Say Hey!(offensive stuff and posts that creep us out will be deleted)
we want a show!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
yall need to get out more....
y'all need to play some time soon.....
Hey Carmela! I think I can speak for all of us when I say that "Nashville: Round 2" couldn't have turned out any better. We are all very pleased. The songs sound terrific, but the overall experience was great as well. I hope to have a more detailed account of here soon.
how did "Round 2" in Nashville go??
Yeeeeep,thets the way it happend.
Deepwell and Dunlop:
The Gram Parsons Guitar Pull and Tribute Festival
The sky was crystal clear when we pulled into the Okeefenokee fairgrounds at 11am. Deepwell was slated to play at 12:30pm, but the forcast for anything beyond a handful of potential spectators was not quite so pretty. There were a couple of audio guys placing monitors and plugging in mics. A few bleary-eyed Guitar Pull residents could be spotted milling around their tents...a good 200 yards from the stage. I saw a car slowly pull up with 2 bags of garbage on top of the trunk. It stopped and a bearded guy got out and placed the bags in a trash barrel. Apparently he was doing campsite cleanup after the previous night's Gutar Pull festivities. Anyway, he didn't look like he was ready to hear live music.
Although the morning had started off relatively cool, the noon sun was starting to show it's brilliant presence so we huddled like miserable cattle, under the shade of my Tahoe's lift gate. We had all noticed that there were two stages. One was a very large covered area complete with p.a., guitar amps and a drum kit. The other stage was sitting at a slight angle at the left side of the large stage,. It was a flatbed trailer...and was uncovered. There was a set of wooden steps leading up to a carpeted area with a stool and a couple of mic stands. As we looked, on we noticed that there was very little sound equipment on the small stage. We figured that this stage must be set up for small acoustic acts and solo artists.
It was about this time that another Pull performer walked up to us. He looked and sounded a little confused. He asked us if we had seen any signage promoting the event. We pointed to the sponsor banner and framed Gram photograph sitting on the floor at the back of the stage. He exhibited dissapointment that there wasn't a "This way to The Gram Parsons Gutar Pull!" sign at the road by the fairgrounds driveway. This was pretty ironic because someone had just griped to me that the locals didn't support the event. I remember thinking, that a little signage couldn't hurt. We were informed however that we should stick around because "after yall play things would really start kickin'" I laughed because I understood what they were trying to say...but wondered if perhaps I should make that announcement from the stage.
We soon discovered that the small stage was for acts that had timeslots on the half hour. So, Deepwell's scheduled 12:30 start time meant we would get to work our musical mojo on the flatbed. I cannot deny that we were disheartened. I'm sure you could see it on our faces. As the first act was setting up and getting a sound check, there was still no gear being placed on the small stage. The schedule was already running behind. With this in mind, I asked if Deepwell could just use the large stage. At first we were told "no", but in the end, with time closing in, I guess they realized that it would be faster. We were very glad to say the least.
So, as the first group's last notes were fading out into the near-empty pasture, we hurried, with guitars and amps in hand, like a second string football team that was finally getting to play for a few minutes.
For what may be the first time ever, Cliff was set up and ready to go before Steven and myself. We were trying to make sure that we were in tune when the stage manager said sharply.."we're running behind guys...we gotta go now".
Next, what may be the most classic introduction we've ever gotten. It came from the same stage manager and went something like this.
Announcer: "Okay, we've got another great group for yall please welcome...."
(turns to me and says "Whats yalls name?")
Announcer: "Deepwell! They're from...."
(turns to me and says "Where are yall from?")
Ronnie: "Cochran and Eastman"
This potential ego crusher of an introduction was made slightly less potent by the fact that there were only about 20 people(counting sound/video crew) present. It has since been a source of much laughter. We didn't care. He could have introduced us as the Village People. We were just thrilled that we were getting to use the big stage.
We started with "Do Right Women"...one of my favorites. As soon as the band came in, I remember thinking, "Hey, it doesn't sound too bad". We made it through without any glaring mistakes...applause was polite.
Little did we know that what would happen next would be one of the highlights of our life. The next song was "Sum Up Broke"...a song Gram Parsons wrote along with fellow bandmate John Nuese when they were in The International Submarine Band in the mid sixties. We had chosen it because not only is it a hoot to play, but we wanted to find a Gram song that was a little more obscure. Recorded before Grams full devotion to country music, "Sum Up Broke" is a pure slice of 60's garage rock. Imagine the Who meets the Byrds. It's a joy to play although Nuese's clock-like guitar figure is very tricky to play. Well, we had been rehearsing the song for weeks, but never in a million years did we ever expect that one of the original members of The International Submarine Band would hear us playing it! Yes, about a third of the way into the song, I noticed a greying gentleman easing towards the stage. He came right down front and stood there with a bewildered look on his face. It never occured to me who he was. We played the song pretty well(by our normal loose standards). But as the last chord died out The guy started yelling "I can't believe it! I can't believe it!!"
Unbelievably, I still didn't put it together who he was. It wasn't until about halfway through our next song(one of our originals called Hiway Home) that it occured to me that Ian Dunlop the original bass player for the International Submarine Band was scheduled to be at the Festival. I couldn't believe that we performed "Sum Up broke" for Ian Dunlop, but I really really really couldn't believe that he seemed totally freaked out(in a good way) by it. I mean, this guy was in a band with Gram Parsons and he was visably moved that we had played an ISB song. At this point we didn't care if anybody was listening....which was just as well because as we finished our 3rd song, I saw the stage manager giving us the "one more song" signal. We were getting pulled from The Pull.
I guess we should have been thinking..."You mean to say, that we've worked 8 weeks to learn these tunes...driven two and a half hours on our dime...and now we don't even get to finish our set?"
Truth is, we really didn't get a chance to feel that way. After our last song("She"), we left the stage on a cloud. Ian Dunlop came up to greet us, We were in disbelief of his kind words. There was a photographer taking pictures of us. He(photographer) told us that after we finished playing the song, Ian was asked "What do you think?" to which he replied "If the Submarine Band could have played it like that, we may have had a hit." For us, it just doesn't get any better. It's unreal to us that he said that.
A few others came up and expressed that they had enjoyed our set. Ian gave us a piece of his art which he signed " "Very wonderful version of "Sum Up Broke"..Thanks for flattering me/us."
We were on cloud nine. Still are.
Thank you Ian,
Deepwell (Steve Cliff Joe and Ronnie)
written by Ronnie
so, how did the Gram Parsons thing go??? sorry i couldn't be there--i think that was the only time i've missed y'all playing ......at least in the last 20 years can't wait to hear about it....
whats up Brad ! long time man, good to hear from you,glad you like the songs.will call soon.