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November 2003
The Brick Wall
Banned From The Air
Playing The Clubs
Almost On The Road with Toto
Another Sold Out Show
An Avalanche of Confidence
Finishing the Record
The Recording Sessions
The New Studio
Selecting The Songs for the New Record
The Material
An Avalanche of Momentum
Avalanche Sells out the Club
WCCC 106.9 FM and Avalanche
Thoughts After the Show
Avalanche Hits the Stage....Finally!
A New Day Dawns
The Final Rehearsal
Making the Choice
Patti Again
Annie and American Talent International
Taking Care of the Final Details
Trying to Keep A Perspective
The House on McCall Road
Avalanche Hits the Airwaves
The First Record is Released
The Seeds of Doom...A Side Project...The Shaboo All-Stars
The Recording Studio
The Essential Need for Momentum
Keeping the Band Happy
The Band's "Other Women"
The Politics with the Women
Our Crew
Keeping Things "Under Wraps"
Writing and Rehearsing
Avalanche is Born
Barry Easton Gets the Job..
The Responsibility of Leadership
The Relationship between Bass and Drums
Mark comes aboard
Mark Easton
Charles Calmese
Making It Happen
The Journey of Friendship
An Unconventional Plan
Finding my Musical Identity
Back on Course
Very close...but no cigar...
The Audition
A "Shot" at the "Big Time"
Annie... Sex and Drugs and Rock n'Roll
The Move to Boston...
Recuperating...
A Near Death Experience...
Finding my way back...
Clueless
A Friend Through Thick and Thin
Kilo's Sacrifice
« November 2003 Archive
Sunday, November 16, 2003
2:11:00 PM EST
Feeling Sad
Hearing My own music

Charles Calmese


A note: Charles is no longer with us...he was killed in a head-on collision returning from a gig he had played...with a band we had started as a side project, while we were still putting together this group. His death occurred almost ten years after the period of time I am describing here. I played the gig with him the night he was killed, and his death affected me and many of his other friends profoundly. His death was a tragedy and a great loss. He was one of the most gifted musicians I have ever worked with, as well as a great friend, and I do all I can to remember him, and honor his memory.

The first musician I had in mind for the new band was a black bass player I had met while I was in Chicago. Charles Calmese was a great musician, and he had a natural understanding of, and a gift for playing bass. He had received two Platinum albums for his work with The Steve Miller Band, and had also played with Johnny Winter, James Cotton, and many other acts from Chicago, and around the country. We were good friends, and every time he came to Conn. with a band he was working with at the club, we would spend a lot of his off-stage time together. Charles was searching for a project of his own...since he usually worked as a sideman or a "hired gun". As my new project started to take shape, Charles became more and more interested in it, because he could see this was being approached on a level that his own experience had taught him was necessary...and our friendship, and the music I was writing for the group, was also very appealing to him. We had the same view on what would "sell", and also...on how bands worked best when they are composed of close friends. By late 1977, Charles could see the momentum I was mustering for this project. He saw all the concert gear, he heard the songs, and he realized that this was what he had been looking for. But he was playing with a band from Chicago, The James Cotton Blues Band that he was very close to, and in fact I was good friends with, and so he needed time to leave that group without damaging it, by giving James Cotton time to replace him, and making sure his friendships there wouldn't suffer as a result of his leaving. It was around March of 1978 when Charles came to Conn. with that band, and informed me that he would be staying in Conn. after the gig, and that he had made the decision to live there and make this band his next project. I was totally elated. I had my first band member signed on, and the level of his ability just reinforced in my mind that this band was going to be the one...    



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