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When I was out with the band, Maynard started having me do some of the trumpet high-note schtick during the show. Only problem was that I didn't own a
trumpet at the time.
(side story: I used to have an old, old piece of crap Conn trumpet when Steve Wiest and I both lived in Denton, TX. Steve would drive slowly past my house,
honk his horn, and I would go out on the front porch with my trumpet and blast some high notes for him. That is, until one day we did that and after my high
notes I was twirling the horn, all flashy like, and WHAM! the horn goes crashing on the concrete steps. So then I didn't have a trumpet...)
Back to the story: I mentioned to Boss that I didn't have a horn, and the next time we were in Ojai he showed up to rehearsal with an MF Horn for me. It
was is swimming pool horn! He gave it to me, and I took it back to the motel, and checked it out. Lots of green stuff in there. So my roommate, Craig Johnson,
had a snake and let me use it to clean out the horn. After that, I had that horn set up next to my saxes every night. Played a little on "Glenn's
Den", and did "Hey Jude" out in the audience at the end of the show. That horn is one of my most treasured possessions!
Jun 19 08 8:37 AM
MF Story 51 - The Minor
After Steve Weist and I had 'DiBlasio's
Bop Shop' published by Kendor Boss' office asked me to put together a high note book with him. Since we would talk for hours in front of the
bus anyway why not use that time to put a 'Maynard Ferguson High Note
Book' out? After all any publisher would want it.
I asked Boss about it and he said 'Ahhh, I'll think about it" OK that's fine with me. I would be paid one time for putting it together
and the royalties would go elsewhere. Boss dragged his feet. He didn't seem into it.
The office calls me to see how it going. "It isn't" I tell them. "Boss is thinking about it".
I ask him again and he says, "Yeah let me think on it". OK again.
The office calls again to check progress. "No progress, still thinking".
So I finally go to Boss and ask him if this is something he really wants to do. It didn't seem like he was into it that much. He even asked about
what other guys had put in their high note books, which I didn't know about.
Sensing his frustration I just came out and asked him "Should we just scrap it? It doesn't seem like you want to do it?"
He said, "You know I'm not sure what to write. When I was a kid I liked to play melodies in minor thirds. I just liked the way it sounded.
I'd play a melody and then do it again a minor third higher and so on. It was just fun. It wasn't until I gigged with other players where they
told me I was playing too high. I just liked the minor third thing".
I thought that was interesting.
Never wrote the book.
Jun 19 08 8:38 AM
MF Story 52 -
Boss told me this story that shows why he played
as well as he did.
He was taking a lesson as a kid. His Mom (Who was a principal) was at the lesson. Boss (Or should we call him 'Little Boss' for the sake of the
story) was trying to play through some difficult passage. He couldn't do it and out of frustration he smashed his trumpet into the music stand. His
mom was freaked and ready to yell at Little Boss when his teacher quickly stopped her and said, "Please, please don't yell at him". And
after pause said "That attitude will make him a great player one day.
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MF Story 53- "I Love
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MF Story 54 - Where Joe
This is one of those stories where Boss
'baited' me. I was with the first High Voltage at the time.
We were driving south from Green Bay (I'm pretty sure). We where on a long overpass that went high over a huge train yard. I'm sitting behind
Boss and he says so I can hear "Yeah that's' where Joe (Forget his last mane) bought it'. "What?" I said. "Oh do you
want to hear a great one?" Boss replied. "Sure" I said and we we're off to the races.
As the story went, Boss way back in the bebop days did a gig in Green Bay with his band. When the gig was over Boss went back to the club owners office to get paid and the club owner
flatly refused to pay him. No explanation, no big deal, just wasn't going to pay. Anyway Boss starts yelling and screaming at this club owner Joe
and is raising a ruckus. Joe pulls out a handgun and puts it on his desk and basically tells Boss to go screw himself.
So now Boss is pissed. He doesn't know what to do, there were 3 other big guys in the room with Joe and there was no way Boss was getting paid. So
Boss calls the guy who booked the gig. Well the guy who booked it was like the second in command of the Chicago mob after Al Capone was gone. Everything that
was booked in the country west of Chicago was booked through this guy (Forget the name). So Boss calls this Chicago guy (Damn!! I wash I remembered his name) and
tells him what happened. The guy in Chicago says, " Go in Joe's office and tell him if he doesn't pay you I'll be up to visit him this
week". So Boss not being mob savvy goes into the office and tells Joe what the Chicago guy said. Boss said Joe's face turned
white. All of a sudden the drawers were opened, cash came out and Joe tried to give Boss a drink. Now Boss is his best friend. Ha! Boss grabs the money
About three months after that incident they found Joe broken apart on the railroad tracks that we were driving over. Apparently Joe made his way out
onto the overpass, slipped off the road and fell about 60 feet to his death. Poor Joe.
Re: MF Story 54 - Where
Joe Bought It
Good grief! It's probably a good thing you
can't remember his name.
MF Story 55 - Willie and
Boss told this quick one at a restaurant.
We were eating someplace and that bad elevator music was on n the background. Boss said, "When Willie Maiden and I would go out to eat and we
heard bad music like this Willie would snip the wire that went to the speaker! He carried a little wire cutter with him when we went to restaurants
just in case the music was bad. Willie hated that type of music".
Re: MF Story 54 - Where
Joe Bought It
Wow Denis...MF Story 54 -"Where Joe Bought
It" - brings new meaning to the phrase "If you want to dance, you have to pay the Band".
Thanks for continuing to share these GREAT Stories.
MF Story 56
- Idora Park
MF Story 56 - Idora Park
We would often play Idora Amusement Park in Youngstown Ohio. At one time is was a grand place. We played the
famous ballroom and afterwards the owner put the entire band on the roller coaster and let it ride for about a half an hour. It was great for about ten
minutes then it got to be enough for the next ten and the final ten where kind of surreal. However Boss didn't seem affected by it., just another
day in a roller coaster I guess.
Idora Park had a definite feel. You knew you were in someplace special. Boss always looked forward to playing there.
Everybody played that ballroom. Boss played it when he was young and with Kenton.
Google it and you can learn about it. I bet it was in the top 10 of Boss's favorite gigs to play. Very special.
Re: MF Story 56
- Idora Park
About three months after that incident they found
Joe broken apart on the railroad tracks that we were driving over. Apparently Joe made his way out onto the overpass, slipped off the road and fell
about 60 feet to his death. Poor Joe.
I think not.
I saw the Boss in a lot of venues, but
Idora Park was the best. It was a historic ballroom with an incredible past. During the late 70's and early 80's
the band played there every summer. Nothing like carrying our coolers in past the old posters of the great big bands, then sitting there waiting for
the concert on a warm summer evening, hearing the screams from the "Jack Rabbit" roller coaster coming through the large open windows in the
back of the ballroom and the screams of the "Wild Cat" roller coaster near the entrance of the ballroom. But even louder were the screaming
trumpet warm-ups backstage. BUT, when it came to the biggest "screams" - NO ONE Played High Notes Like the Lip. I the MF Band there many
times. I also caught Maynard on a double bill with Kenton's Band and a couple with Buddy's Band. (One of the times, after the end of his set,
Buddy had taken a little "friendly" shot at Maynard, So on "The Boss's" set he said he was honored to be on stage with
"the world's greatest (ahh) drummer - - - (ahh) Peter Erskine) If I remember
correctly you could see both Maynard and Buddy for $12.95. Then the next year they jacked the price up to $14.95.
