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The Krecko Bass

This is a story that not many people know (well, Sue found out!) but is one of many examples of Doug Krecko’s enormous generosity. Doug and his wife, Sue, have been fixtures at Levon Helm Studios stretching back to when Levon was still on the drum throne. After Levon passed, they kept coming for Midnight …

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When Darryl Jones Played My P-Bass

King Arthur had Excalibur, Thor had Mjolnir, Dumbledore had the Elder Wand..  Every musician is searching for the ONE TRUE AXE, that magic conduit of inspiration and viscera that will invigorate and elevate them to their maximum power…we’re, uh, gear obsessed. Buy 2011 I was reaching a point in my career where the gigs and …

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Lost Leaders

Lost Leaders is my project with guitarist Peter Cole. It dates to about 2010 though truthfully Pete and I have been playing together much longer than that. We met in the 90s through the New York jazz scene. Pete had a guitar trio playing his own excellent instrumental compositions and I occasionally joined as the …

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The Story of My Bass

The first time I laid eyes on a Citron bass was in the hallowed pages of the glossy gear-porno Bass Player Magazine, probably in the late ‘90s. The two instruments I owned at the time, a stripped and modified ’68 Tele Bass and a circa ’85 Romanian flat back upright, were both gifts—so of course …

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How I Met Jackson Browne

I was a conspicuous sight: electric bass on my back, wheeling my upright bass with one arm and carrying my bass amp in the other into the bright sunlit glass lobby of New World Stages in midtown Manhattan. I was confused right away because there appeared to be nothing in the atrium but an information …

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I Lost “Losing You” And Then It Found Its Soul

I really didn’t think that in this day and age a recording could be lost, I mean really and truly irretrievable. Sure, there are countless stories of lost masterpieces from the analog era, sometimes miraculously being discovered, mislabeled in some estate sale trash pile, but it seemed inconceivable in these days of the cloud and …

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Buy the Album

Disappearing Man on ITunes https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/disappearing-man/1385978332

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That Time My Bass Exploded on a Session With Willie Nelson

I was flying high. The night before I’d had the unbelievable out-of-body experience of playing not only with Jackson Browne, but with one of my earliest heroes: Willie Nelson. Now I was walking into Right Track Studios on 48th street to record a version of “On The Road Again” with the man himself. It was …

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My First Taste of Life on Stage

My earliest memories are of my dad building theater sets in our enormous den while my siblings ran lines, my mother squinting at the script with pursed lips, occasionally snapping out cues or corrections. The air was electric. It was magic. Our mother was a professional actress in the flourishing ‘60s Houston dinner-theater scene, and …

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April Snow on the Day We Said Goodbye to Levon Helm

The song “April Snow” is really a collection of somewhat disconnected snapshots from the day of Levon Helm’s funeral. As the procession eased into Woodstock, Tinker Street was lined with what looked to be everyone in the town, all waving slowly, as if time were slipping somehow. When we finally reached the cemetery I spotted …

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