Review by Colonel DavidIt was still daylight when I wandered into Hudson's Spotty Dog, as the bands were dragging their amplifiers in, squeezing past the…
Hubert Sumlin was the real thing.
It was 2003, and I was playing guitar in Savoy Brown, and we were playing the Buffalo Niagara Guitar Festival at the…
No day but today.It was last July when I got an email inquiring if I'd be interested in playing the guitar in a play in New York City. Called "Without…