I also remember hearing the biggest fattest TRIPPLE B (Yes, TRIPPLE - an octave above "Rocky's" last note) on
Latino Lovewalk. It always seemed like Maynard always had "a little extra" when he played Idora Park. Whether it was the tripple tongued "Give It One" intro, a Trombone player holding up a
"Foxtrot" sign (from the off stage dance set board) while a Sax player was burning up a bebop solo, the Trumpet Section Solos on Pagliacci,
or Maynard's interaction with the crowd's chants of Higher - there were hundreds of great memories I have from those Idora concerts. They were
more fun than any roller coaster I ever rode.
Thanks for the Idora Park
story. I saw MF there in 1959 and every year after that until the park burned down in 1984. I think
the Boss loved Idora because the people who saw him there were huge fans - they worshiped him and the band. And every concert was packed, MF still
holds the all time attendance record there of around 5,600. What a great place place for a concert. Back in the 60's MF and the band would play a
dance set, followed by a jazz set, then back to dancing. In the 70's and 80's it was all jazz sets. You could watch back stage as the musicians
warmed up and after every set you could easily get autographs from MF and the band. Also, the boxer Ray Mancini always showed up when MF played at
As for the roller coaster, I have no idea how you could ride that for a half hour straight. Man that was a killer ride. It was called the Wildcat and
it was always rated in the top 5 wooden coasters in the country.I attached a link to photos of the Wildcat below:
The Girl Singer
Here's a little story Maynard told us the very
last time we got together -- it was May of 2006, just a few months away from his passing. My wife and I and my mother and father were all gathered in
Maynard's hotel room at the Sheraton near the LA airport after a wonderful show Maynard and the band had performed that night. He looked wonderful,
his eyes were clear, he had dropped a whole bunch of weight. The future looked bright and everything about him that night expressed that...
Anyhow, here's the story Maynard told us sitting on the edge of the bed, looking like a kid once again... I don't know how we got on the topic
of auditions but Maynard was not a big fan of auditions and pretty much had discarded that process many years ago. By the way, he was also not a big
fan of "girl singers" but at times I guess it was commercially advantages to have a female vocalist on the band, and he often had really good
ones (Irene Kral was one of the great ones!...)
This is your typical audition scene from back in those days when the band would do a week's run and have the club available for rehearsals in the
afternoons. The chairs would be placed upside down on the edges of the tables so the cleaning people could sweep the floors and the club was pretty
much empty but for the band on stage and the "candidates" waiting to audition. And this was not just any audition session but this was an
audition session for a "girl singer".
So the band was finishing running down a new chart and about a half a dozen young attractive women were standing around the stage waiting to get a
chance to sing with this monster band. They are all obviously impressed. One of the young singers leans over to one of the other young women standing
around the stage, nods in Maynard's direction, and says to her "I'd definitely f**k him to get on that band". Without missing a beat,
the beautiful young woman turns back to the singer and responds "That'll do it". She smiles to herself and turns back to listen to the
band some more... (Of course, the woman the young singer inadvertently shared her strategy with was the young Mrs. Ferguson...)
Apparently Flo got a big kick out of telling Maynard about that. And Maynard got the biggest kick out of telling that story.
Edited by: littlebigband at:
Just one more testimonial to the fact that high
notes get chicks. PERIOD. Unless you're the lead dog, the view is always the same.
MF Story 57 -
"That's why we call her Sassy"!
The band was in New Orleans for the 'Sass and Brass'
recording. We arrive in the hotel lobby waiting behind Sarah Vaughn who was trying to check in to her room. As we were waiting you could hear her voice
start to rise. After a few seconds you realized something was up. She sounded bothered by something. So this little tiff starts to escalate and you can
hear her start digging in. "I stated clearly I want a downstairs floor. You agreed and you better come up with what you agreed to. And another
thing what the H… is this about air-conditioning! It's 120 degrees in the shade!! That's another thing you agreed to.!!!" Now she really
starts to solo and she's going for it. "Get that F%$^^&*&ing manager hear God D^%&*mitt!!!! Somebody's ass is gonna roll!!! I
want it fixed NOW!!!@#$%^&*(@#$%^&*. Move it!!
Whew! All we could do was watch! This guy behind the counter was getting skewered! I don't know if Sarah was going overboard or the hotel screwed
up. All I knew was I watching Sarah Vaughn one of the greatest vocalists in the history of jazz carve this guy a new @#%$! What a scene. As this is
going on Boss walks in and sees it all going down. He had a little smirk on his face. He slowly walked up to her on her blind side. As she was
dissecting poor old Billy Bob she turned and noticed Boss about 2 feet from her and turning on a dime she said so sweetly and gingerly"Ah.... Fox
sweetie. How have you been?" They hugged and it was just the sweetest thing for about 20 seconds. They finished up and Boss turnedand started to
walk back to us. Without missing a beat she was back, . "Get that!$&*&%#$% or I'll sue you no good %&(*&&*!!!
As Boss came back to us one of the guys said. Wow Boss I'd hate to get into a scrap with her. And Boss said with a little smile.
"AH…That's why we call her Sassy!"
The guy at the desk should have high-tailed it during the 20 seconds while he had the chance.
She eventually went to another hotel.
My theory and brass teacher at Delaware State
College was Dr. Howard Brockington. In high school he played gigs in a big band on second trumpet.The lead player was Thad Jones. He was in the Navy
Band in WW II. After the war he attended Michigan State and lost a good high G range to his trumpet
teachers mandatory embouchure change. He was still a good enough player to be in the Chicago musicians union. He eventually moved to New
York where he had to sit out a year before becoming a New York City player.During that year he decided instead to become an educator and composer.That
road led him to teach theory at Florida A&M during the time of their most reknowned alumni-Jullian "Cannonball" Adderly and his cornetist
But this is about Sarah Vaughn. During that year in New York "Doc" would go and listen to jazz all the time and met among others Zoot Sims
and Dizzy. He also would approach a young trumpeter after gigs while the crowds swarmed around the band leader Charlie Parker. He would approach this
young man and say "gee Miles you sound great." Miles Davis was very grateful for the recognition. But many of those nights between sets he
would sit and talk with a very shy young woman named Sarah Vaughn. She was brilliant already but at that time had a very quiet persona . I guess she
changed over time .And from that story it looks like she learned to stand up for herself very well!
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MF Story 58 - Travel
Travel days were days you would do nothing but get
from one place to the next. It would take all day. Translation: A long hang on the bus.
