Rail on, I mean Wail on. I'm first again. Does it look like I have no life?

Thanks for another great picture, Donnah.

When ever I see this famous picture of the Band it reminds so much of Greggs beautiful song, Melissa!

Although the song wasnt written for Duane, it to me; is his epitaph. Pretty much sums up his short life. Traveling on plane, and trains all across
America. It documents his life as a touring musician and session man so well. De ja vu most likely, but the song is haunting and fits Duane so well.

Ironically too, it has been said it was Duane's favorite song.

The line about the gypsie flying coast to coast and the freight trains still haunt me today when I hear this lovely song!

Lyrics by Gregg Allman

Crossroads ... seem to come and go ... yeah
The gypsy flies from coast to coast
Knowing many, loving none
Bearing sorrow, havin' fun
But back home he'll always run ... to sweet Melissa

Freight train ... each car looks the same ... all the same
And no one knows the gypsy's name
No one hears his lonely sighs
There are no blankets where he lies
In all his deepest dreams the gypsy flies ... with sweet Melissa

Again the morning's come
Again he's on the run
Sunbeams shinin' through his hair
Appearing not to have a care
Well pick up your gear and gypsy roll on ... roll on

Crossroads ... will you ever let him go
Lord ... Lord
Or will you hide the dead man's ghost
Or will he lie ... beneath the clay
Or will his spirit float away
But I know that he won't stay ... without Melissa
Yes I know that he won't stay ... without Melissa

I can never hear this song too often, and Greggs yearning in the song is like he is yearning for his brother Duane.

Rock on and have you a good time, little skydoggies!

only half way through your archives, but i had to stop and say thanks to donnah for all the ABB history. duane and berry already passed when i got my eat a peach album with my ten "free" LP's from a record club.
question: any live recordings of black hearted woman with the original brothers? that was and is one of my all time favorites...anyone know why it wasn't part of their regular set?

wail on donnah and friends.

Is this the "Long Black" train track shoot?
..not to be insensitive...it was my first impression.

I have a bootleg or two of Black hearted woman Marc M. the sound quality is not the best but you can still hear it.

Darn, Willard won again this week! Oh well, at least I'm not dead last among the usual suspects. We still haven't heard from Lisa, Cindy, Paco or Owen. :)
The more I look at and contemplate fringed leather jackets, the more I like them...

Hmm, Starla yes, I did own and was so proud to own a gen-u-ine suede leather jacket with fringe down to my knees! Oh, Lordy, I remember it well, wore my freak flag loud and proud back in the day.

Nothing like walking down main street strutting my stuff in my gen-u-ine native long suede leather boots with fringe that tied at the top, and that hippy dippy jacket. That and my long straight brown hair and brown eyes. My tie dyed t shirt and hip huggin jeans! I was something to see for sure!

Course, now I couldnt fit in any of them! lol...well maybe the boots...maybe! Match that look Starla! (I suppose you had a little leather fringe bikini to wear in the woods of Georgia whilsts covorting with Duane in pool of dreams!)

Remember, there are no rules in your dreams, and they are completely free as your mind will let them be!

Wail on Skydog! *Duane was probably hittin the note in heaven. Thats why we had a huge eclipse of the sun a few daya ago! (WELL,could B?)

If he caused the eclipse, he should have studied up on his Rand McNally a little bit, because if I recall, China and India were the ones who got to see that, not us poor American slobs. Or maybe he was playing a joke on us? Doesn't sound out of character.
My woods outfit: tie-dyed sundress (blues and greens and purples) gen-u-ine leather gladiator sandals, an alligator and flamingo bikini underneath, brown eyes, and long black hair (sorry, can't manage brown.)

Anybody know where this shot was taken? I am assuming Rosehill because looks like the same clothes as the Bond shot of Berry. Just curious. Always love the earlier shots like this, bunch of young men, lead by an incredible leader, to heights they couldn't imagine.

Thank you Donnah. Making Duaniacs the world over happy week after week.

Wail on, Skydog!

Greetings from one who just discovered this wonderful trove.

I'm in heaven! The fire and feeling of Duane's inimitable playing and personality so obviously lives on within this community, just as it does in my own heart and soul.

Donnah, I salute you for your great work and ongoing dedication to Skydog. I look forward to Thursday

Fellow Duaneiacs, I feel right at home and I just got here. Peace and Coricidin bottles to you all.

This does look like the tracks behind Rose Hill.

If you stare really hard at the watch on Jaimoe's wrist, and twiddle with your left ear lobe on a
quiet Sunday evening, you can hear the ghost of
Otis Redding catching a catfish off the bridge near here.

maybe.

What a great shot. This is one I'd love to have a high-quality print of for the office.

csason, if you're right, that train used to run right behind my apartment when I was in college there. Used to love going to sleep at night to the soulful sound of that train.

And my late, great frat brother and best friend Jeff Thomas- here's to you, Jeff- lived directly above me, and when he wasn't blaring early Beatles out his window and into mine it was At Fillmore East, and I came to know the album through him. "Stormy Monday", over and over; Jeff was mesmerized by that one. Then he'd come downstairs with his Washburn guitar, hand me my Ovation, and we'd strum it in the living room and drink too many beers.

We couldn't believe it when we realized that the guy on the cover was the scowly guy who was always playing drums downtown at the Rookery when we hung out there on the week nights. Here's to you, too, Jaimoe.

Joe, he wasn't the only one that was mesmerized by that song.. Many are still listening, like the dog with his ear stuck in the speaker.

At Filmore East, yep.

"TRAAAAIN!" Just kidding Allman Brothers. tee hee

"Stormy Monday" just creates a mood that I don't think exists anywhere else.

The funny thing about Jeff is that he was a South Georgia redneck who played great jazz piano and hero-worshiped Miles Davis' modal jazz period. Then he latched onto Duane Allman. And he's long gone, and I never got to tell him that there was a connection between the two, because I only read about it years later. Maybe he knew it intuitively.

Crazy to think we used to hang out with Jaimoe all the time back then- he played at our frat house a bunch of times, too- and we appreciated the privilege, but not nearly enough.

Now that's a great rock photographer at work. The imagery of the photo tells you something about the band.

Those steel rails -- sorta like some serious blues slide guitar.