{"id":31432,"date":"2024-03-13T08:00:33","date_gmt":"2024-03-13T12:00:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.yiddishecup.com\/blog\/?p=31432"},"modified":"2024-08-07T09:46:06","modified_gmt":"2024-08-07T13:46:06","slug":"on-the-scene-1975","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.yiddishecup.com\/blog\/2024\/03\/13\/on-the-scene-1975\/","title":{"rendered":"ON THE SCENE (1975)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #993366;\"><strong>I auditioned<\/strong><\/span> for a soul band at East 91 Street and Union Avenue. I had on red Adidas tennis shoes. The bandleader, Amos, liked the colors: the red shoes and my white skin. He said, \u201cAin\u2019t no Holiday Inn going to hire no band without a white guy, and right now there ain\u2019t nary a grain of salt in this room.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I wasn&#8217;t too good on sax but I could play harmonica. Amos was intrigued by the harp; he considered the harmonica \u201ccountry\u201d &#8212; not a respectable axe for a black man but OK for a white guy. He said, \u201cWe can use that harp. You hip to Tower of Power? They got a bad white dude on harp. You hip to War? Another bad brother of yours on harp.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The keyboard player had doubts, not about me so much, but about pot. He was exasperated by Amos&#8217; marijuana smoking. The keyboard guy had qualms about playing in bars where customers might be high on marijuana. \u201cWeed is communicating with the demon,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n<p>Amos said, \u201cWhat you think? What you going to do when we play cabarets and shit? It ain\u2019t no motherfucking church!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI quit,&#8221; the keyboardist said.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #993366;\"><strong>Things fell<\/strong><\/span> apart. Amos\u2019 young son sat in on drums the next rehearsal, and then we had a mediocre female drummer. A horn player \u2013 an old guy (about 40) \u2013 had no teeth. He said, \u201cMan, I can\u2019t play without my choppers.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Amos said we should move in a different direction: &#8220;gutbucket blues&#8221; or &#8220;even country western.&#8221; (I didn&#8217;t bring up klezmer because I hadn&#8217;t heard of it in 1975.) Amos said, \u201cI\u2019m unemployed! I\u2019ll try anything.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-31435\" src=\"http:\/\/www.yiddishecup.com\/blog\/home\/yiddis6\/public_html\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/red-tennis-shoes-1973-bert-168x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"168\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.yiddishecup.com\/blog\/home\/yiddis6\/public_html\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/red-tennis-shoes-1973-bert-168x300.jpg 168w, https:\/\/www.yiddishecup.com\/blog\/home\/yiddis6\/public_html\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/red-tennis-shoes-1973-bert.jpg 324w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 168px) 100vw, 168px\" \/> One night I stopped by the Hibachi Lounge at Union Avenue and East 103 Street. That venue was supposed to be our first gig. The Hibachi bouncer, wearing a red jumpsuit and red wide-brim hat, hung out at the pay phone<em>, <\/em>talking and <em>shuckling <\/em>(davening) like he was listening to Dial-A-Jewish-Concept. Several women line-danced to disco music from the jukebox. A couple women stared at me. Was it my red tennis shoes?<\/p>\n<p>We never did play a gig.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; I auditioned for a soul band at East 91 Street and Union Avenue. I had on red Adidas tennis shoes. The bandleader, Amos, liked the colors: the red shoes and my white skin. 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