the one sore spot..

 

The one (plus) hour when I DIDN'T have a good time this weekend was while waiting in line Friday night at Dolphin Stadium for very expensive food. When I got in line there was only 10 or so people in front of me. I watched THREE AND A HALF innings (A-Rod batted twice) as "special" adults were retrieving each item individually on every order. They would go to the back and get one item, look at the order again and go get the next thing, come back, go get the next thing, etc. etc...for EACH person! It was by FAR! the most ridiculous food situation that I had ever seen at a sporting event.
The game itself was great fun though (what I saw of it), with the Marlins winning it 5-3. There were 30 plus thousand people there in Miami and about 25,000 of'm were "Jankee" fans.

West Palm weekend

Monty's rock and roll stage

OakTeam by the pool

Big Daddy (aka: "5 Ton Unit") gettin' his exercize on

Greg's new addition to our sound

Awwww...HELL naw!

"Jess Go Jankees!"-Latino fans @ Dolphin Stadium

Mmmmmm.....and only @ IHOP!

A little golf before the party..

A jump in the pool after the gig,

Thanks for the great food, great wine and a great time, Monty!

lead paint scam...again!

 

OK, at the risk of being redundant I’m gonna keep harping on this until somebody listens to me. I GOTTA call bullshit on this no-lead-in-the-paint thing. I JUST took this picture. These are the windows I painted when we first moved in 15 plus years ago. You see the black part? That’s what I painted with the lead based paint that I found in the storage area of an old hardware store nearby. It STILL looks great! Now I can understand the Gubment’s point about lead paint INSIDE where the kids can get to it, but any parent that lets a kid outside to gnaw on the OUTSIDE of the house is frankly a dumbass. Case closed, now gimme my damn EXTERIOR lead paint back, cause this shit y’all are sellin’ these days sucks!
It’s a scam! I’m telling ya! It’s a scam! It worked too good, so they quit selling it!

Is there really such a thing as a “piss ant”? Just wondrin’.

Opener Decorum

I was laughing about “crick dancin’” this morning. You know, the dance that Dan and I stole from River Dancing (the stupidest thing ever along with the stupidest music ever!) where we have our hands on our hips and just let our legs fly around like a couple of drunk Russians? It got me to thankin’ (Oh Lawd! Watch out!) about where it came from and I remembered the night clearly. We were downstairs at a club in Philly waiting …and waiting …and waiting for the opener to shut up.We had to do something to entertain ourselves and thus the dance was born.
Openers serve a purpose, don’t get me wrong. I’ve probably been an opener as many times as I’ve been a headliner. But there’s a right way to open and a wrong way. Number ONE, don’t overstay your welcome. 90% of the crowd did NOT come here to see you, play your set in the amount of time you were given and git the hell off! The longer you play past your time, the more people are going to hate you. That night I think she went at least thirty minutes over and everybody just wanted to kill themselves for coming. Number TWO, and this is for the drummers, don’t break your kit down ON stage! Git it off of the stage as fast as you can and then break it down on the side. Especially if you brought your dumbass Terry Bozzio kit! In most cases, when we have openers, we want the drummers to use my kit so the changeover is even faster, they just bring their snare and cymbals. Number THREE, No encores, unless it is cleared with the headliner. This usually has nothing to do with you blowing them off the stage and everything to do with time restraints. Headliners usually have no ill will towards you and want you to do good, or you wouldn’t be there. The only case I can remember of the headliner fearing the opener was many moons ago when The Fabulous Knobs opened for Maxx Warrior at The Attic in Greenville, NC, which would be about like The J.Geils Band opening for Pantera! (once described to me as sounding like the Vietnam War!) Maxx Warrior gave us half of the light show and half of the power to the PA. Dickheads! God! They sucked!
Anyhoo, there’s your opener lesson. And this was in no way directed at anyone recently, they have all been great. Of course, Jac Cain down at The Pour House runs a pretty tight ship!

my baby

 

The Woods were on an American tour with A&M artist Marti Jones in '86 when we had some time off in NYC. We headed over to the ESP warehouse and everybody bought a guitar. Dude showed us around and said stuff like "Ronnie Wood bought this, but Keith took it from him...blah blah blah". I found this one and paid $212 for it, still got the receipt. I won't ever git rid of it either. It plays as good or better than any of them boutique guitars, sounds great too!
Many a song has been born from it!

Basketball, basketball, basketball!