It would be good to have something to read or listen to. A lot of charts where written, arguments started and settled, imbibing and parties happened on
the bus during long travel days. The only problem was some of the days never seemed to end.
I remember going from Houston to El Paso in one day straight. Over 12 hours of trying to not go wacky. It was on days like this where I was able to get a
good portion of Boss's storytelling done. He would just go and go until he could go anymore.
I still feel that particular Texas travel day. Thats when I realized how darn big Texas was. In the distance we traveled that day I
could have gone from Camden NJ to Montreal Canada and had miles to spare. Man thats a big state.
Denis did the musicians kind of like have their own
space on the bus, did you each stakeout a paticular area on the bus and where there bunk beds on the bus so you could try to get some sleep.
When I was out we had a regular bus. We took out every other seat and made a 4 x 8 bed with plywood and foam so you could at least lay flat. if you
could get your back straight it made life better. You would have to share it with somebody. Steve Wiest and I shared.
Later after I was gone Boss rented a real tour bus where guys had their own bunks. 3 high. Tight but private.
On Woody and Buddy Rich band, we had more people
than Maynard to
share the space on the bus. So we had to endure the long bus ride siting upright most of the time. I always got the back seat, it was 3 seater so I
could get horizontal, but it was next to the toilet, and just above the engine so it was noisy, hot, and smelly at times.
Traditionally, the "back seat" was the lead trumpet seat, also known as the "Bar" "Recreational Deck" or
The hang place, I had a multi headphone sound system setup, so many of us would listen to each others CD/tapes, drink, rap, etc.
On Buddy bus I was given the the job as the "Bartender" , "Doctor", and the "Librarian" (we had a box full of porn that
the band had collected over the years, some of the most nasty stuff from all over the world)
Guys would come to me when getting off the bus to take out what ever they wanted........ I was also know as the "keeper Of The Porn"
I was also know as the "Keeper Of The Sacred Bus Bong"..........
Is this on your resume?
Were the other guys...Children Of The Porn?
...no, don't really want to know....
What was Greg keeper of?
Edited by: dbacon
at: 1/2/08 12:46
1979 - We finished a gig in Houston, next night was some festival in
El Paso,,,,,we leave at
1961 Greyhound Bus,,,,standard ,,,growling shifter etc. No bunks, seats like granite slabs, we would lie down in the isle if we just had to lie down.
Cheap azz hotels, roommate that was a boozer and jerk. The night before I left the band, I had seen enough and had enough of his BS, I blacked his eye.
He only spoke Spanish, but I know he wasn't happy, hehehehe. He was a really great trumpet player though. Fun to listen to. I thought about busting
his lip,,,,but I was at least human about kicking his butt.
Now before any starts about getting long with other band members, I am a man of peace. The whole band gave a card, which the manager had to interpret,
thanking me for putting him in his spot.
Between San Antonio and
El Paso,,,,the AC dies. It was 114 in the
shade. OH man did I hate bus rides.
Re: MF Story 58 - Travel
Sorry if this has already been addressed and I
On travel days, and during those occasional 2-3 day breaks between concerts, how did you manage to practice (individually), at least for maintenance?
Hotel conference rooms? On the bus? Did you feel ok about missing a day of playing?
Thanks for all the great stories and info!
Eric you made me laugh so hard with your story I
had tears in my eyes, please keep um coming. That must of been quite an education riding
that bus around the country the way you did.
You can tell when someone has been on the road.
There's a kind of look in their eyes. Like they've been beat up a little. Not a drugged out look but a look that says, "Yeah I've
lived on a bus for 22 hours to play a 2 hour gig". With a good band the gig can make it worth the 22 hours. With a bad band, man your in trouble.
As far a practicing I did it when ever I could. The problem was you can't do it on the bus and you can bother somebody pretty easily when your
traveling day after day, week after week, month after month. You have to sneak off to some private spot or do the group practice 'free for all'
where everybody is practicing and warming up in one room at the same time. Anyone who has been on a road band knows that particular joy of joys.
Boss usually played about 6 nights of one nighters a week. There was a time however where we played every single night for about 6 and a half weeks.
Boss averaged 9 to 10 months a year on the road with three main breaks. I think it's either the Dorsey or Miller Band that plays 50 weeks a year of
one nighters. Whew again!!
Here's the Road Conversation Scenario Development Outline:
One Week Out - Q. "What time is it?" A. "Two o'clock".
Four Weeks Out - Q. "What time is it?" A. "Two F@#$% o'clock."
Seven Weeks Out - Q. "What time is it?" A. "Get Your Own @##$$% Watch!!"
Thats basically it.
PS. Once your off the road your back is never the same.
It's amazing when you think of the type of
itineraries Maynard kept over a 50 year period and the type of charts he had to play night after night which required extreme upper register playing,
Re: Who he really
I just have to throw this in here. Reading all of
these great stories and hearing about what kind of person he was really says a lot about Maynard. I was only about 7 when my dad took me to hear
Maynard. Just a small high school gig, but man did he peel the paint and blow the roof off. Afterwards, I got to meet Maynard in a private room. I know
part of it was because of my dad, but the fact that Maynard took the time after a gig, to just sit and talk with little 7 year old me and give me a few
pointers, is one of the best moments of my life. Not to mention, my dad used to criticize the fact that I didn't play quite centered on my chops.
I've always been more to the right. After he saw Maynard's chops weren't centered, I never heard another word about it ever again. That
truly was one of the best experiences of my life. A true jazz LEGEND, just having a conversation with a little 7-year-old worshiper of him. To all of
us he's a trumpet God, but he was just doing what he loved to do, and loved sharing it with others.
For more on this charming lady, read portions of
George Wein's book. He found Miles easier to deal with.
Jun 19 08 8:44 AM
(1/6/08 1:41 pm)
It's the Miller band ... and they still pretty much keep the same schedule. I did that band for almost 4 years ... almost all one nighters, but I
could count the number of 'hit-n-runs' on one hand. It averaged to about 4-6 shows a week. The month long Japan tours we had 4 nights off
usually. And ... there was no 'head' on the Miller bus back then either. They'd stop the bus every 3-4 hours and there was usually an hour
long lunch stop somewhere along the line. HOLY CRAP those got to be some long bus days.
Practicing ... again as Dennis says, you do it when you can. At least with a trumpet you can use a mute of some sort to lessen the damage. It's not
the 'best' thing to do, but sometimes it's a must.
(1/6/08 3:59 pm)
MF Story 59 - Boss's
Best Mob Story
We were playing Las Vegas. The gig was booked by
Monk Montgomery Wes' brother.
We stayed at Circus Circus. There was a sign in the lobby that said 'No Children on the Floor'. If there was gambling in a room, children by
law could not go in. Boss in one of his classic baiting moves says, "Yeah no children allowed…HA…unless you know someone in the mob!"
"What?" I asked. "Oh would you like to hear a great one?" "Yeah Man!" I said. "Are you kidding? Mob stuff!
