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Re: “Player Preservation

One night after coming home from live jazz downtown Winston-Salem, my sister who was driving decided to drive down Liberty str. From the car I heard what sounded like live blues music being played. I was a young man who was learning how to play the guitar and was curious as to who was making this music. I instructed my sister to drive through the area (around the Boston project area). There I ran into an old man wearing a captains hat. I entroduced myself and told him that i played guitar. He told me to go get it. I went home got my guitar and my car and drove back. It was Captain Luke. When I was a Kid living over on Unmderwood ave. My dad (Walter Simmons)knew alot of people. He my father dabbled around with blowing the harmonica. He and some drinking buddies usta sit around messing with music, one being Guitar Gabriel. My dad knew the man well. This was around mid 70's I was a young kid. Sometime later (early 90's) I was sitting down my uncles house 23'rd n Cleveland and Guitar Gabriel came through (he was living in Peidmont Circle then) and we asked him to play. He told us to buy him a bottle of wine and he played. One time my Dad was there when he came by and setting on the steps of my uncles house he allowed me to strum his guitar he (Guitar Gabriel) said "son I don't let many people do that". I wasn't playing back then but I'd always been fasinated with the guitar and harmonica. Mainly the guitar. Seeing Gabe play moving his fingers up and down the guitar kneck making these patterns with his fingers that seemed to contradict the sounds that was coming out of his guitar... I was fasinated. God bless Guitar Gabriel. So later 96 or so Captain Luke offered me to come with him to this mans house (Tim Duffy) sometime around Christmas. Ibelieve it was in Stokes county. By the time I got there I was half drunk already. Couldn't tune my guitar or half play for that matter. I was farely new to understanding the guitar at this time, but i knew the basic blues scale in which I constantly played in the key of E at the time. To make a long story short. That night when we left Tims house my car slid down into a ditch. I had stopped to urinate and when i took off i spent my wheel and the car slid down into a deep ditch (Captain Luke) was with me. Finally everyone came down to help me but we couldn't get the car out. Luke and I spent the night at Tims house that night. This is a night i'll never forget. Remember me Tim? Anyways, I feel special to have met the great and legendary Guitar Gbriel and Captain Luke who's some kend to one of my homeboys by the way. Now I sit in Maryland paralyzed (hands and legs) wishing I could still play guitar and thinking of those opportunities with people like Luke and Tim that I screwed up... Thanks for letting me post Walter Simmons j.r.

Posted by blckinjun on 07/30/2007 at 8:08 PM

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