An After-Evening with Peter Cook

I NEVER drop names!! BUT Jimi Hendrix once told me..."Brother...if you've hung out with the cat...then tell EVERYONE!"

I got to my TV show called Hey Hey It's Saturday early one time and accidentally wandered into the Green Room (bar) there was THE Peter Cook himself! sitting all alone and looking like a mudskip in a desert. The bar was locked! So... I para-diddled that for him (I’m a drummer) and told him I was the Official Channel 9 Bar-Person (in leather jacket dirty jeans and 10 day growth) And I poured him and me a large quadruple in coffee mugs. And sat quietly---until such a time. One thing I learned early in the game is NEVER tell jokes to superior comedians... He started…he was funny of course and when he finally paused I asked him if he had ever driven the Outback of Australia? ''Yes…I saw SAND!! Red fekking sand !! for three days, then we drove back and saw SAND! More SAND!'' After that TV show finished we went down to Len Thompson's Co

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I NEVER drop names!! BUT Jimi Hendrix once told me ..."Brother...if you've hung out with the cat...then tell EVERYONE!"

I got to my TV show called Hey Hey Satddy early one time and accidentally wandered into the Green Room (bar) .

there was THE Peter Cook himself! sitting all alone and looking like a mudskip in a desert. The bar was locked! So... I para-diddled that for him (I’m a drummer) and told him I was the Official Channel 9 Bar-Person (in leather jacket dirty jeans and 10 day growth). And I poured him and me a large quadruple in coffee mugs. And sat quietly---untill such a time. One thing I learnt early in the game is NEVER tell jokes to superior comedians... He started…he was funny of course and when he finally paused. I asked him if he had ever driven the Outback of Australia? ''Yes…I have! and I saw SAND!! Red fekking sand !! for three fekking days, then we drove back and saw SAND! More SAND!'' After that TV show finished we went down

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Thank you all our Italian, Greek, Lebanese, East Asian and Sri Lankan friends!! For bringing us the good tucker, (food) and some mighty fine swear words too.



My best friend at primary Nun’s school was Dominico Vespucci and he was the first real Italian I had ever met too. His front yard was all concrete and somehow they grew tomatoes out of it. His lounge room had more JMJ’s than the bloody church did (JMJ’s= Jesuses Marys and Josephs ie Santaria)



Our very Holy school, The Reverend Church of The Bleeding Gums of Jesus had a roll-call that read like an Irish-Italian fone book.

Our dear pretty friend Loretta Vespucci used to call her dad 'Mr Woggo' She had to call home if she wanted to ‘stay out a bit later’ and when she rang up she would say “Hi Dad it’s me Loretta’’ ‘’Loretta ---she notta home-ah’’ “Dad!! It’s ME! Loretta!” “I tell you!! She’s a notta home-ah!! hahahaha everytime!” ...

I’m gonna do an article on the Jacksons!! And here it is!



The Australian Jackson 5.
For all of my musical professional jazz rock reggae starring drum career I’ve had it all, except the one the one thing I wanted the most. An article on ME!! A story on my jazz drumming the affable giant, the Leonard Feather of Australia, his benevolence, the IRREPRESSIBLE Adrian Jackson.
Adrian is now Grand Honcho at the Wangaratta jazz festival and he also pens his learned jazz-tomes with Australia's lliberated Music press in ‘Rhythms Magazine’ www.rhythms.com.AU, And yep … the one the one thing I wanted the most. It never appeared -- an article on Moi him or his stately sister Andra 'Croc Hunter' Jackson or his horn blowing brother Martin, Cos I’m SUCH a good drummer. “If ya can’t swing with Dezzy, ya can’t play’’ …Brian Brown
But here we are, forty years later and ‘not a hyphen’ did I get…
SO..
I’m gonna do an article on the Jacksons!!...

