Imagine The Killer surviving in today's 24/7/365 social media tsunami.
Hell, he was banned in the early 60's. Child brides, domestic abuse, tax problems, etc. I just think how he would have survived now. It's hard to separate the artist from the art. He was a prime example. A god of rock and roll with feet of clay. RIP, Killer. I loved and still do your musical genius but a big, old fuck you for being a misogynist.
Goodness gracious, great balls of fire! I think he was the last of the rock and roll pioneers of that era…Chuck Berry, Little Richard, Elvis, Buddy Holly, so many others, and now The Killer is gone.
It's a tribute to something--genetics?--that with the wild life he led, he lived this long. I hope it was a peaceful transition.
I'm a country music fan, and by country music, I mean that I have doubts that anything recorded since 1970 is really country music. So I wasn't thrilled that he got into the Country Music Hall of Fame, officially inducted last week, ahead of some others I considered more deserving. But he got in, and I'm glad he at least was alive to know it.
Jerry Lee, Buddy Holly, the rest - they saved my life by being there and "kicking out the jams" when they did.
Saw him live the Fall of 1963. I was in the Navy. There was this dance club in San Diego, the Cinnamon Cinder, a former bowling alley, they took out the lanes and made a dance floor. The only "integrated" club in town (blacks danced on the side and whites stood in awe)
The bill that Saturday night was The Ike and Tina Turner Review on their first show in California opening (fell in love with Tina forever), Jerry Lee Lewis playing quietly in small venues like this after The Big Fall, and the Righteous Brothers blue eyed soul. A lot of fun that night, I had to put my suit into the cleaners the next day cuz it was so sweat-soaked.
Got to shake his hand and say "you saved my life!" He said "thank you."
Great story. Since I live in San Diego (since 1970), mention of the Cinnamon Cinder sent me off to find out when and where it was. Found this posted by a local historian friend of mine, John Fry. The final caption sent me off in another direction when I saw the name Jan Tonneson. https://www.johnfry.com/pages/CinnamonCinder.html
I met Jan when he worked at Wahrenbrock's Book House, a good old fashioned used book store, located less than a block from the library where I worked. It was in an old 3-floor narrow but deep building and the books were placed on shelves on the landings (no elevator, old building) as well as in long narrow ranks of books. Both Jan and the owner, Chuck Valverde knew what they had and where to find it without having to search a database! Anyway, I found this great photo from the San Diego Reader (1989). https://www.sandiegoreader.com/photos/1989/oct/19/98045/
Thanks for making me look things up. Here's the history I found: a chain of clubs started and owned by the great Bob Eubanks, DJ hero of KRLA in LA (later in TV the creator of The Newlywed Game) also producer of the 1964 and 1965 Beatles concerts at the Bowl and the first two Rolling Stones tours. Also loooonnnnngggg time host of the Rose Bowl Parade.
There was also a hit record called "Cinnamon Cinder" which was recorded by The Pastel Six and The Cinders.
The most southern location of the chain was located at 7578 El Cajon Blvd., not far from San Diego State University.
That's why "Cinnamon Cinder" seemed familiar to me (the song)! As for the SD location, where else would you place a rock'n'roll nightclub but close to a college campus (SDSU then was still San Diego State College).
How do you separate the artist from the art? Should we? Is the creation and its creator to be applauded despite the horrors of his personal behavior? That is a personal decision. I respect your choice.
For me, I can't restrain myself from saying to Jerry Lee Lewis: Fuck you, your abuse and your arrogance. Same for Picasso and Ye and Thomas Jefferson. I let them go. Their talent is terrific. Their behavior is unacceptable.
And in the same breath I would add Elon Musk. Who could be the most dangerous person on Earth . And yet he is worshiped and prayed to as if money and talent can excuse being obscene. I say Nope.
I had not thought that. But if I did, my mirror would shatter. I have made many mistakes and had several partners and marriages. None of my wives were cousins of 13 years old. Here is the difference. I can't play the piano or invent a whole new genre of anything. I admire the creation. But I don't think being a jerk is excused by talent or brilliance. Musk comes to mind...
Imagine The Killer surviving in today's 24/7/365 social media tsunami.
Hell, he was banned in the early 60's. Child brides, domestic abuse, tax problems, etc. I just think how he would have survived now. It's hard to separate the artist from the art. He was a prime example. A god of rock and roll with feet of clay. RIP, Killer. I loved and still do your musical genius but a big, old fuck you for being a misogynist.
“Either be hot or cold. If you are lukewarm, the Lord will spew you forth from His mouth.”