Man! Ever since Thursday at noon I’ve had eyes or ears pinned to the TV or radio checking out scores to whatever games are on at the time. Surprisingly, my bracket is still in pretty good shape. I had Duke going farther (one more) and of course Pitt and Georgetown (mild shockers), but I still have 10 out of the last 16 still alive, including ALL of my final four. I love this time of year. Some people are crazy about baseball, some football, but even as a kid basketball has always been my thing, especially Tarheel basketball and they absolutely did not disappoint this weekend, stomping a mudhole in the asses of both, albeit inferior opponents. We’ll see if they continue to score in the 100’s as the competition gets tougher. I doubt it.
I was watching Tyler “Has been” (as Scott from Nine Pound Hammer calls him, I call him Tyler Handsfull cause that’s what opposing defenses have, their hands FULL!) this weekend and seriously wondering if he was my favorite Tarheel ever. I started thinking back to all of the players I had watched over the last 30 years and came to the conclusion that he was REAL close but not #1. That goes to Antawn Jamison. That dude was already shooting the ball before it reached his hands. It was always amazing to me how fast he could score. The defense would turn around to guard him and the ball would be falling through the net. It was ridiculous! Tyler Hansbrough would be #2, just on work ethic alone. He’s also dropped in more “circus shots” than anyone I’ve ever seen. After him it would be James Worthy. Dean and the rest of us always felt safe with the ball in his hands. Sam Perkins and Michael Jordan follow, for obvious reasons. Hubert Davis made it rain 3’s. George Lynch was the SECOND hardest working Tarheel ever. Jerry Stackhouse had the greatest dunk EVER, including ANY slam dunk contest or any other game. It came one Saturday afternoon before Va.Tech had joined the ACC. The ball bounced off of the back of the rim (“Iron Unkind!” as that hack Tim Brando would say) and Stack went up and with one hand, reached WAAAAY behind his head and slammed it down right in the face of the Va. Tech defender. It was UN-BE-LEEVE-ABLE! Whenever he gets interviewed on the radio to this day, the hosts always STILL ask him about that dunk! Ray Felton and Phil Ford complete my list.
Just think of the team I could build with that bunch.
Think about it! Damnit!

Man! That preacher across the street was yelling at them folks yesterday! Whew! I don’t know what they did but he sure sounded mad about SOMETHING! I could hear him from out in my yard. I really don’t know why he was yelling at THEM, hell, they came to church on a beautiful, cold Easter Sunday morning. He should’a be over here yelling at me for NOT coming. Who knows. Maybe they like being yelled at.

here ya go!

You know you want it!

 

Keith Christopher's autograph!

Flarda!

 

Well, it’s that time of year again, and Lord knows I ain’t complainin’! In just 5 short days The OakTeam will get back to doing some roadwork. Head South! Young man!
Yes! Flarda here we come! West Palm Beach! Del Casa De Monty to be exact!
It’s the throwdowns of all throwdowns! And who even knows what the hell we’re celebrating? It’s kinda like Valentine’s Day, it’s a made up holiday but just for the Ass-Kickin’ Team. We get outta Dodge for about 4 days, lay by the pool, go to Spring Training baseball games and play a rockin’ Sat. night gig in Monty’s living room!
Our baseball THIS year includes another short trip (after our long one!)down to Miami, Dolphins Stadium, The Marlins against some team from New York. They play in Yankee Stadium alot, but I can’t quite remember their name???? Hmmmm…Great seats too! Jealous?
Leave Thursday! Bring your gloves boys!! OH!..and a guitar or two!!


Heard Rick Astley today and threw up a little bit in my mouf!

asshole or shitass, you decide!

Think I’m a bad dog owner? (People that know me know that I was kidding about that and don’t have a serious bone in my body) Well, how about husband? My wife reminded me of the time I let her get arrested. Somehow she missed her court date for an expired license tag (I told her she was working too much and had too much on her plate! She just forgot!) so when she called and asked if I wanted her to pick up pizza on the way home I said “Yeah”. In the meantime, the cops stopped by looking for her. So I told them she’d be home later. When she got home I said “ You better eat fast, the cops might be back by soon.” She thought I was joking but they did in fact carry her off and after I finished my pizza and watched the game my Dad and I went down and got her out. This, evidently according to her (I’m having a little trouble remembering all this at my advanced age) happened during ACC tournament. (I gotz priorities, ya know? ..and I DID warn her!)
But anyway, sorry about that honey! Oh!...and about the time I slammed the door in your face when Carolina lost that time too!
Sheesh! Lord have mercy! I’m so ignunt sometime!

more Terry...

...and his great band!