Well you have to imagine Boss at his effervescent best. He liked Vegas and this particular story. He would always get so sidetracked when he was
excited. It was kind of cute; he became a little kid again. When he told a story he could stray like a flock of sheep on a mountainside. We were
constantly reeling him back to the story. But this was a good one and as always it was worth all the reeling. He was really lit up about making sure
that maximum storytelling impact was happening. This was one of the best stories he ever told me.
The band is playing the Sands (60's I would guess). Boss plays the first set and then Boss's band backs up the second set playing behind
vocalist Tommy Sands, Sinatra's son in law. Tommy's conductor is conducting Boss's band while they are backing Tommy. Boss with not much to
do is just sitting checking it all out.
Boss is scheduled to be in Vegas one week while Tommy is there for 3 weeks. Other players are to come in when Boss splits but for the time Boss is in
Vegas the band gets paid double for doing two gigs. Not bad.
Back to story:
As the band rehearses Tommy keeps coming in wrong. The music director tells Tommy he came in wrong. Tommy says the conducting is band. They try again
and Tommy screws up again. The conductor corrects Tommy and Tommy is having none of it. They start screaming at each other and its getting ugly. Boss
and the band are just watching it all happen. It continues to get messy and the conductor walks out. The manager of the casino is freaking.
Sinatra's son in law has to be kept happy because nobody wants to piss off Frank. The manager is losing it so he asks Boss "Can you do this?
Can you conduct for this guy? I'm really in a bad situation!"
So Boss not being sure what to do because Tommy was the one screwing up not the conductor says "Yes". He gets in front of the band and starts
to rehearse. Well the same mistakes happen, Tommy screws up and comes in wrong. WHAT TO DO?? So Boss looks at Willie Maiden and says 'Willie I
heard how you screwed that passage up! That's what threw off Tommy! There are 20 guys that want your gig and I'm ready to give it to them!!
Willie and Boss were best friends and they always were ready to put someone on. Boss said that Willie could get a real sad puppy dog typeface on that
was just a riot. So here's Boss and Willie putting on Tommy Sands in front of the whole band.
Back to story 2:
So Tommy is just digging the fact that Boss is yelling at somebody and it isn't him. He I so turned on by it that he says to the hotel manager
"I want Maynard to conduct my show for the whole 3 weeks" Tommy still made mistakes but the guys in the band where good enough to make quick
fixes so nobody would ever notice.
So now the manager asks Boss to do the entire 3 weeks. They will comp all the food, rooms, everything to keep Tommy happy which keeps Frank happy which
keeps everybody happy. See when Sinatra and the whole Rat Pack came to Vegas everybody made money not just the hotels that had them. Everyone protected
Boss had a hearing about some kind of immigration issue with the New York Supreme Court or something. Every time he explained this part it always
changed so I'm not sure what that was about but one thing was certain, in a week he had to be there or else and nothing could get in the way of
that hearing. This problem was hanging over him for something like 2 years. He was constantly getting mail and phone calls and it really worried him.
He was worried about having to leave the country or some crazy thing. This was the spot where we had to keep reeling him back in.
Back to Story 3:
So Boss tells the manager he can't do the 3 weeks because of this hearing in New York. The manager says, "Come with me".
They walk into some office. Boss has no idea who this guy is behind the desk but he said he was right out of a mob movie. Boss explains to this guy the
situation. The guy picks up the phone and ask the operator to hook him up to Alan somebody' Boss didn't remember his name.
As Boss is just sitting there in silence waiting with mob guy and the manger the connection is finally made. Boss described the conversation. Of course
Boss only heard the mob guys side but it went something like this.
Mob guy talking:
"Alan how are you?.......................Yeah…………………..Yeah……………….Ha Ha………………………How's Shirley?...........................Yeah…………uh
huh……………………….that's great, second grade huh?.......................cute…………………….Oh yeah kids will do that……………………..Ha!......................Oh
yeah, I want to keep a Maynard Ferguson hear for the next 3 weeks and he has this court hearing in New York next week, could you see if
…………….yeah…………………that's great…………………..Ha…………………………….I will………………….thanks Al……………………….say Hi to Shirley………………….Bye."
The mob guy turns to Boss and says "It's ok you can stay". Boss says "What? I have to be in New York". "No you
don't" says mob guy. "It's over". " Over? What do you mean over?" Boss asks. "It's over" says mob guy.
Boss says, "You mean postponed? Rescheduled?" "No over! Gone! Erased! The whole thing. Your case never happened!" Boss just looked
at him. "Who was that you where talking to?" "Don't worry about who that was. Just keep Tommy happy" says mob guy.
The meeting is over; Boss's court problems went away never to return actually it never happened. Boss didn't know who the mob guy was or who
this Alan guy was but he did know that his two year problem disappeared in 5 minutes and there's a Shirley in there someplace.
Poof Just like that!
So for the next three weeks Boss, Flo, the band and Boss's kids had the full run of the casino. Gambling rooms and all.
One 5-minute call.
(1/6/08 6:56 pm)
Hey Den...I remember this story real well. That
whole deal had to do with Tim Leary...his arrest and prosecution....and the prosecutor that wanted to talk to Boss was none other than G. Gordon Liddy.
Mayne got the biggest kick out of being able to basically get over on that guy.(I think he was REALLY worried about what might have gone down) He told
me this story a few times and I agree....it's a classic.
(1/6/08 10:31 pm)
Eric M, maybe you can tell us about the "poop
football" story on Buddy's bus.
(1/6/08 11:11 pm)
Are you refering to the "Hefty Poop Bag" out the ceiling bus hatch?
(1/6/08 11:22 pm)
Some yers ago there was a made for TV movie about
Gordon Liddy's life and if I remember correctly Robert Conrad portrayed Liddy. I remember it went over Liddy's career including events
surronding Timothy Leary prior to his Watergate days. I believe in the long run Liddy and Leary became friends and debated on the college lecture
(1/6/08 11:30 pm)
As we all know by now, things on a long bus ride can get real old fast.
Buddy was in to telling stories just like Maynard, I will post some stuff later.
Buddy Band bus, it was nicknamed the "Iron lung"
(figure that one out on you own) It was a custom made Grey Hound Bus. It had turbo/super charger type of stuff done to the engine,(illegally of cource)
so it was unbeleibably fast.
It was painted black, all windows tinted, and with a big logo painted on the sides of the bus with Buddy's trade mark crest and "Buddy Rich
The first five rows of the bus was his area, TV,VCR, microwave, cooler, exercise bicycle, and his wardrobe rack.
this took up so much room that the rest of the band was real cramped up in the back.
Anyway, on a loooong hit and runs, after Buddy had gone to sleep, we would have some fun doing stuff like the "Bus Surfing"
This is where cats would stand on the arm rest of the seats across the isle, and try to remain standing while the bus driver tries to take us down by
The true excitement of this was not the "Surfing" part, it was trying to do this while making sure not to get Buddy up.
If he caught us.......well, you can guess what will happen.....