NAT ADDERLEY comes to Melbourne

Nat Adderley Jnr is famous for producing 90’s Soul Star Luther Vandross, AND His daddy was Nat Adderley Snr the Brother of Julian Cannonball Adderley and top ten on the Trumpet and Cornet.

This is sayin’ SMOMETHIN’ cos Cannon was the 2^nd greatest alto sax man ever after Bird, and his brand of jazz was ‘Soul inflicted’ hence a wider, even hipper audience. We was so hip we was ‘Hep’!

Brother Nat 1^st graced us with ‘The Presence’ in Melbourne in 1981 to conduct a ‘jazz clinic’ (I love that phrase – we all fully sick) and he got my attention praising my drumming, which is the way to get a drummers attention girls and bouys! He selected me for his Quartet and a got to spend a week with this gentle, cool as a fridge, non stop rapper-raver. YEP! Brother Nat can talk the wheels off a bus -- under water with a mouth full of marbles and like a true great ‘dad n daver’ he was never ever boring. He was...

BACK TO MY ROOTS. After seven years in the Far East, mainly in Beautiful Bali, Lombok, Laos, Big China and some of the little ones like Macau and Hong Kong I decided to return to Australia, visit me dear old Irish Mammy and have a chat with my blank manager about his and hers excessive fees and ‘wrong’ exchange rates.

A taxi fare from Tullamarine Airport to Spencer St trains and buses was a week’s pay and Spencer St was now called Southern Cross. Why wasn’t I told?! I took the bus. It was $12. In Bali it wooda been $1.20..Ah well… Urban Australia has the cleanest dunnies in the world after Switzerland and Luxembourg. As I waddled down the ramp for the bus to train bit of the Southern Cross Station I was assaulted a wave of people in black. It was 8:37AM and they were going to work. They didn’t see me. They tried to walk right thru me, but I am sort of big and strong and qualified and my luggage was sort of huge and shin-high!! I had learnt some politeness in the F...

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PETER TOSH’S ‘’WORD SOUND AND POWER’’

IN LEO’S SPAGHETTI BAR StKILDA
Too Rack and Ruin Times Dezzy’s Blog Featured Writer In 1983 Peter Tosh and his MIGHTY ‘Word Sound and Power’ Band came to Australia. My Afri-Cool Afro Caribbean band of Randy and Jah-Roots was chosen for the support act and we got to meet the Great prophet, Bob Marley’s first Singing Partner, and we ‘hanged out’ MARN!! After the concert at The Myer Music Bowl summa da Brederen graced us with their presence at our very humble gig at ‘The St Kilda Inn’ a Polynesian ‘respite’ near Acland St. (Brother Peter declined as he is very anti-alcohol). Later we were hungry so we took our eminent guests for a snack. We chose Leo’s Spaghetti Bar in Fitzroy St, mainly because it was open Rastafarians are vegetarian as a Religious default and some Rastas are Vegan and a lot of Jamaican lads I have met like to ‘debate about it’!! Some of the Rastas wanted fish!! Why do vegetarians eat fish? .. ’...

Greetings and Love, I and I just had free 'journalistics re-vamp up-grade I -Self lessons from St Michael Pacholli, ^{(ed: just a very naughty boy mate!)} I been on a 'pewter' since 1987, but dem geeks keep up-dating on me!!

I a started as Musician-Journalist in 1969 age 14 for 2 reasons.



1: The Press kept shit-bagging my Band and



2: ''They'' Rob menzies and his nasty party non-Liberals were sending my school buddies to the War in Vietnam and some adem was comin home with bits missing or not comin home at all....so bang the drum loudly, march for peace and write about it we did...and 44 years later we still doin it.......TBC to be continuated IE:-more 2 come -- long story

I in Africaaaaaa again

DezzytheDrum...

This was sent to me by my good friend, Dezzy McKenna. It was a yarn for me, but I loved it so much I asked him if I could post it, and he agreed.

So this is 'The Yarn About Baltimore Guitarist O'Donel Levy' as told by Aussie Drumming Legend, Dezzy McKenna.

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