at the mall where he was set up selling his Cds. His name is Frazer Bennett and he's not only a fine singer but a fine gentleman. Spent more than a half hour chatting with him. He works hard for his money and his business is not all fun and games. We have the fun listening to his music without all the work and stress of life on the road.
A woman and a young teenage girl came up and asked "who's singing?". He had his stereo system set up playing his cds. He said "I am". She said again "Who's singing?"
Again he said "I am". She said "No, really, who's singing?"
I picked up one of his cds and held it up in front of the young girl. The mother was at the end of the long table while we were at the middle. I pointed to the face on the cover and said "See this face?" She said "Yes". Then I pointed to his face and said "See this face?" She went bananas. "MOM! MOM! IT IS HIM! IT IS HIM SINGING".
The mother's jaw dropped and she just stood there with her mouth opened. He sure didn't look like that voice would come from this body. She finally said this was her favorite type of music and asked if he was from Newfoundland. He said he was from Springdale. Unfortunately she didn't buy anything.
Another older man came by and looked at the table from a short distance. He never walked up to the table like others. He walked away and stood by the curb and took out his wallet and counted what was in it. Came back to where he stood before, looked over the table and walked to the curb again and looked in his wallet. He did this three times before leaving. During this little show Frazer said to me in an undertone "He got any money in there or what?"
I was a women I knew and told him here comes someone who loves this stuff. He asked if she has money and laughed. She saw me and came over and looked at his cds. She said she had all those songs. I said but not in this man's style. She didn't buy any either.
It's a good thing I bought one of each of his six cds he was selling. A friend tipped off to him being out there when she showed up at our table with one of his cds. She paid $20 for it. I paid $10 each for mine. He was up to a deal.
I hope he did all right with his sales. He is a good Newfoundland talent and I'm glad he picked today to be where he was.a
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GR, a few grand old songs from ol' Boxcar.
> Give a man a fish, feed him for a day; teach him how to fish, feed him for a lifetime. > A lie gets halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on.
I ripped those cds last night GH for NE's player. All I have to do now is get rid of the dups and post the rest. aiting now for the uploading sys to finish it scans and then I'll start.
NE. I haven't listen to much of them yet but did give an ear to the start of a few. Strange the cd you posted songs from contained one song I think he murdered. Give My Love To Rose I think he overdid trying to sound too much like Cash and the result was a dead, no feeling and a disappointment to me. There may be others in this collection with the same results, but I will post them anyway. I will correct any errors the cds may have in them as I listen to them from you player.
I expect some errors as they all have been recorded at various smaller studios and none of them has a recording or production date on them. I like this info the the tags so these My tagging is very limited. That don't mean anything so some but I like to include as much as possible. Am I too picky when it comes to music?
Scans finished, dups gone (only four in six cds} but I may have miss one as on some songs the names are not fully there on some cds.
Interesting session! Interesting music. I think you did good by buying a few cds. Musicians always like to give a deal. One for 20....two for 30 etc. It works!
I used to see Dory Dan selling his cds and working his puppet. Some days were good sales.....some days he experienced "watchers".
I will say this. The making of a cd is months of work, long hours, lots of patience. Costs about 6 thousand to do one too. People ask if we will do a 4th. I always tell them....Yes, but it'll be a "live and in concert". It's a long process otherwise. I know Buddy Wassisname do about 8 shows in one week in Corner Brook and they take the best "takes" of that week. (for their new cd)
Das.....when's your "story" cd coming out? I bet you can give 50 minutes worth of stories. Maybe even a bit of blarney for St Paddy's Day, eh?
Mike, one time we had a "Graduating Party" after one of our many courses in the navy and the boys asked me to be the MC for it. There were 55 people in that room not counting me. I had 57 things going for me.
My best buddy, Gary Bennett, an American sailor, and me went to the hall early and set it up. We placed a long table where I was to hand out awards and such. We covered it with a table clothe that hung down to the floor at the front and sides. Under that table we stored cases of the beer which couldn't be seen by those out front of us. We also hid beer under two tables at the back of the room in the same manner. these table were for coats and hats so they got pretty piled up in a hurry. We placed a few cases of beer around the room where they were available to the room.
Those few cases soon ran out and I made the announcement that the beer for the party was held up a little and the beer they were drinking was on loan from the a Jr. ranks club and had to be paid back from our party beer. Every now and then during the presentations I'd pick a unplugged phone and pretend I was checking on beer delivery and going off my head with the excuses I was given. You ever hear a navy man cuss and swear?
Everyone got some kind of award and I had a very embarrassing story about every one of the recipients. Most of them were outright lies but some were true and no one really knew which was which. As each person was coming up to to the table I would reach underneath while pretending to bend over to check the name on the reward and get a beer and place it on a box within easy reach of where I would hand him or her their award.
After my story why this person deserved the award I'd hand it to him. (I'll say him but it could be a her at times). When they turned to leave I call them back and hand them a beer saying compliments of the Jr. ranks club. Now these little tales were embarrassing but humorous. It kept the rest of the room amused and noisy, and would you believe not one of them expected a beer when their turn came. Every beer was thought to be the last one I had. Gary was underneath the table placing the beer where I could get it.
We had a captain named Maybe. Real name. He was always put out because he was forever getting passed over for promotion. With a name like that in my situation, and he with his...well, that was a Godsend. It's a good thing the army had all the guns.
What was supposed to take 40 to 45 minutes took 2 1/2 hours. Finally I used the phone and said the beer was almost outside the door. They wanted me to stay up there and continue. I suggested that some of you better go out and unload that truck.
That's all for now. If you're interested in the rest say so. If not I'll retire.
Yes, those are good stories you told to them I'm sure. This story in all is really good. Sure, why not tell a few more. They're a laugh and a half. Ah you old navy men....been to every port I bet. Did ya really have a woman in every port? BTW....What do you call an impotent old sailor? A salt with a dead weapon!
Your story reminds me of a principal we had at our school. This is a true story I'm gonna tell you. I saw it meself!
The kids got him and two other teachers up on stage during Carnival week in Pasadena and it was a blindfolded contest to see who could peel an orange and eat it the quickest. So the principal and two teachers were all blindfolded and given an orange. But when the " READY SET GO!" sound was yelled, the other two teachers took off their blindfolds and quietly walked off the stage....leaving the blindfolded principal alone up there frantically peeling his orange and eventually shoving it in his mouth to win. Of course the kids were screaming his name as well as the oither two teacher's names....so the principal thought for sure they were all in a good peeling and eating race. But he was all by himself!
When he finally finished and was declared the winner, he took off his blindfild to see that it was only himself on stage!
Well the place went wild with laughter and good cheer!!!
He was a great sport about it too. The kids will all remember that day just like your crowd will remember your wonderful MC job!!!
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