The most important rule on the Buddy bus was;
"no pooping in the head"
This was real tough when you have a hit and run that usally went for 5,6 hours, and as you all know, the food isn't the greatest out on the road.
So anyway, when we had to go, we couldn't ask Buddy to stop the bus, that was a big "no-no", so we all carried with us some garbage bags,
we would go in to the head, try to come up with best way to do this while the bus is speeding down the highway 200mph.
When we were "done" we would crack open the air vent door in the head, and trow it away, nothing to it, most of the time it was real late in
the night, far out from civilization.
One night, one of the trumpet player had relieved himself, and had come out of the head with his garbage bag, he wrapped it real tight in the shape of
a foot ball, telling me that it was "still warm".
I was so bored at that point, I figured we should have some fun with this. So the game of the "Bus Foot Ball" was on.
Buddy was fast asleep, I got some guys up, and in the pitch darkness, the game was fully on with the bus driver joining in by driving radical so to
make the catch difficult.
Now, if we dropped this "foot ball", it would have been a disaster to say the least, so the game got very very intense.
Oh, man!! it was hilarious, trying not to laugh while we dove for that "foot ball" it was great fun that lasted for about half an hour.
Finally, we had enough, and we just opened the air vent, threw the ball out, and went to sleep.
But after about 5 minutes, the bus suddenly stopped, and there was something going down at the front of the bus.
we all got out, and there was a state highway patrol car in the back of the bus with it's lights fully lit.
What had happen was that "ball" had hit the front dash of the patrol car that was in back of us, and the ball had exploded covering the
patrol car with "you know what"
Our bus driver was a ex-police man, so he some how managed to talk the officer out of this situation.
You should have seen the look on Buddy's face that night.........
Edited by: emband at: 1/7/08 12:04
(1/7/08 12:04 am)
Hey Eric, did Buddy like to toke up on occasion?? I
remember reading once that he bcame extremely irritable to be around if he did get off on occasion.
(1/7/08 12:07 am)
Like I said on the earlier post, I was known as the
"Keeper Of The Sacred Bus Bong"
And the bus was know as the "The Iron Lung"
Need I say more?
Edited by: emband at: 1/7/08 1:12
(1/7/08 12:23 am)
Ha Ha Ha that's gr8 Eric I guess you've
said it all. Kind of Like Cheech and Chongs "Up In Smoke"
I'll never forget a concert back in the late 70's at Rolling Meadows High School, I think it was at about the time Buddy just came out with one
of his great albums called " Stick It". My friend and I hung out after the concert for about about an hour or so to talk with some of the
musicians and I'll never forget walking back to the band bus to help load up some of the equipment, I remember the bus door swinging open and wow a
cloud of smoke came out with an aroma I'll never forget
(1/7/08 4:52 am)
Re: MF Story 59 -
Boss's Best Mob Story
When Maynard lived at Tim Leary's Millbrook
compound in the mid-1960s, G. Gordon Liddy was a prosecutor for Dutchess County, New York. He was behind the arrest and unsuccessful trial of Leary in
1966. For details on the raids that Liddy and his henchmen often conducted at Millbrook, read Liddy's biography, which is titled
Will. Maynard's daughter Lisa was a toddler
at the time and recalls being scared out of her wits during one of these night-time raids. Maynard had good cause for concern; as a Canadian citizen,
he could have been deported. It's fairly evident from the MF Horn
biography that Leary's bust in 1966 helped in part to facilitate Maynard's journey to India even though the mob guy
"Alan" had "erased" MF's immigration issue. By the time that Maynard returned to the US in the early 1970s, Liddy himself had
been arrested for his role in Watergate and was cooling his heels in jail. A decade later, Liddy and Leary toured the lecture circuit together to talk
about their mutual experiences in jail...go figure.
(1/7/08 4:21 pm)
Diblasio has some real catching up to do after that story.
(1/7/08 7:21 pm)
Maybe the sh*t really hit a 'fan' in your story.
(1/9/08 9:33 am)
that was a great story!!
Not to derail the thread, but your story got me thinking... "the one and only" time
I booked and saw Buddy Rich ('71), the band travelled on the bus, but he was driving a green Jaguar coupe. Do you (or anyone) know if, at some
time, it was typical for him to drive himself around the country, or was it just something he'd do now and then?
Yeah, yeah, I know... it's a dumb minutia question. Just curious.
(1/9/08 10:30 am)
Yeah, he used to drive him self in the '70s.
Biviano used to ride with him, many stories about them getting lost, caught speeding etc.......
Woody used to drive too, and of cource, Chase rode with him alot.
Another thing we used to do on the road was water gun fights.
It all started with me buying a pair of small hand gun type, and the whole band got in to it,
And sure enough, Buddy wanted the biggest gun, so he made me go to a nearest toy store.
I found a huge water gun system with a back pack type water tank, this thing could hold several gallons!!
He surprised the band with this thing, soaked everyone on the bus,great fun but he also soaked his wardrobe,also including his VCR.
No more water gun after that.............
(1/15/08 8:12 am)
At the time you joined the band there seemed to be a small shift from the totally pop based stuff to some more jazz rooted material. You had
contributed Sesame Street, Lush Life, Sunny Side, Bebop Buffet relatively early on. When writing for MF, would you just take stuff you had wanted, or
were there specific requests?
(1/17/08 11:36 am)
How Boss Picked
You would see a need and try and fill it. If the band didn't have a latin piece maybe you would try and fill the need. You where never sure if it
would get in the book.
Sometimes we had to do certain tunes to push a new recording and sometimes tunes would come and go before we even had a chance to record. There is a
lot of great stuff that just didn't get on because of the timing being off.
Eric just emailed me about a project he's thinking about doing of stuff that Boss played but fell in the cracks and never recorded.
The only way to be sure your chart was going to be played was to have Boss actually ask you to write up something specific.
The things that I can remember (25 years ago) him asking me to write were
As Time Goes By
The 3 charts on Swingin For Schurr
Sunny Side of the Street
Walkin On the Pier
Thats all that I can remember now. Myself, Steve, and I'm sure Chip all had a charts that never made it to the recording stage. Thats how it goes.
(1/17/08 11:52 am)
Re: How Boss Picked
How did you develop your writing chops? Did you start in high school or learn about it in college or did you just pick it up along the way?
What's a good way to get started writing arrangements? I am a 40 something with a day job who plays music for the sheer fun of it, and I hear a lot
of things in my head that I think might be good for charts for my small band, but I have no idea how to get started with it. (I also hear voices but
they just tell me to ignore the other voices...).
(1/17/08 1:27 pm)
Thanks for continuing to share your stories with us!
RE: Central Park--that's one of my favorite Maynard tunes, from the "siren" effect at the beginning until the double C on digital delay
at the end. I heard this tune tons of times in concert and always enjoyed it.
So, I have two questions for you about it:
1. At one point, the soli section toward the end of the tune was changed--it became a totally different (and much harder) soli...that was the one that
was put on the Body and Soul album. What was the story behind that change? Did the band get bored with the first version, or was it decided that it
didn't show off the band's chops well enough and they could play something considerably flashier?
