boards switches and knobs and meters and wire running here and there. I asked about the big room on the back of his house. He said oh that’s my new studio, would you like to see it. I said I would, so he took me up the stairs through the house to a large hall way that led to a big room with three small rooms on the west side and two larger rooms for recording. He told me what each room was for and that he was kinda stuck because he had these special windows between each room and he didn’t know how to go about installing them. I said I can do that I was a Glazier and had installed every kind of window there was. We made a deal on the spot and he told me what he needed. He had all the lumber to make the frames, so the next day I set up shop in one of the rooms, made the frames ordered the glass and put it in. All of this took a week or so to complete and in a short time the new studio was up and running and it was beautiful. Since then Mark an I have made five more CDs. So if your into music and need a studio take a look at Markosa Studios you won’t find a better one between here and Abby Road. http://www.markosa.com/Studio.htm
My brother-in-law Ron is an outdoors man, and he’d rather hunt than anything else and that includes drinking beer and he loves his beer. He had an ex son-in-law that lived near by, there in Kingman Arizona, and every year they’d go to the Hualapai (pronounced walapie) Mountains and go bow hunting for game. They had hunted all day with no luck except for a small Doe that ran up a narrow trail between some rocks. Ron was getting tired so he told the younger man to go up the trail and see if he could get a shot; and if something came back down his direction Ron might get a shot. It sounded like a plan and ‘sides I was wore out. He said I leaned up against a big rock resting and enjoying the break, when I heard what sounded like my partner yelling and a woman scream. I froze and waited a few seconds then yelled to see if my partner was alright but got no answer. So with nothing but a bow and arrows I took off up the trail and calling for him. When I got to the top where there were some scrub brush and pine trees I looked around and found him leaning with his back to a huge boulder. His eyes were big as saucers and I saw blood on the ground. My first thought was he had some how fallen on his arrow or something. He looked at me and said “Mountain Lion“……When he had gathered his breath he said a female lion had taken the small deer down and her and two half-grown cubs were feasting on it under some low hanging evergreens when he arrived on the scene. She immediately came after him in a very low crouch. He drew his bow and started backing up till he hit the boulder and was trapped. He said I yelled to scare her away but she just kept coming so I had to shoot and hit her in the chest head on, that’s where the blood came from. Then she took off over there under some brush… let’s go finish her off. Ron said wait a minute we don’t have a tag for lion and that could be very expensive. Lets go get a tag and then go get her. He said OK but first I’m going to make sure she don’t crawl off some place we can’t find. So with bows at ready and there hearts in their mouths they followed the blood trail back to some brush where she was hiding. They both shot and ran for cover.Ron ‘s son-in-law went into town got the tag, came back and found the lion dead under a tree. He capped it out and had it mounted. He felt bad about the kill but thought the cubs would be alright since they were at least half-grown. That’s when Ron gave up bow hunting and went to black powder………
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