May 22, 2009
In the last couple of days I have come across another Blog Site called Musical Notes: Taylor Square initiated by one of the girls/women who hung around there in the mid- late sixties. Many of the names popping up are very familiar to me - some just of people that I'd heard of, some of people that I knew and even a number who were/are old friends of my own from that era from the sixties through to the early seventies and beyond.
In the last couple of days I have come across another Blog Site called Musical Notes: Taylor Square initiated by one of the girls/women who hung around there in the mid- late sixties. Many of the names popping up are very familiar to me - some just of people that I'd heard of, some of people that I knew and even a number who were/are old friends of my own from that era from the sixties through to the early seventies and beyond.
Names like Wheezing Walter T. Mudd, Mort Fist, Peter Anson, Alan Meadows, Mick Leiber, Shane Duckham, Terry Darmody, Barry McGloin, Chris Blanchflower, Graham Lowndes and the list just goes on.
From the time that I left High School at the beginning of 1969 through until around 1971 (granted not a long time) I used to knock off work on Fridays and head, much to the chagrin of my parents, into the city to knock around with the friends I'd made and usually not returning to the nest until around dinner time on Sunday night - the weekend usually a blur of folk & blues music and very large quantities of alcohol, plus the occasional pull on a joint. Usually very little food!
Fridays were usually at the 'Lime Juice Tub' Folk Club in the Day Street bar of the Maitland & Morpeth Hotel in Pyrmont, Saturdays usually at PACT Folk in the old Corn Exchange Building where, when it rained the water more often that not just came dribbling in through the roof and onto the audiences. Occasionally the Saturdays were spent at a party, the Elswick Pub in Leichhardt. or wherever.
Even after leaving all that behind, I didn't change that much and usually wound up somewhere listening to music, usually Balmain, getting pissed and listening to music. Then, in 1973, I decided that I could sing and finished up putting an acoustic trio together with a couple of mates singing around the so-called 'Christian Coffee House Circuit' for a couple of years.

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