2. Who in the world decided to put the disco-esque, "Hooked on Classics" drum beat behind the above-mentioned soli, in the album version? I
remember hearing that and thinking...aw, man...
I suppose that would be the producer of the album...but do you remember if anyone else thought of leaving the soli "dry"? I think it
would've sounded cooler that way.
I'd love to hear anything else you'd care to share about this tune.
(1/17/08 6:16 pm)
Oh man I was always writing and writing badly.
Without instruction you do the hit or miss method which takes forever. That' the old school way. When I went to The University of Miami I received
great instruction from Gary Lindsey and Jim Progris. I had all these notes from Gary that are really great. He has them all in a book now and I use it
with my students at Rowan. Google Gary Lindsey to get his book and follow it from page 1 and do whatever he asks. You can't miss.
As far as Central Park goes I really don't remember a lot about it. Boss wanted a tune that he thought might have a possibility of being a theme
for a movie. He heard that there was a movie being made about a jazz musician and if he could get a song together maybe the producers would pick it for
the theme. Well no one knew any more than that about the movie and the movie turned out to be Round Midnite. Well you couldn't get more off base
than Central Park was for that movie, but who knew at the time?
The change I don't reaLLY REMEMBER BUT IF GUYS STARTED TO ADD THINGS AND EVERYBODY LIKED IT IT STAYED IN. WE DID THAT WITH ALOT OF TUNES SO I
CAN'T RECALL SPECIFICALLY WHAT HAPPENED. Oh crap i wasn't looking. Hit the cap button. Sorry.
The groove I don't remember. I will tell you that when you make a recording it's done in stages. Once the session is over your back on the
road. Someone else mixes and masters it and that can drastically alter how it sounds from what the band would sound like live. I always dug the live
stuff. It's the closet to reality for me, flubs, excitement and all.
It could be up anywhere from 3 months to a year before you heard the finished product.
(1/17/08 7:40 pm)
You mentioned Walkin On the Pier. The album cover credits the Boss for the lyrics, but I seem to recall something about Bentley having something to do
with them or part of them. Anything to that?
(1/17/08 8:15 pm)
Walkin on the
Bentley wrote the words and Boss asked me to write
the music. Mike Higgins the guitar player sang it on the road but they got another vocalist for the recording.
(1/18/08 4:05 am)
Re: Walkin on the
Oh crap i wasn't looking. Hit the cap button.
Oh man Denis.....you are hilarious and such a great story teller! I've loved all of your words. I remember you telling such
great stories when we first met in Houston with Ed.......'84 I think. Man, you had me in stiches! You have many gifts that's for
(1/18/08 5:41 am)
Denis, Bruce and
As baritone Sax players, were your main influences
other bari players, or other sax players? How did you get into the bari thing?
(1/18/08 2:36 pm)
I played tenor until I got the gig with Boss. The opening in the band was for bari. I hoped that someday I'd go back tenor. I didn't really
feel good about the bari until I checked out a lot of the hard-bop guys on bari. Nick Brignola, Pepper Adams, Ronnie Cuber and Bruce Johnstone were who
I studied. I checked them out for weeks. Once I studied them then realized what made the bari so cool, then I liked the horn.
Any sax player can play any type of sax but a players true personality usually comes out more on a specific sax. Bari players can create a lot on the
bottom of the horn. If you play atlo or soprano you don't 'park' yourself at the bottom end on the horn for very long but if you check out
bari players who really identify with the bari you hear that the bottom of the bari is a great place to create. There are others things about also that
make it unique.
Once I understood the bari more it became my favorite. When I really fell in love with it Boss started High Voltage and asked me to switch to tenor. Go
Many sax players like playing bari, it's like a big Saint Bernard that can be really sweet and gentle and then go all the way to Darth Vader on
steroids gargling in a sound system tuned up to 10.
My life would be easier if I played a smaller instrument but It's the bari for me.
Jun 19 08 8:46 AM
(1/18/08 4:55 pm)
First of all ..this is a great thread!! It' s
been a while since I've been here but I'm glad I stopped by! I just wanted to share my version of this story since I heard this one sooo many
times and it's one of my favorite Boss stories. I often prompted Boss to tell this story on the bus because his delivery was so great.
There are two main characters in this story..
1. Joe Glazer (Maynards manager at the time. Also was Louis Armstrongs Lifetime manager)
2. Isidor Pogrov (sp?) (The Russian Milwaukee club owner/ Thug)
This was early on in MF's career as a band leader and he had to deal with club owners directly. Anyway ..the band did a week or two stint at the
Milwaukee club and it came time to collect the money from Pogrov upstairs in the office. Maynard went in to ask for it and the club owner said
something like " Well kid, we did'nt do that good this week so.. I can't pay you. Now get the *$#* out." Maynard proceeded to dispute
and as the owner was reiterating he
casually reached in his desk drawer and pulled out a gun and layed it on the desk. Keep in mind there are thugs there watching everything. Maynard left
the club, walked across the street to a pay phone, and called Joe Glazer in Chicago at around 3 a.m. He did'nt want to call him beacause Glazer had
a fierce temper and hated to be awoken in the night for anything! Boss said that Joe picked up the phone and immediately began spewing out profanaties
and threats before he even knew who was calling!! MF explained to him what had happened and that he wanted to know what he should do. Glazer says
"You got any balls kid?" "Here's what you do" .."walk up there right now.. and you tell him this... Tell him",
"I just talked to Joe Glazer and he said to remind you that Chicago is only 90 minutes away from Milwaukee" ...
Armed with this MF walked up there to relay the message...
Boss comared this scene to something straight from a movie..
He said that as soon as he said it, Pogrov began to tremble. You could see the sweat suddenly begin to bead down his head..and in one motion the
revolver went into the drawer and the money came out. The club owner then apologized to Maynard and eventually Boss went on his way.
Here's the kicker..Isidor Pogrov was found dead a week later on the railroad tracks in Milwaukee. 12 bullets from 12 different guns!
Mob style shooting. Coincidence? Maybe..Who Knows .. That may not be the correct spelling but I tried to google several spellings and couldn't find
any info. Anyway..thats the story as he told it to us.
(1/18/08 7:03 pm)
Great to see you here!!
I haven't talked to you since the St.Louis concert. Stay in the thread it has become a great place.
Your chart on Ipamema from the Ronnie Scott's CD was one of my favorites. Should have been published.
There is a band director by me that wants you to come to his school and so a clinic/concert for his kids and maybe write a commission for his band.
Said he saw you with young students and you were great you do a great show. People need t know you do great clinics and are available.
Ya gotta website??
Reggie can pick up road stories from the point where I left the band till the end of Boss's touring. That's a lot of years.
Hang around Reggie!!.
(1/18/08 8:27 pm)
Yes! Pahleeeez, dont be a stranger, Reg!
