How come nobody that looked like that ever asked me to any school dances? Huh?!

Nice driveway.

Got to love the haircut. Mr. Brillcream should have a pack of Luckies rolled in his shirt sleve.

I sure wish I live on Bransford Avenue. There is this kid in the neighborhood who is rapidly become the best guitar player since Django Reinhardt.

Dear Starla,

I'll get that haircut if you will go to the sockhop with me.

We got Buddy Holly this year. I hear he's really good and has really cool glasses.

I'm thinking about changing my frames.

Paco (The Medicating Meditator) Malo

Maybe cuz your school didn't have enough sock-hops Starla.

Doh! Paco beat me to the sock hop thing. :(

Dear Paco:
Yes I will be happy to attend the Sock Hop with you. Provided I am allowed to keep my heels on. That way I won't get mistaken for an escapee from the third-grade class and you won't get into trouble for contributing to the delinquency. And nobody will be able to set their punch cup down on my head.
I'll wear a ponytail and a pink twinset.
Love, Starla

His hands look huge in this picture. No wonder he could pic like he could. Nice shoes....but he would have had to take them off at the sock hop. He couldn't have cut much of a rug with those tight britches he had on.

Starla, you and Paco behave at the dance now...ya hear.

Thank you Donnah.....if I could get you back to Bransford Ave. I would...simply as a thank you.

Wail on, Skydog!

Those are basketball player hands too, in case music didn't pan out.
Yes, Cindy, we'll behave. See, I'm even putting away the egg I was going to stick in the shoe of the spoiled cheerleader queen. (Every school has at least a few.)

Hey, what about my brilliant brillcream and Buddy Holly remarks?

Is Starla the center of everones' universe including mine.

I'm gonna put my punch glass (spiked with Ripple) on her head, but only after we share a Lucky Strike (she will be spinning) and a shot of "Old Tennis Shoes" Whiskey (John Steinbeck "Cannery Row" brand).

Seriously, Donnah, you are the golden goddess of Duane temple keepers. I am forever in your debt.

If the math teacher finds out what you did to the punch, he will have your butt.
But I'll stand very straight and keep my head high so as not to spill a drop, and nobody will ever need to know.
YOu've lost me on the Cannery Row reference. I have read very little Steinbeck.

I drove up and down Bransford on Google) and could not find anything that even remotely looked like this spot.

I think it'd be nice to visit it one day ;)

So, *this* is what the young master looked like..?

"Twixt Twelve and Twenty" was much different for Duane, than for Pat Boone.

I was chatting with a guitar instructor from mississippi on Moogis and he says the picture was taken in Daytona, Fla. He said he recognised the pole and location. Other info says it was taken in Nashville, Tn. I dont know for sure.

OK, This is kinda embarrassing but WAY COOL! So I have a obligation to share this with all you Duaniacs, but I know the guys here could never understand the following:

You know how you have dreams that are so real that it seems like it happened?

Now, Starla, Cindy, lisa, Donnah dont be jealous, but about 3 days ago I was sleeping and had a killer dream! Our hero Duane was there, this dream was in living color too!

He was real as could be. "It was just, well him!
I could see every detail of his face, hair, and lamb chops. He was kneeling on the floor working on his guitar. I was there standing beside him and a girl friend? with pigtails was sitting in a bean bag chair several feet away. (Dixie?) well, she made a comment to Duane that he didnt like. And he wasnt happy and made a comment back to her. So, for some reason, Without thinking, I bent down and started to kiss him. He was laughing,and it was a cool, easy goin laughter, like you would expect from Duane. I could see every detail of his features just like it was really happening. He was definitely receptive to the idea. I got right to the moment of contact, and relishing the moment, and someone in our house slammed the door! Damn! It woke me up and spoiled our moment! Its just not fair, now I will never know...but girls it was sooo fine!

Starla, its all your fault, we've been talking about Daune so much...well, even today I almost think it was really him who showed up in my dream!

