Re: [Harp-L] Bonfiglio, Buddy G and the sociology of the

[Zack <zack.pomerleau@xxxxxxxxx>]

The nickname is just because of what he did. He never murdered anyone.


   Sincerely,
   Zack.

On Mon, Oct 18, 2010 at 7:53 AM, martin oldsberg
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> >I once saw Jerry Lee Lewis at Carnegie Hall....and he opened with a
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> >Prelude in E minor (op.28 No.4) . The Killer playing Chopin!!! LOL The
> >contrast was hilarious and the audience "got it". He gave it a good shot
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> >had fun doing it. I think he's great, but he´s no Horowitz
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> Steve caught Jerry Lee on a good night. He was a bit more rustic when I saw
> him. It was many a year ago now, but memory lives.
>   Already after the opening act had finished you could see that his set was
> off to an interesting start when two assistants carried the main attraction
> onto the stage and placed him on the piano stool.
>   It was obvious that Mr Lewis had had a tipple, or 18, in his dressing
> room before the show.
>    He swayed precariously to and fro a bit, but after a while seemed
> to become clear of his role in the evenings entertainment and started to
> play, mumbling lyrics in a sluggish way.
>   A few slow country tunes later you could sense some frustration in the
> Swedish audience, many of whom had dressed up in their best ´50´s gear and
> clearly expected this to be an evening when there was a whole lotta shakin´
> goin´ on with their rock ´n´roll hero. But not so. Nobody had informed him
> that country is something of an anathema here, but probably that would not
> had made any difference.
>   After a while, however, "The Killer" (did he get that name from killing
> his wife?) started some more intense left hand jabbing on the keyboard and
> was immediately rewarded with enthusiastic cheers from the audience.
>   This died down and turned to discontented whistling when he took on the
> next country song. The Killer, unperturbed, let this pass, soporifically
> crooning about what had made Milwauke famous.
>   Then another rocker. This time he got in to it, and after a while stood
> up on shaky legs --there was gonna be some shakin´after all! -- and proceded
> to bang his posterior down on the piano. Crowd loved it.
>   Then he perceived the proximity of his rear end to the microphone and you
> could see an idea dawned upon him. He took the mic and placed it to his
> rectum and blew off a healthy fart. He chuckled a bit to himself and sat
> down, almost missing the piano stool, finished the tune and then took up
> another, even slower, country song, now longing for another place, another
> time.
>   At this point you could see several in the audience giving one another
> incredulous looks and quite a few appeared to share Mr Lewis´ longing. Some
> of the philistines even wrinkled their noses on this kind of entertainment
> and left the hall.
>   I, being a bit of a culture vulture with only a mild interest in finding
> rock solid bottom in the show biz world, must say I toyed with the idea
> myself, but decided to stay on, mainly based on the "where do we go from
> here?" premise. So I hung in there.
>   All in all, his set was, if not sweet, short. He got help off the stage
> as well.
>   There were no encores.
> Cheers,
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