(1/18/08 10:23 pm)
Welcome! I met you and Ed at the T-Shirt table in Kennett Square,Pa. at Unionville HS in 2004. You were both very kind and it was a rush for me that
you knew my name from this forum. You made me look good in front of my son too. I loved your
playing at the Media,Pa. tribute last year as well. It's only fitting that you have now become a part of this "ensemble " of great alumni
. After all- the trombone is the greatest of the ensemble instruments. Maybe your presence here will mark a decrease in the trombone player jokes.
"What's the difference between a KFC bucket meal and a trombone player? " etc. etc. I hope you come back often.
(1/18/08 11:00 pm)
What do you call a professional jazz trombonist who
has just lost his girlfriend...
There are many more, but I like you Burgess...! ZANK
(1/18/08 11:13 pm)
"What's the difference between a KFC
bucket meal and a trombone player? "
(1/19/08 12:48 am)
A KFC bucket meal can feed a family.
(Father of a trombonist here...and BTW, Reggie's CD is one of my favorites!)
(1/19/08 1:05 am)
Reggie is a ggreat
We had Reggie and Patrick out in Utah a little over
a year ago. Both played great. Reggie was just great with the band and a wonderful educator. He should be teaching in a high school or college...and of
course playing. Thanks again for all you did for us at UVSC Reggie
(1/19/08 10:31 am)
Dennis..Thanks for the kind words man..Wow it seems
we've played together alot for 2 MF guys from different "eras". I think Thailand was the first gig. Anyway..i do have a site
ReggieWatkins.net and myspace.com/reggiewatkins. There's a downloadable presskit and video there. Please tell your Band Director friend to contact
me thru either site regarding the Charts and Clinic stuff.
Quick Story: While in Thailand we always play a jam session with The King from midnight to 6am or so. Sounds weird but that was the standard time frame
to schedule the jam. Guys like Diblasio or Mike Dubanewicz or I would take turns conducting the band. We started that gig high energy like a
performance..for maybe 20 or 30 invited guests..and The King playing with us on everything. We played the entire MF book, even the stuff in the back of
the book, TWICE!! Yes twice at full steam. That took us up to about 2:30am or so and at that point you could feel a wave of jet lag and fatigue
overtake the band and the audience. Everyone was quite honored to be there with The King but it began to look like a long road to the end of this
session. At this point we began to play thru standards to try to fill in the time. You could see the heavy eyes across the small audience. I think
Diblasio sensed all this and was on the prowl for a laugh. It was Dennis' turn to conduct.. he walked in front of the band ..walked over to the
mic..you could hear a pin drop at this point..he reached to adjust the goose neck mic stand and the unoiled stand made a terrible creaking sound. Kind
of like a fart machine or something really obnoxious and loud. At the sound of the first adjustment everyone just acted like they did'nt hear it
..kind of looking down ..you know trying to blow it off and not make a big deal out of it. Oh but not Dennis...he got a devilish grin, slowly looked
back at Boss as if to say "watch this shtick"..turned back to the mic and started milking it for all that it was worth..like a Vegas Pro. He
would adjust it..look at it in disbelief..then again.. then gradually faster then slower again..all the time making this hilarious sound..and when the
joke was about ready to die ..he'd do it again.
Dennis had the whole place in tears.. laughing for a good ten minutes at least..without speaking a single word! Now
that's impressive!! Maynard loved that kind of thing and Dennis is a master!!
(1/20/08 8:58 am)
MF Story 60 - Bernard
Herman's Bad Day
This is a front of the bus story.
Once I knew Boss was a studio player at Paramount Studios, new chapter of stories became available. Boss was in the orchestra for 'The 10
Commandments', the Jerry Lewis and Dean Martin movies and practically all the Alfred Hitchcock films and more.
The great composer Bernard Herman wrote for many of the Hitchcock films. I was always asking about different people and when I asked about Bernard (who
really wrote great music) Boss had a definite opinion.
Me, "Boss, What was Bernard Herman like?"
Boss. "!@@#$%^&^%%$% Bernard !@# Herman!!"
'Oh really?' I thought.
Boss who actually played second in the orchestra and was a young player compared to many of the older great players in the group. Many of the players
where Europeans who came over and gigged in LA. They were Italian, German Polish; French, Jewish, English the entire Mediterranean area was represented
in the orchestra. The first trumpet player was an older German gentelmenn who could play all the fast technical parts while Boss played the power
Back to Story:
As they are rehearsing Bernard started to vibe the oboe player who was a sweet older gentleman. The group was like a family and they all liked each
other. Composers and conductors passed thorough but the players stayed the same. Anyway for whatever reason, Bernard felt he could lean on this guy.
Bernard continues picking on this man and tries to break him. Bernard would vide other players but this particular man Bernard felt he could really
As the week went on this player stared to crack. He was a great player who wasn't used to being insulted in front of his musical family for no
reason. He would tear up and at times couldn't even play out of fear and intimidation. He was paralyzed. The players are talking about it all week.
They are all hating Bernard as they watched their good friend going through a breakdown.
Finally the tension is building so you can cut it with a knife. Boss being a young hot head is ready to jump up and yell at Bernard, the vibe in the
room is unbelievably tense. Just as Boss is ready to stand up and say something the first trumpet player puts his hand on Boss's knee as says.
"You stay still your just a kid, you don't know how to do this". Boss doesn't know what he's talking about. The lead player
reaches into his trumpet case and pull out a German Lugar. He stands up and points the gun at Bernard Herman's head and says, "I may go to
jail for this but I'm an old man and I have lived my life. I have seen some terrible things in my life and I know what's right and wrong! You
apologize to my friend or I will blow your brains all over the wall behind you"!
Wow! Boss thinks. Boss is sitting looking at the lead player who was so mad he was shaking from anger. Everyone is stunned. No one moves. Bernard's
face turns white like the wall behind him. There is an awkward silence and Bernard starts to sweat. He then quietly apologizes and walks out of the
Rehearsal is over for the day. The lead player sits down shaking, not knowing what is going to happen to him for threatening to blow Bernard
Herman's head off in a recording session. The orchestra applauds the lead player.
He turns to Maynard and says to Boss, "That's how you do it kid".
Boss just looked at his new hero and said to himself "Wow……………..no kidding!"
(1/21/08 4:01 pm)
Re: MF Story 60 - Bernard
Herman's Bad Day
Good Lord! a Freakin GUN!
That IS grounds for an arrest AND conviction, threatening someones life with a weapon.
(1/21/08 8:17 pm)
I made bail and I'm
Good Lord! a Freakin GUN! That IS grounds for an
arrest AND conviction, threatening someones life with a weapon. WHOA!
Not so fast. He deserves his day in court.
(1/22/08 8:53 pm)
Boss's Stories, Truth
or Who Knows, or Who cares?
Somebody emailed me and asked me "How true are
the stories that Boss told you?'
How the hell do I know?
Anybody that was on the band heard these stories. And you didn't hear them once, you heard them a thousand times. And every time Boss repeated a
story details became altered with each telling. Many times he would get so riled up that you had to break into the story stop him and correct him to
get him back on track because he would wander all over the place. He would be talking about Stan kenton and see a picture of a dog and he would start
going off about his dog Leo or something. It was like trying to juggle five objects while fishing with 3 poles and the same time.
