Tommy is currently performing a one-man production of "The Cotton Patch Gospel." This two-act play was written by Tom Key and features music written by the late great Harry Chapin. It is a fun retelling of the Gospel story in a very Southern style. Based on "The Cotton Patch Gospel of Matthew and Like" by Clarence Jordan, it reimagines the life and times of Christ in the modern South. It is funny, engaging, and thought-provoking. Come see it if you have the opportunity!
Many of us remember the time Bill Clinton played saxophone on a late night talk show. It was weird that a presidential wanna-be would do that. But, when was the last time your pastor broke out a sax and brought the house down?
Joel has been doing that at Tropical sands for years. He regularly plays with the contemporary worship group for that service, and frequently appears at various local venues playing the blues.
The year was 1968. It was "Valley Days" in West Point, Ga. The band was "The Short Circuits." Shirts by Charlotte Tucker. Drum sign by "Hardy." The big hit we played was "Build me up Buttercup" by the Foundations.
We were on a flatbed truck, playing for a crowd estimated to be 7000 people. Not a bad gig for12 & 14 year old wanna be rock stars. This was our first foray into secular music. We formed the band with two cousins - Charles Brazeal (on the Vox organ), and David Brazeal (on the drums).
Their dad (Uncle HC) had a utility van and hauled us to all of our gigs. It remains a great childhood memory, and was instrumental in forming our musical identity today.
During high school, our band du jour was "Fox." An interesting story... we often played the Eufaula Teen Club, which had another band named "Foxx" (notice the extra "X") playing there. One of us had to change our name. We resisted, they changed their name to "Wet Willie", and the rest, as they say, is history. They are in the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, and we remain legends in our own minds!
Later on we formed a group with cousin Dave, and a couple of our musical heroes (Waymon Abner, bassist & Wallace Wells, guitarist - both from the fabulous W.C.Doan band). At this point, things were a little too clean-cut, wouldn't you say?
There were numerous iterations of Blackstone, with various musicians coming and going, including Gerald Wayne Smith, our friend, drummer, and car salesman extraordinaire.
Life was good playing VFWs, Moose Lodges, and various "social clubs" in the South. Smoky venues, lots of drunks, but fun.