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My "Studio Owner" Period

   Over the next few years I had many recording sessions. Among them were some of the old members of S.S. Fools. Joe Schermie always had a project going of some kind and had an engineer friend named Chuck Mellone that was part of our gang out at the studio. A great guy, Chuck was dating Franchesca Hilton (daughter of Zsa Zsa Gabor) at the time and Fran came out a number of times to hang out. In fact, she was a good friend and lots of fun. I saw her again briefly in Washington, D.C. when we played the DC BEACH PARTY with the Beach Boys, Ringo Starr, America and Hank Williams Junior in July of 1984.

   Joe had also introduced me to a percussionist from Jamaica named Baboo Pierre. "Boo" was a natural talent of the highest order. I was greatly influenced by him in the reggae area. To you rhythm guitarists this translates as "Oo-chinkah (rest) Pachinka Oo-chinkah (rest) Pachinka." Clear as mud, eh? Baboo was so funny in his talent and island heritage. Once when I was sick as a dog with a fever he came by my house. I told him I didn't feel like getting up and doing music. He responded with, "NO MON. You must git up, go outside and run. Dis will git de DREAD out of your body. You need to sweat, not lie in de bed." I loved it. I suppose there was some logic to his advice, but I stayed in bed just the same. He was a loud talker and was always singing Jamaican rhythms like this, "Oom chickee Oom chickee," so I wrote a partial song as a joke for him. He loved it when I sang it to him. It went like this: "De nigga talk loudly to me ... every night and every day he's singin' Oom chickee Oom chickee (rest) a chickee Oom chickee. Oom chickee Oom chickee (rest) a chickee Oom chickee." He fell out laughing. We lost contact with each other and years later Schermie told me that he heard Baboo had died. I can't confirm it, but that is what I heard. I miss him. He loved the music as I do. I do still have a couple of tapes with him playing and singing. I asked him once was there a special brand of guitar that the local musicians in Jamaica liked to use to get that great percussive reggae sound. He told me there was one called a "Parang" guitar, but I have never found or even heard of one. I asked around when I was in Montego Bay, but nobody knew what I was talking about. Bummer. Even if it is a piece of sh_t, it might have a sound! I'll continue with my quest. I believe Baboo's full name was George Baboo Pierre. A great one.

Marriage and Fatherhood

   One evening in 1976, Bobby Kimball had came to my house with some friends named Lea and Cyndee. Cyndee and I hit it off really well, and she became my wife about a year later. Although we divorced in 1981, I am forever grateful to her for our years together and especially for our son, Jesse.

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Above left: Cyndee in Catalina.    Right: Jesse and me in 1979.

Below: Doing the "Similac and baby bottle liners" thing.

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   With the birth of our son, my cocaine drug abuse days started to wind down to a halt for good. In fact, there are certain personal indulgences that would sound quite bizarre to someone out of the music industry. There were still frequent visitors and clients of the studio, who brought the "drug element" into our home. This was one of the factors in the demise of the marriage, but that is private and happened over 20 years ago. Let me just add that I wish Cyndee the best. She's happy, living in Colorado on her ranch, doing what she loves: Training horses professionally.

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