And too be honest, I always entertained the idea (hoped) that back when he was alive we would have clicked really well. I think he would have dug a girl with a guitar. Especially a lefty like me. Remember, even though Duane played right handed, he was a lefty too!

Please girls and guys go easy on me!!!! Sharin this dream is scary! Pretty personal stuff! Took a lot of guts to share. I probably should have kept it too myself but its way too cool of a dream!

Rock on and have you a good time. Duanettes and Duanedudes! :>

Csason has just joined the "RememberingDuane's Fantasy Dream" group on Facebook.

I had a wicked dream about Duane once'd. I dreamt I was right down front at the Fillmore, and Duane kept playing the second lead to Statesboro Blues over and over..I kept yelling "More..More..!!"

It went on and on..and then finally I woke up and the record was stuck on the turntable at the exact
point in my dream, and my Dad was telling me I was late for school.

RD I COULD SHOOT YOU!!! *bursts into tears, sinks into beanbag and sobs in despair and jealousy* You lucky dog, you! YOu lucky, lucky dog!!!
Hot damn! You actually got to kiss him?!
I am lime-green with envy right now. Even if you were to say "It wasn't all that; like kissing a fish, and he must have been eating onion dip" I would still be lime-green.
Okay, girl talk: what kinda kiss was it? Did you have your eyes open? Stuff like that?

Anybody know if there is a way to actually steal somebody else's dream and have it for yourself? If there is I want to know about it! And nobody better slam any doors around here while I'm having it. I'll shut the cats out of the room, shut Dustin out of the room, anything just so long as I don't get woken up too early.

There is a Bransford Ave in Nashville, fwiw, and google doesn't seem to know of one in daytona.

Holy crap, things are getting wierd around here....

You can find this spot on Google. You just have to realize that the houses all have different windows, there are dormers built into the roofs, and there are a few more utility poles now. The pavement has been re-done too.

Here, try this:

http://short-urls.net/QJAOD/

Hopefully they re-did that driveway. ;)

Nice dream RD!!! Would be sweet if tonite you have "Duane Dream - The Sequel" :)

...those little houses are on Bransford Av.in Nashville-right next to the Fairgrounds Speedway...in fact,that looks like the banking of the track visible between the houses...the houses are still there...saw'em last week...

RD, your Mississippi friend must have gone to an alternate Daytona -- the hilly, dreary one with the funny street signs.

So one of those houses is where Duane lived when he was a kid? Which one? Anybody know for sure?

Csason,that is sooo funny about your dream! No wonder he kept playing it over and over. Thats probably why you play guitar so goood! Ive seen your youtube videos.

Sounds like something I would do when I was a kid. I had a stereo, you know the kind that has two fold out speakers on each side. The turntable folding down when you opened it. I guess you could say it was portable, but the dern thing probably weighed 20 lbs. lol. I use to put a stack of vinyl lps on the changer and listened all night long.

Starla, girls, life aint fair at all! When my brother in law slammed the door I woke up with a start! Our lips never touched but we were about a whisper away! As close as two sets of lips could be without touchin.

Talk about frustration! The timing couldnt have been worse. But, then if Duane was really there is spirit in my dream, hes probably laughing his cute little ass off!!!! Probably will never get that dream back. shhh! aint no way im telling my family, they barely know who Duane is. When I mention him they just roll their eyes..and ignore my ranting and raving how cool he was!

The spot is definitely Nashville. I googled the street with Florida and Tn. It came up in Nashville, Tn. The net is advertising a furniture store on Bransford Ave. I like this picture alot, but then I love em all!

"Rock on brothers and sisters and have you a good time"!

Only in my dreams, sigh!

Also, almost forgot to thank you all for being so tolerant of my dream. I freaked out the day after I posted it, thinking OMG, what have I done!
I got embarrassed and almost didnt want to see your comments. But, then I thought nah, these Duaniacs are like me, and are my friends. That gave me the courage to look today at the comments. Cause i was sweating bullets wondering what y'all comments would be!