― Jerry Lee Lewis
Goodness gracious, great balls of fire! I think he was the last of the rock and roll pioneers of that era…Chuck Berry, Little Richard, Elvis, Buddy Holly, so many others, and now The Killer is gone.
I noticed quite a bit of "head banging" happening on that video. I just had to laugh!
Jerry Lee Lewis, Loretta Lynn- artists of a bygone era.
Loved that crazy man, never saw this version before. My parents thought he was more evil than Elvis
It's a tribute to something--genetics?--that with the wild life he led, he lived this long. I hope it was a peaceful transition.
I'm a country music fan, and by country music, I mean that I have doubts that anything recorded since 1970 is really country music. So I wasn't thrilled that he got into the Country Music Hall of Fame, officially inducted last week, ahead of some others I considered more deserving. But he got in, and I'm glad he at least was alive to know it.
So TC, will you expand on the handshake and JLL saving your life?
Jerry Lee, Buddy Holly, the rest - they saved my life by being there and "kicking out the jams" when they did.
Saw him live the Fall of 1963. I was in the Navy. There was this dance club in San Diego, the Cinnamon Cinder, a former bowling alley, they took out the lanes and made a dance floor. The only "integrated" club in town (blacks danced on the side and whites stood in awe)
The bill that Saturday night was The Ike and Tina Turner Review on their first show in California opening (fell in love with Tina forever), Jerry Lee Lewis playing quietly in small venues like this after The Big Fall, and the Righteous Brothers blue eyed soul. A lot of fun that night, I had to put my suit into the cleaners the next day cuz it was so sweat-soaked.
Got to shake his hand and say "you saved my life!" He said "thank you."
Great story. Since I live in San Diego (since 1970), mention of the Cinnamon Cinder sent me off to find out when and where it was. Found this posted by a local historian friend of mine, John Fry. The final caption sent me off in another direction when I saw the name Jan Tonneson. https://www.johnfry.com/pages/CinnamonCinder.html
I met Jan when he worked at Wahrenbrock's Book House, a good old fashioned used book store, located less than a block from the library where I worked. It was in an old 3-floor narrow but deep building and the books were placed on shelves on the landings (no elevator, old building) as well as in long narrow ranks of books. Both Jan and the owner, Chuck Valverde knew what they had and where to find it without having to search a database! Anyway, I found this great photo from the San Diego Reader (1989). https://www.sandiegoreader.com/photos/1989/oct/19/98045/
This SD Union-Tribune article gives you an idea of how special Wahrenbrock's, and Chuck Valverde, were to book lovers everywhere, not limited to San Diego. https://www.sandiegouniontribune.com/sdut-1n1book232016-final-chapter-local-treasure-2009aug01-story.html
Thanks for making me look things up. Here's the history I found: a chain of clubs started and owned by the great Bob Eubanks, DJ hero of KRLA in LA (later in TV the creator of The Newlywed Game) also producer of the 1964 and 1965 Beatles concerts at the Bowl and the first two Rolling Stones tours. Also loooonnnnngggg time host of the Rose Bowl Parade.
There was also a hit record called "Cinnamon Cinder" which was recorded by The Pastel Six and The Cinders.
The most southern location of the chain was located at 7578 El Cajon Blvd., not far from San Diego State University.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cinnamon_Cinder
That's why "Cinnamon Cinder" seemed familiar to me (the song)! As for the SD location, where else would you place a rock'n'roll nightclub but close to a college campus (SDSU then was still San Diego State College).
Interestingly enough, most of the customers were sailors and non-college girls. At least on weekends. In 1963.
What a night, one to remember
How do you separate the artist from the art? Should we? Is the creation and its creator to be applauded despite the horrors of his personal behavior? That is a personal decision. I respect your choice.
For me, I can't restrain myself from saying to Jerry Lee Lewis: Fuck you, your abuse and your arrogance. Same for Picasso and Ye and Thomas Jefferson. I let them go. Their talent is terrific. Their behavior is unacceptable.
And in the same breath I would add Elon Musk. Who could be the most dangerous person on Earth . And yet he is worshiped and prayed to as if money and talent can excuse being obscene. I say Nope.
If I followed your advice, Bill, I'd have to stand in front of the mirror and say "fuck you!" to me.
I had not thought that. But if I did, my mirror would shatter. I have made many mistakes and had several partners and marriages. None of my wives were cousins of 13 years old. Here is the difference. I can't play the piano or invent a whole new genre of anything. I admire the creation. But I don't think being a jerk is excused by talent or brilliance. Musk comes to mind...