 

 

 

long fun day

Dewd! Yesterday was INSANE! Every minute of it was on a schedule that most 51 year olds would NOT be able to handle. First of all, filling in for my Dad who’s still not at 100% yet, I was wrangled by my son into playing a church sponsored golf tournament that was raising money for their yearly Ecuador mission trip. We were up at 7am and at the course before 8am and on the tee at 9am. It was a Superball format which means everyone hits from your or your teammates’ best last shot. Will brought on some friends of his for our team from the Bunn High School golf team and they had MAD game! I just had fun as a spectator watching those skinny 17 year olds hit the ball straight as an arrow 300-350 yards. It was really unbelievable how far they could hit it. I held my own usually, keeping it in the fairway and only about 75-100 yards back. Jeez! They were glad to have me though when I sunk those 2 long putts for EAGLE on our first 2 par 5’s. Will helped out too with a couple of insane long drives of his own and a long birdie putt on 15 that we really needed. Highlights of our round included the one kid, Nick knocking it in the hole from about 60 yards out for another EAGLE and the time when he threw his dime as a ballmark to Chase the other kid across the green and it somehow flying into Chase’s POCKET! Kooky! We had a blast and the weather held up until we completed our round, but sadly we finished out of the money at third with a score of 61 for the 72 par course.
After that I make it home just in time to watch the second half of the Carolina last second win over VaTech, hardly restful as my team was behind most of the game. Soundcheck was at 4pm so I had to bust ass to get there by 4:30p. But the check went quickly and I had to turn right around and drive the 35 minutes back to Bunn before the storms hit.
My lovely wife cooked dinner while I got a LITTLE rest and then we were back on the road to Raleigh ($10 round trip for gas at current prices) at about 8:40p.

 

Terry Adams (The News and Observer dubbed it the Battle of the rockin’ Terry’s) was in town with his new combo and being the Q fans that we are we HAD to catch a little of that just to see what it was all about. He started at 9:30 and I think we missed the first couple of numbers but we were NOT disappointed with the what we did see. That band of his had it all, from the Tommy look alike-play alike drummer and the sweet playing and singing bass player to the Big Al in high school sounding guitar player. That dude had obviously done serious homework at the school of Big Al, both on guitar and vocally. We closed our eyes and conjured up moments of the good ‘ol days.
They made it really easy to do.
So back at MY gig at the Pour House, Monty Warren and The T’s were laying down the Rock and Roll law. It was Jack’s birthday and what better present for him than to have than his rig to not be working as we kicked the night off into “Battleship Chains”. Big Daddy and I worked it out on stage somehow while soundman extraordinaire Jac Cain brought up a new cord. Once the Team’s low end was restored we put the pedal to the metal busting through mostly flawless versions of my personal Top 40, giving the audience hardly anytime at all to catch their collective breath. Before you knew it, we had finished another great show and it was 2am. Just a mere 19 hours from when I woke up. But Ohhhhh! what fun it was!

 

Thanks Carina for the pix!!

I’m gonna beat the shit outta…

...them drums this weekend, I'm gonna scream and you know what? Big Daddy Dave is gonna rock hell outta that formally in-the-pool Telecaster, Jack’s gonna roll them beautiful melodic bass lines and vocals and Greg’s gonna leave our mouths wide open in amazement and it’s gonna be a wonderful time had by all. Effortless, star-time, slamdunkin’ ass-kickin’ fun!
DoubleNaught Records label mates Monty Warren and The T’s will open the show. Monty’s new record, “Trailer Park Angel” will be out soon…rockin’!, and The T’s, “Capital T” is already out, produced by the aforementioned Big Daddy...Git it!
Just like a rock rollin’ down hill...it’s non-stop, relentless rockin’...
courtesy of DoubleNaught records. Thank you very much!

The Pour House
March 15, 2008
Monty Warren
The T’s
The OakTeam

It’s Jack’s Happy Birthday Party!! It is gonna be IGNUNT!

I'm a snitch!

heard it here first! Dan's new record, out May 12...songs and writers...

damn thing to be done - dan baird
two for tuesday - warner hodges, tommy womack, dan baird
runnin outta time - keith christopher, mauro magellan, ken mcmahan, dan baird
i know what it's like - warner hodges, tommy womack, dan baird
lazy monday - terry anderson, dan baird, warner hodges
cryin' to me - warner hodges, dan baird
dug - keith christopher, dan baird, warner hodges
well enough alone - dan baird, chris knight
just can't wait - keith christopher, mauro magellan, warner hodges, dan baird
champagne sparkle - terry anderson, dan baird
i can do without you - warner hodges, tommy womack, dan baird
oh no, there she goes - keith christopher, mauro magellan, ken mcmahan, dan baird
crooked smile - warner hodges, tommy womack, dan baird
hellzapoppin' - terry anderson, dan baird, warner hodges

black angus gut buster sub

 

Have y'all seen this son of a bitch!? Subway has introduced this, this....THiNG! that could KILL a man if he actually ate it! Are you kidding me? This double triple shoe sole filled bitch is not really for human consumption is it? I mean, in my house when we see this commercial, we bust out laughing like it's the punchline of a great joke.
And we wonder why America is fat! Jeez!

awesome!