Starla, almost had the man of my dreams! Guess almost is better than not at all. Even if it was a dream, it was so real, I will always remember every detail!

Starla, Next time you're walkin in the swamps some moon lit night and you hear a dobro in the distance; well it might be Duane. Wear your alligator dress and your gator shoes. And he just might...

"Play the blues!" for you!

RD, you should cut your brother-in-law out of your will, and have the will amended to explain just why you did it. "For he did carelessly and with noise aforethought, did slam and bang said door, disturbing my dream and preventing me from getting some much-desired sugar from one Allman, Duane (see Footnote G)..." He'll have a fit.
Now, Dr. Starla goes into dream-analysis mode. You were thinking about DA, so he spilled over into your dream. The girl with pigtails is not necessarily Dixie, but somebody you see as a rival. The pigtails may only be symbols that she is younger than you.
Possibly you feel threatened by a younger woman whom you perceive as trying to stand in the way of some goal or end you hope to achieve...
Awright, that's it for analysis! Now I'm off to the swamps, cause there's sugar to be stolen!

And also, RD, I'm glad you shared your crazy but delicious dream with us. I can't say with 100 percent certainty that I'd be as bold in your shoes. (To share I mean; I know I'd be bold enough to kiss. lol)

Actually Starla, in the dream it was back in the early 70s, I suppose thats why the bean bag chair was there. They were very popular and cool back then when they first came out.

And Duane was a few years older then me. I was just a teenager so the age thing..I might have actually been younger than the mysterious pig tailed girl.

I loved the 70s so in the dream I was still that young girl, with the long brown hair and the hippy vibe. wild and free! (Duane, Duane, Please be with me!!!!) lol

And I always loved the guitar slingers..Course Duane was special cause he had that mega chrisma thing going on.

We definitely connected in that moment! It was in his eyes! He was mine, all mine! For that moment in time, Damn, then the door slammed! lol

Ah yes, the seventies...before polyester took over. Too bad I missed the whole decade, wasn't even conceived till the tail end of 79. *pouts*
Even if the chances of a great dream leaping from one person to another are slim, I'm still making sure I have on plenty of Chapstick before I go to bed.
One never knows, do one?
And a good Girl Scout (even one who never wore the uniform) is always prepared.
"I can dream about you,
if I can't have you tonight.
I can dream about you
You know how to hold me just right...

Lord, tie me to the "Whipping Post" and forget your dreams girls. I'll get whatever haircut you want and CSason and I will play for you.

Duane's dead, ladies. CSason and I are alive and want attention too.

Donnah, you are a very patient moderator. Do you check I.D's or can any groupie just stroll in here. (Just kidding, gang; I'm giddy cause I'm in love, so shoot me.) Oh, and the person I am in love with is still alive, dudettes. Hint, hint. :-)

I once had a dream in which Andre Agassi came into my place of work and asked me to come away with him. I had to explain to him that I was married and couldn't go. He was sad.

Lord have mercy....since we are now revealing dreams.....I always have the crazy dream where I'm back in high school and walking down the halls naked and everybody is standing at their lockers laughing at my naked behind. OK Starla what the heck does that mean? I was pretty popular in school so I never can figure it out. No famous folks visiting me...boy I must be boring.

Paco, Paco, Paco we know Duane is dead...but you and Owen can still play those hot licks for us...maybe the one you're in love with just might forget about "seeing dead people" if you hit just the right note.;)

Ya'll have a great weekend.

That one's easy, Cindy. You were popular, but deep down inside, where savage things grow, you always worried that your "friends" were all secretly laughing at you.
I once had a dream where I was in line at the bank with my friend Brianna, and this nice-looking guy was in front of us, and I said it was Will Smith. Brianna didn't think he was, so I, bold hussy that I am, leaned forward, tapped him on the shoulder and asked "Excuse me, are you Will Smith?" and he turned around with the nicest smile, like it tickled him to be recognized, and said "Yeah, that's me!" And I walked off with him, arm in arm. Leaving Brianna standing in line staring after us.
Now I hadn't had Will Smith on my mind at all, but I will readily admit that he is most definitely F-I-N-E fine!

