Hahha, what a bunch of badasses.
I didnt know there were more shots from this cover set for the Fillmore album.
I love how everyones still smiling except the brothers, HA!
I think this is the only picture I've ever seen where Duane looks mad.
And Duane is showing us another tool for playing such excellent guitar; LOOOOONG fingers... gotta be at least an inch longer than mine.

"Aw, you guys weren't scowlin like we were?? Hell, we cant use that one..."

F***N Fantastic!!!!!!!!!!! He may be scowlin' but I still see a smile! Thank you Donna. Happy Wailing to all!!

Cute! I too can see a smile lurking behind the scowl.
Ditto on the long-fingers thing. If he didn't play the guitar, he could always have made a name for himself as a pickpocket. lol
Glad to have you back, Miss Donnah! We missed you!

He might be scowlin but he still has his hot little left hand around his "stash"! And notice he had to be a little different sending his birdie flying east to west instead of the same old north/south deal! The musician of all musicians and a damn fine sense of humor too. What a guy!!!! The only thing about this series of pics.....they make his head look huge!

Welcome home Donnah....hope you had a good trip!
And as always....thank you.

Wail on, Skydog!

I think most everyone's head looks big when they get their picture taken, if their face was focused in right.

Looks like Jaimoe is giving us a whole 4 pack.

Wry sense of humor, no? Looks like they were having fun at someone's expense.

New desktop background too btw ;p

Thanks Donnah.

Jaimoe, ever the elder statesman..

on the ABB:

Preserved in time forever more..
This kaleidoscope of *ruffians*..
Poised to make history.

I'm in *Boca Raton* right now..the pits.

Hah, yea. Jaimoe is tellin them to 'read between the lines'...
Hey look at Dickey, he's flipping off the dealer cuz he didnt get anythin to stash! HAHA jk

Poor Owen... stuck in the Mouse's Mouth.
"kaleidoscope of ruffians" now I LIKE that! Great name for a band or an album.
Of course, I am partial to ruffians too. Always beena sucker for a bad boy.

Rapscallions, one and all. Somebody set that gear up and get these dudes focused or we ain't getting no work done today!

Starla, no euphemisms, Owen is stuck inside a "Rat's Mouth", es verdad!

Mouse, rat, gerbil, hamster.. it's all the same to me when I try out my one year of taught-by-a-raving-paranoid-lunatic high school Spanish.
Regardless, Owen is clearly unhappy in whichever mouth he's stuck in, and needs cheering up.
*leans down, peers into rat's mouth* Hola, mi tortuga! Besame mucho!

Happy Birthday coming up. Call me. Love you!!!

Starla, I yay ont day eek spay uchmay anish spay..

The besto Iyo canyo doyo isyo addo ano O to-o the-o
words-o

Mi udethes coneste es ?

What you just did, amigo, is known in the trade as Espa`nol de los Porcos! Or, putting the Latin in Pig Latin!

Gal you really got some great pics here! He was the greatest, no doubt. Do you know where I can find the picture of him kneeling down in the studio while talking to The King who seated and holding his sax? Thanks.

Starla:

Un preludio a un beso? Owen afortunado.

Paco

P.S. Owen, that was one bad Spanish teacher, Cararamba, Meo Dio; sing "Day-O!" whenever on of those "James Joyce moments" hits. Or was that just a good flashback. ;-D

Yo quiero Paco! Macho! Ay caramba!
Damn, I wish I had had a better Spanish teacher! I picked up more Spanish from Sesame Street, but somehow those words don't go far enough.

Es Verdad, Darlata Starlita.

Paco
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Free Tommy Chong.

O se`nor! Te adoro, mi vaquero loco!
*hides behind her lace fan* How I love a Latin lover!
Here I'm all aflame, and it isn't even Wednesday yet!

And here I thought "all aflame" was your cruise control. ;)

Actually, my cruise control mode is more like a high simmer. Bubbling, but not quite to boiling. This has advantages (ask my Dustin), but it also has drawbacks: I've also got a fiery temper (again, ask Dustin about this.)

Here is what I remember from that stinky lady that taught Spanish at Manatee High School..in that musky stinky room..

Mi llamo es Owen, Como se llamo ? Es Senorita es muy bonito, verdad ?
and the number veinte. and I probably didn't spell
any of it right..and I don't care, and this is 'merica, goddammit..speak english, ya freaks.

You just keep that flame drive stoked up there, Starla of Dustin, if Paco jumps up on the bar..I'll drop all this Southern charm and pump his stomach.

Our Spanish teacher was anorexic (in her forties, mind you) had two-inch long fingernails, and was often observed weaving up and down the halls, mumbling to herself. As I said, Maria and Luis from Sesame Street were much better teachers.
Be nice to my Paco, Owen! He's a doll.