@sonhouse saidYes it seems risk and reward are tightly bound together. High reward equals high risk. But I think most people would not want to live with a security detail and be looking over their shoulder and never be totally relaxed. I would happily balance out my risk and reward and live towards the he middle of the pyramid if that offers a good life for decent effort.
So I don't have as much stuff or money but I will be a lot less susceptible to assassination anyway so there is that.
@Suzianne
Yeah, great times for women and people of color, eh.
In the town I lived in, Escondido, I found out in 1960 there was an unwritten rule there (a Southern California town, about 30 miles north of San Diego), Blacks can do jobs in Escondido but you better be out of town by 5 PM.
I was aghast when I heard about that, it shook my 19 yo soul.
@kmax87 saidThis dovetails into why women have a natural risk being in public.
Yes it seems risk and reward are tightly bound together. High reward equals high risk. But I think most people would not want to live with a security detail and be looking over their shoulder and never be totally relaxed. I would happily balance out my risk and reward and live towards the he middle of the pyramid if that offers a good life for decent effort.
Imagine being afraid to leave your house because of who you are.
@sonhouse saidRemember the lunch counter protests in the mid-50s when blacks were beaten and arrested for sitting at a lunch counter and demanding service rather than going around back to the back door?
@Suzianne
Yeah, great times for women and people of color, eh.
In the town I lived in, Escondido, I found out in 1960 there was an unwritten rule there (a Southern California town, about 30 miles north of San Diego), Blacks can do jobs in Escondido but you better be out of town by 5 PM.
I was aghast when I heard about that, it shook my 19 yo soul.
I mean I don't remember that, I wasn't born until 1976. I can barely wrap my head around it even now.
I've been to Escondido. Nice sleepy little town.
@Suzianne
Yeah, crappy times for sure. Who I wanted to see in concert in 1960 was a black blues dude called Blind Reverend Gary Davis, he was headlining a show at Circi's Cup coffeehouse run by Jack and Marylyn Powel, a nice couple and Gary was staying upstairs in their flat. Anyway I drove from Escondido to the coffee house and got in and Stu Jameson opened, a really great frailing banjo player I got to be friends with ten years later, and then Gary. He played a big Gibson J200, which my later guitar teacher also played, anyway, I guess me and one other teenager had our mouths open the widest watching the virtuosic playing of Davis, and Marylyn said after the show, Gary is staying in our flat upstairs, you are invited to see him if you want. I was thrilled, and I went up to meet him along with one other kid. So we are listening to him play and one tune I already had heard from somewhere was his version of 'Candy Man' and both of us kids were going, WAIT, SLOW THAT DOWN and stuff. Then I asked Marylyn if we could go back home and get my tape recorder and come back, she and Gary said fine, so we both went to our respective homes, grabbed what was a decent tape recorder for the time and we both come back about an hour later, both of us putting two tape decks on the coffee table in front of Gary and we started recording.
What a night to remember! I got some two hours of Gary on my ancient machine.
Played that tape till it was almost transparent later and got sort of a decent version of his Candy Man. So later, I got into the Air Force, took my box of tapes to my dad (divorced, living alone) and asked him if I could store my precious tapes in his garage while I went off the the Air Force, 4 years.
So I get out, work my way back from Lincoln Nebraska where my work base was located, near the first thing I did getting back was to visit dad and ask for the box of tapes. So he replies, sorry son, there was a fire in the garage and everything burned out.
I was devastated, those tapes represented my recordings of Gary and my own experiments as a budding guitarist.
I miss those recordings to this day.
Then I was on to Mississippi John Hurt which I first heard on the Harry Smith anthology, 6 vinyl's in sets of two each, I could only afford one set and John Hurt was on that set and I played that record of HIS version of Candy man till near the record was worn out😉
So a few years later, out of the Air Force, living in Alexandria Virginia, I met what was to be my guitar teacher for the next couple years, Mike Stewart, AKA Backwards Sam Firk, long story about his name, anyway, I started taking lessons from this genius of blues, he had a record collection of old 78's, about 10,000 of them, bought and sold them but as opposed to most collectors, his goal was to learn every tune on every old blues record and he was phenomenal in that genre.