Meanwhile! ...while the radio thing is going on, so is Robbie Fulks in Raleigh, at the Berkeley Cafe. My friend Carina calls me and I get to talk to him on stage just after he does a great job of "College Girls" (from what I could hear through her cell phone). I request "Church Folks", and I hear him bust into it as my connection fails. He's a BADASS! BAD ASS! Thanks Carina! Sorry I couldn't be there, Nathan's sick and...I know, I know!..blah blah blah! Love y'all!

98.3 tonight!

 

Sorry for the short notice but Jack and I did a radio interview yesterday with our friend Mike Elliott that will be aired tonight at 7pm for those of you who live around the Durham area. OR, you can catch it online..www.us983.com
It'll ask you to log in as a "loyal listener", so come up with a user name and password - just takes a few seconds and it'll be on.It's the Homegrown Hour on 98.3 FM.

hubert

 

With the big match-up today between Carolina and Duke, I have to share this photo strip on my refrigerator of my then 3 or 4 year old son, Will and Carolina 3 point assassin, Hubert Davis. You can see the shock on Will’s face when I just picked him up and threw him in the booth with this complete stranger. I had taken Will to the mall to play some video games and when I saw Hubert, without even thinking, I asked if he’d mind having his picture made with my son. He excused himself from his girlfriend for a couple of minutes and sat down behind the curtain with kid in tow. This is the result.
I have to say also, that I caught him just in time too as they were headed on their way out and gave Will a giant handful of tokens to play games with before saying goodbye.

cover bands! uuugh!

Somebody was giving me shit at a party he other night after I said that I had no desire to play in a cover band. My argument was that I had more than enough songs of my own to play for an entire night and honestly the thrill is gone for me to play anyone else’s songs unless they are in the band with me. He kept on about “96 tears” this and “Ichycoo Park” that and I was like…WHY?! I ain’t GOTTA do that and it just AIN’T FUN…for me! First of all, I DID do it for about a year but that was long after The Woods thing had fallen apart and I needed to get my drum chops back. For that purpose it was fine, but damn if I wasn’t bored outta my mind playing “Honky Tonk Women” and “Brown Eyed Girl”at every gig! When I said that there wasn’t enough time in the night to play all the TA songs I wanted to play he said “Well call me when you write a “Because the Night”. Uuuuuhhhh….OK, I will.
Here’s a tip for ya, got dry eyes? Save ya money for eye drops. I got the perfect “solution”. Reach just under the tip of your nose and pull some of those little hairs out! Aaaaahhhh!!! Now that will bring tears to your eyes! It hurts like a bitch! Try it. Right now. No…I mean it…NOW!
There's a new Mexican restraunt opening nearby. It's called El Fogon. I'd like to give them a motto that I think they could use as advertisement...
"Want good Mexican? Go to Fogon!"
Don’t buy Lowe’s Valspar brand of paint. I ain’t gonna SAY it sucks, but I don’t know of any other way to put it! So I’m just gonna think it.
My dog is still alive, damnit!

hippie shoes

Anyway, so as I was saying, I got these leather hippie shoes that fit like a damn glove. I picked them up at a greatly reduced price and couldn’t believe that I had finally found a pair of shoes that fit so well. Well…the left foot did anyway...in the store. When I put the right one on at home it was about a half of a sock size bigger. Damnit! I can’t have nuthin’ purty! It’s just slighty larger, just enough to piss you off, ya know? So I tried lacing that one up tighter and that just left a mark across the front of my foot, there was still too much toe room. So last night I tried TWO socks on that foot. Now I realize that created a quandary with the sock drawer, like..well..what am I gonna do with this other sock? But I just wanted to try it to see if it would help and like I said, that shoe was about HALF of a sock larger, so with 2 socks it was too much, but I went with it anyway. Well, the real problem with that exposed itself later in the evening at a party at my friend Bob Davis’ house when I realized that my right foot was HOTTER than the left foot. Shit!, one hot foot, one cool and comfortable foot. Damn you! hippie shoes!