Tag Archives: providence

Cry For Help

We arrived in Worcester, Massachusetts, in the wee hours of the morning after the gig in Syracuse, at a hotel where the night clerk was very unprepared for the entire entourage to descend. As such it took an hour or two to get the rooms sorted out. A couple of members of the crew fell […]

Suddenly, Last Summer

Bart had to be on the Vineyard early the next day for some family get-together so I took Amtrak back to Providence. From the train I could see a lot of the green nothing between cities, ragged thunderclouds trailing gray rain in the sunny July sky. When I arrived the pavement was wet but the […]

Always Something There to Remind Me

I took Remo to The Brickhouse, a blues bar tucked on the edge of Providence’s vacant downtown where the bouncers knew me and wouldn’t bug me about not having ID. I was in there all the time. This was a kind of rough place, a different set of townies from the Cage, with regular brawls, […]

Liner note #1

Yeah, hi, Daron here. ctan and I have been arguing over who is going to write these liner notes and I won. For once. God, these authors, you’d think they wanted to control everything. I might let her write some later. I won’t jump in with these too often because after all you’re supposed to […]

Invisible Touch

I always thought that eye makeup would be as garish and obvious to the wearer as it was to an onlooker—like horn-rimmed glasses or mirror shades or something. I was wrong; once the mascara and eyeliner and eyebrow pencil and whatever else were on, I forgot about them. Which meant that I got a mild […]

I Love Rock and Roll

I’m starting here because I have to start telling my story somewhere, and that night is as good as any. Actually, better than most. The year was 1986. The place, Providence, Rhode Island. Have guitar, will travel. * * * * After soundcheck me and Tollman and Doug smoked a little weed in the back […]