Donnah, LMAO, poor Andre Agassi missed out!!!!

And guys, duh, we know skydog is dead! It was a dream..back in the 70s for goodness sake, he was very much alive, and no offense intended but back then you didnt have a chance with any of us. No one compares to Skydog!!!

If he was still alive and kicking we'd probably still be here appreciating the greatest slider guitarist of all time!

Lookie here! Donnah, Starla and Lisa and all; the men are still jealous of skydog and he left this world decades ago. lol Because of the dog"s chops or sex appeal or both?

He may be gone but definitely NOT forgotten!

The naked thing must be univeral for kids in high school! I used to have a recurring dream. Running late, its raining. Took my yellow raincoat off and hung it in my locker.. i look down and Im naked as a jaybird!!! Ekks! I hated that dream! I later decided that I must have been really insecure. I hated high school!

I think you're right, everybody does have their own personal "naked dream." Mine always has me in a car that is just about a hair off of being out of control, and I'm trying to get in hte driver's seat to bring it back under control, and I'm naked. There never seems to be another person in the car so what in the heck was I doing in the backseat naked?

The only thing *I'm* jealous about Duane, was his playing..and him being blessed with multiple
flamed Gibby's.
I got to grow up in the same state, just a notch or two behind him..He just seems so much like my own big brother (named Duane also..62) that I
don't see much other I guess.

Mike the Bike, that is one coolio link you sent there..I went about two houses down..(south or north..;) and Lo and Behold is one of these little
red and white houses, brick and white trim..I guess.

Pretty cool.

csason did you see the White Trash Cafe at the intersection? It was probably a store back then. Way cool.Thanks Mike!

Hey anybody remember what the address on Vann Ave. in Daytona was? I used Mike's link and am "walking" down the street...I just can't remember the address. Was it 111?

That link was actually sent to me by a fellow fan, Dr. Jimmy. He lurks around here....

Starla, maybe you were waiting for Duane! LOL!

Csason, your a player and I know you know this already. Someone said it in a interview in guitar player magazine. "A guitar is just wood and strings, its the player that makes it sing" Truer words were never spoken, all this people paying huge amounts for old beat up guitar with green hardware. I cant see it! Except for it being the coolist thing ever would be to own a guitar that Duane played. I can see the value in that!

But, ever see some kid with lots of dough spend $5 grand on a Gibson Custom Shop or Historic. He cant play a lick but he got "the guitar"

The old famous axes are worth to much to play. And it would have to be locked up in a safe or something to be safe.

Duanes goldtop that is for sale needs to be in a museum or Rock n Roll hall of fame where everyone can see it. Duanes Sg was there for a while, dont know if its still there.

I used to drive a 18 wheeler and I was knoxville, Tn at a truckstop. It was summer and I had my window down in the parking lot I heard music like BB King would play from the truck next to me.

The old black guy in the truck was playing a $100.00 beater Lotus brand strat with no amp. The guitar was old and worn from thousand of hours of playing.

He sounded as good as BB ever did! I talked to him for a while, he played locally here and there, but was pretty much a unknown. He had met and played with many of the greats from long ago. He said he used to live in Chicago and knew all the blues cats.

I had a heavy set of Gibson BB King strings in my truck and I gave them to him. He was thrilled! Its a shame but there are so many unknown players out there that never get noticed, never get the recognition they deserve! We miss out on the beauty of their playing. But, now there is youtube so people do sometimes get lucky and get discovered. But, the cool old cats who dont do the net...well they do what they do anyway; for the love of playing.

I would guess that ABB wouldnt have gotten a contact or a record deal without Duane having that a huge reputation going on at Muscle Shoals Studio. Music at the time was light pop, no blues really. Duane and The ABB broke the mold and opened the door to Southern Rock. Duane put it together spending many hours figuring out to get his guitar out front. Thats when he came up the the ABB.

