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Only a military person witll know what HMFIC means, especially a Marine... I see blazing X-games, speed... over the top and taking it to the limit... Put on the headset, crank it up and see what I mean...
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Email me and tell me what you see and what you feel when you play this... Wonder if it`s the same as I see and feel...
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Write and tell me where this one takes you...
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My lucky number is 13, so instead of 2013BC or 2001 AD, I put 3013DD... ha! a little humor there...
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I always love playing this song and putting it through the Dick Dale meat grinder... It always sparks the audience to a higher frenzy... I will keep playing it...
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A lovely instrumental that I wrote while I was in the romantic city of Belo Hroizonte, Brazil... a song I later wrote words to...
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This I wrote from personal experience and I know this has happened to everybody at least once in their life on this planet...
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I got the idea to create an intro to one of the songs by creating feedback and distortion like I used to do when I was first blowing up amps in the beginning of my music madness... It became so wild and I was having so much fun Ron jumped in with his bass and we started to get wild and crazy... We kept the tapes rolling and kept adding more goodies into it and ended up with a full track of "scare me boo..." ...Put the headsets on, shut the door, shut the lights, turn on a lava lamp, crank it up and scare the crap out of yourself...
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When I wrote this, I could see Antonio Banderas walking down a dusty street, with the winds blowing, and he`s carrying two guitar cases with machine guns in them... ha! Oasis of Mara means "body of little water" and we have a place up here in the high desert where I live with that name... This is where it all started up here where all the gold miners came out of the mountains and in from the desert to rest up and meet with the local Indian tribes around the watering hole... It is now a local visitor`s spot with a restaurant and sleeping areas with a sparking swimming pool... They grow their own veggies and bake their own bread like the Indians did in the beginning... Many artists from all over the world come to enjoy the history, relax, eat and enjoy their stay at the Oasis of Mara in 29 Palms, California...
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The people of Belo Horizonte, Brazil gave me so much love during my concert tour, I could not help writing my words of love back to them... Belo Horizonte means "beautiful horizon" ...and being a person of the sea, each day I marveled at the beautiful light of the sun rise to light the day... Relating to the same beauty, I just had to sing to the ladies of the light... The ladies of our lives, are to me and have always been, our guiding light. They glow as the light of the horizon. A rising beauty, a beautiful horizon...
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This instrumental is a mixture of different races of life that I have been a part of and I have brought them together to form all as one to make a beautiful moving piece of sound... This is proving once more with my music, that music soothes the beast in us all and that music is a catalyst that brings us all together, regardless of race or creed.
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This is my recognition of John Lee Hooker... not only a great soul player, but a true and genuine being that looked straight into the eyes and warmly said, "Hello Friend"... I had grateful moments to play with John Lee after we received the Lifetime Music Pop Culture Award given for the first time by the University of California at Berkeley. John, to me, was a very special soul. Teach them what soul is, wherever you go, John...
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This song is another front porch blues making me feel like I was down in New Orleans...
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I have always loved the "south of the border" influence, so I play it...
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This was a song that my Dad loved and my mother used to sing to me... She is gone now, but not the memory of her singing to me... I played my version on acoustic guitar and one day, I will hear her sing it to me again...
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People have always asked me to record a Christmas record... my music staff told that it is too costly, plus those records don`t sell like others... I, on the other hand, wanted to do at least one Christmas song that I loved as a child... I started to jazz it up like many do, but Ron said, "Dick, play it like you really feel it, never mind how everyone else does it"... I took his advice and played this song just the way I felt when I had to walk home Christmas time in the untouched snow... It would be late at night after selling newspapers on the street-corner and there would not be a car on the street and the snow was blue from the street lights and I could hear and feel my feet crunch in the powdered snow as I walked home... Listening now, I am glad I listened to Ron as the end result came to be so haunting and it put me right back into my childhood... I hope that when you listen to it, it takes you to a place of beauty and happiness as it did to me...
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