When somebody new was around we would request a story, sort of like requesting a tune from a wedding band "Boss how about the one with Willie
Maiden or the dead guy on the railroad tracks? How about that one?".
See it wasn't the story itself, it was the fun he had telling it. If it was a funny story he would really stretch it out before getting to the
punch line. Sometimes he'd get so wound up he'd tell two stories at once! Sort of a story in layers or something. You heard the stories a lot
so you knew what he trying to get at. People who never heard the stories had a hell of a time. It was fun to watch them trying to figure it out. What a
riot that was!
His childlike 'let's have fun' thing is what made it all so great , who cared about truth? I could listen to him just go off for hours and
just love it. And he would go on forever too. Thats why almost any one who was with him can imitate him, you heard him all the time.
I'd give anything to hear him tell a story now. I really miss him.
(1/22/08 9:49 pm)
Re: Boss's Stories,
Truth or Who Knows, or Who cares?
I was out two hours of sleep the other night, knocking these out.
I can only imagine what a trip that was to be on the road with him. I would figure you have a pretty good impression down since me and a few buds slip
into our Maynard impressions from time to time. Since we grew up in Buffalo, we'd always get the Crystal Beach lines when he was in town.
So now any time someone brings up his name or Crystal Beach, we start riffing....
" I love this city....what great times we'd have up at Crystal Beach....ehm...One time the whole band took nothing but a waitress from the
ballroom and a waffle iron onto the rollercoaster..."
Thanks for all the great stories and laughs. He was so big that you don't only miss the person, but the era that ended as well.
(1/24/08 7:00 am)
First of all, thanks again for taking the time to
hang here. It has been a real joy to read the stories.
I realize that most of the time with The Boss was standard gigs, playing the usual set list, etc. Were there any particulary other occasions that stand
out in your mind, out of the ordinary, perhaps jam sessions, guest performers, etc?
(1/24/08 8:34 am)
Re: Denis and
How about some stories about before and after Gigs? You know, down time. Did Maynard enjoy any sight seeing from all the cities you guys traveled
This is awesome, keep 'em coming!
(1/24/08 4:28 pm)
MF Story - 61 - 'Eah,
If you ever heard Boss talk you heard the famous
trademark 'eah, eah' thing. Anyone that imitates his does it, you can't help it. In fact if you say 'eah, eah' just two times
everybody knows who your doing.
Boss did a live 4 minute afternoon TV spot to plug a concert that evening. We all hung in our hotel room to watch it on TV. There was a legal pad there
and we decided to keep score of how many times Bass said 'eah' in the short intervew
In a three and a half minute spot Boss said 'eah' 47 times.
That's an 'eah' every 4.4680 seconds.
Ya gotta love that guy!
(1/24/08 4:40 pm)
Fir the most part we would do a certain set each
night. It wasn't always set in stone, we would switching things around but for the most part once Boss found the pacing for the set he pretty much
stayed with it. He played stronger and better when he got his pacing down.
A lot of people would sit in. Oh man I can't even recall everyone.
Let me think.................thinking............................thinking...................Ah!!
Chris Botti, Herbie Hancock, Eddie Gomez, Bobby Shew, Chuck Mangione, Slide Hampton, Peter Erskine, Mel Torme (on drums). Gary Burgoff (Radar from Mash
(he played drums)), Billy Ekstine, Bruce Johnstone, Bobby Millitello, Dizzy, I'm sure I'm missing a batch it's just not coming to me right
Other guys who were on after me will have a longer list I'm sure.
(1/25/08 10:07 am)
I happened to catch that one on film. It was at Lake Compounce in Bristol, Ct. I think in the early 80s.
(1/26/08 12:29 am)
How did Gary do??
(1/26/08 8:18 am)
Well since it was completely spontaneous and
unrehearsed, they didn't do any of Maynard's repertoire.
Gary's baileywick was dixieland, I thnk he played with some dixieland band in his hometown which was a really obscure town in Ct., something like
New Hartford or East Hartland or something
like that. Thus Maynard and the band did an impromptu performance of "Sweet Georgia Brown," or maybe it was "When the Saints..." I
don't know, maybe Denis remembers. They let Gary take a drum solo. Stan Mark took a solo, too.
Gary did well for a small-town, local dixieland drummer who makes his living as a professional actor. As you could probably tell by the look on his
face in the picture, he was as thrilled as a kid in a candy store to be playing with the boss and his band. Who wouldn't?
Edited by: Anacrusis27 at: 1/26/08 11:00
(1/26/08 8:32 am)
Story from Dan
Trumpeter Dan McMillion sent me this humorous MF
I have been reading and laughing at some of the great posted MF stories.
Whenever Boss and the band would come to Tampa and if time permitted I would always take him and Ed and some of the band to dinner at Bern's Steak
House, this his favorite place to eat and one of the top restaurant's in the country.
And as always Boss had a lot of stories to tell, this one had to do with Bern's. A number of years ago when Stan Mark and his Wife and Maynard and
Flo had dinner at Bern's.
According to Maynard he noticed that Flo and Stan's Wife were admiring a rather ornate table lamp that was in the Bar area where they were having
drinks before dinner, and during dinner he said the "girls" were giggling a lot and whispering to each other and as they were leaving and
outside Flo opened the coat she had on and there was the lamp! Maynard said he was horrified thinking he might be arrested for stealing the lamp and
had visions of the newspaper headlines Famous Trumpet player and wife arrested for stealing a lamp, they hurriedly left and later had a big laugh about
He then told us this lamp is still on the table in their bedroom.
The photo below was at one of our dinners at Bern's.
All The Best,
Edited by: k115810 at: 1/26/08 8:33
(1/26/08 7:19 pm)
Re: Story from Dan
I know this has been stated several times before,
but this thread is absolutely amazing! THIS is
what the internet was invented for.
(1/27/08 7:41 pm)
MF Story - 62 -
Practically every gig in my career with Boss when we were backstage ready to hit the stage Boss would say "Places Girls". Then we would go on
stage and hit 'Blue Birdland'.
It just hit me today that he always said that.
(1/31/08 5:14 am)
MF - Story - 62
Boss would always meditate in the mornings. He had
a tape that had chants on them and many times he would light his incense while he meditated. I think this was his way of working at being positive, and
it worked. I got to like the aroma once I was used to it and sort of welcomed it when I could smell it. You knew what it meant and that it was about a
Anyway we're in a hotel down south somewhere and a band guy blows up a firecracker in one of those hallway ash-trays with sand in them. Well, the
girl working the front desk calls her brother who is a state trooper and before you know it the hotel is swarming with troopers. They're patrolling
the halls and you can hear them saying all kinds of things, "I smell dope. Can you smell it? Thats that real strong stuff! Colombian I bet ! Yeah
that the strong stuff"!
Ha, Strong Colombian stuff!!
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