3 cheers for all the unknown talent hanging out in bars, birthday parties and livin rooms and youtube! And some of them are playin cheapo guitars but their talented fingers coax the most beautiful sounds.

RD, if I was waiting naked for ANYBODY, let alone DA, I hope to god it's someplace a bit more dignified than the backseat of some random car whipping all over the road. lol
Your story confirms what I've always thought: every trucker has a story, and quite often a very good one at that. I'd love to see your BB King on a CBS news Friday segment. That would be so cool.

Duane's pants are so tight I bet they wheeled him out on a dolly. What's wrong with you ladies; No one has said anything about "The Unit". (No, not the TV show)

I was waiting to see who would first tease us about the Unit. Congrats to you, Willard, you won!
I have to wonder how he got the things on in the morning. Did body heat cause them to shrink? Did he spray them on and they dried to him?
Or was it the same deal with some of the super-tight jeans my older girl cousins wore back in the eighties, where you actually had to lay back on the bed and suck in your stomach and shimmy and wiggle and squeeeeeeze into them?
Remember Willard, some of us ladies already know exactly what's under there, so we don't have to speculate.

if you click on mike the bikes previous post the one with the site map..and just do a 180 turn the houses in the old pic are still there !!cool..wail on sky dog

Starla, Im sorry, I didnt mean to de-mean you by saying you"re driving around in the back seat of car naked! Sorry sorry! I will give you my alligator tennis shoes to make amends!

Yeah, Ive got a lot of truck tales...Talking about naked!! It was just after daylight in Las Vegas. I was driving through town on the interstate and cause big trucks are up so high, you can see everything in a little 4 wheeler. My male co-driver was in the jump seat. I looked down at a convertable beside us, and he started yelling and screaming. OH mY God, theres a naked girl driving the car!!! He went nutso..I said, man, havent you ever seen a naked woman before? Geez, you been married 20+ years. I thought he was gonna jump out of the truck in the convertable! You see alot of crazy things traveling across this country!

Guess I missed the tight jeans Duane has on here too! Cant really tell if they are blue jeans or those ugle beltless pants they used to wear back then. His pants arent that tight on his legs.
Dang, they are pretty tight though!

RD, no offense taken, but I'll accept your alligator shoes anyway. I take a size four, please. :)
Okay, since we're being all confessional in this thread... I confess that I once... uh,... oh never mind! It was years ago, I was dared to, and anyway compared to what you just described it was almost prudish... *shut up, Starla!*
Anyway, driving a convertible naked seems a bit extreme.. Maybe she robbed a bank and the dye pack blew up on her and ruined her clothes and she didn't want to draw attention to herself.

Starla, guess you can say What happens in Vegas doesnt neccessarily stay in Vegas!

Ok, I got one that will grab ya! Driving on I-10 near New Orleans I passed a school bus full of football jocks. Guess cause they saw it was female driving the truck..They all pulled down their pants and mooned me!

I laughed so hard I almost drove off the road. Nothing like the sight of a dozen football jocks butts pushed up against the window glass! Lol

Mooning people out the bus windows is a football staple. Really, I think there's some kind of rule that says every football player must moon somebody at least once from the bus window or he doesn't get to play or something.
I've seen people doing all kinds of stuff while they're driving. Even knitting, shaving... anything you should be doing someplace else.
Me, I don't even like using my cell phone while I'm driving, and it makes me very nervous to see somebody else do it.
But I wonder... how many accidents or near-misses are caused by the driver being distracted by a little show such as your friend in Vegas put on, or the very mini-show another young lady once put on down in Florida? :)

(Take Two)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TmqkpFGta_M

I couldnt find any good free effects to use, but from what I gather, we all have a pretty good imagination here =P

Ben, you're amazing. Those two videos are so cool.
You'll have to join us in the swamps so night...

I think, after viewing both videos, that I prefer the first one. I love em both, mind you, but the first one is less polished, more rough-edged, more in what I think was teh spirit of the song. Great work.