So we get to talking and I found out he and his buddy Tom Hoskins AKA Fang, went to Mississippi and found and returned John Hurt to Mikes place in Tacomac Maryland where John stayed for about three months before he hit the coffeehouse circuit and got recording contracts and Guild guitar, when he visited the guitar plant, said, have any guitar in the house, on us, so he got a really good Guild for free.
All of that took place some 5 years before I met Mike and I only wished I could have been there when they rediscovered Mississippi John Hurt.
@sonhouse said
@Suzianne
Yeah, crappy times for sure. Who I wanted to see in concert in 1960 was a black blues dude called Blind Reverend Gary Davis, he was headlining a show at Circi's Cup coffeehouse run by Jack and Marylyn Powel, a nice couple and Gary was staying upstairs in their flat. Anyway I drove from Escondido to the coffee house and got in and Stu Jameson opened, a really great ...[text shortened]... e I met Mike and I only wished I could have been there when they rediscovered Mississippi John Hurt.
@Cliff-Mashburn
Funny, I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to a REAL person not an imitation human like you.
@sonhouse saidOK Skeletor, tell the people in your old folk's home.
@Cliff-Mashburn
Funny, I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to a REAL person not an imitation human like you.
@Cliff-Mashburn
Fuk you and the hearse you rode in on.
I can't help it if you are a racist misogynistic hate monger.
@sonhouse saidAt your age I wouldn't be insulting people by talking about hearses. I had no idea you were such a superannuated fossil.
@Cliff-Mashburn
Fuk you and the hearse you rode in on.
@Cliff-Mashburn
I see I got to your scrawny ass. Good, you richly deserve any pejorative anyone comes up with.
Your head is so far up Trump's ass your FEET stink.
@sonhouse saidI bet as a Democrat you take great comfort in knowing that you'll still be voting Dem long after you're dead.
@Cliff-Mashburn
I see I got to your scrawny ass. Good, you richly deserve any pejorative anyone comes up with.
Your head is so far up Trump's ass your FEET stink.
@Cliff-Mashburn
Right. Keep on puking out your orange blob king playbook.
Like I said, you are so deeply programmed you don't know your ass from a hole in the ground now that your head is stuck up Trump's ass all the up to YOUR ass right now.
Like I said, Dems passing the torch, repubs torching the past
Rewriting history like in Florida where they don't want those poor white folks getting upset over teaching black history and the history of slavery in their schools or the banning of books by red states all over the country.
That is some sicko policy.
Along with a long list of other so called policies of you sicko repubs.
It would be one thing if you were actually stupid but your chess rating is the same as mine and my USCF is the same as it is here so you are not just plain dumb like Moot the Hoot, or the commie Metal brain.
You don't have that excuse.
@Cliff-Mashburn saidSuch a sensitive individual.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RAA1xgTTw9w
Maybe you should do something about that Tourette's.
You know, before somebody takes offense or something.
Do you have ADHD or OCD too?
Although I'm guessing the root cause is your Trumpublicanism.
Coprolalia is common in these people.
@sonhouse saidI love these stories. You've had an interesting life, I must say.
@Suzianne
Yeah, crappy times for sure. Who I wanted to see in concert in 1960 was a black blues dude called Blind Reverend Gary Davis, he was headlining a show at Circi's Cup coffeehouse run by Jack and Marylyn Powel, a nice couple and Gary was staying upstairs in their flat. Anyway I drove from Escondido to the coffee house and got in and Stu Jameson opened, a really great ...[text shortened]... e I met Mike and I only wished I could have been there when they rediscovered Mississippi John Hurt.
I knew you had to be interesting just because of who you named yourself after.
We've already lost too many of these bluesmen. Pioneers of their art.
I bet many of them would be proud of how they've affected your own music.
Keep on keeping on, man. 👍