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A Record Swap at Ground Zero for Choice Vinyl

Memphis is a record-lovers town if there ever was one. Maybe it’s the city’s storied history, and the megatons of vinyl that originated here. Maybe it’s due to the rich subculture of thrift stores and estate sales, so ripe for bin scavenging. Or it could be the high per-capita density of musicians, who tend to favor the rich sound of analog. For whatever reason, and probably all of them, we have an embarrassment of riches when it comes to records stores, with three top-notch shops in midtown alone.

But the availability of vinyl is about to increase exponentially over the weekend. The Soulsville Record Swap this Saturday, June 17, will bring together local record dealers and others from as far away as Louisiana, Alabama, Georgia, Virginia, New York, and Minnesota. Hosted by the Stax Museum of American Soul Music, in collaboration with Goner Records, music lovers can expect crates upon crates of vinyl, from the common to the ultra-rare. DJ’s will spin their favorite platters, and food trucks from Arepa 901, Sandwiches & More, and MemPops will be right outside, making this an event worth seeing and hearing even if you don’t buy any wax at all. The event is free, though any early birds seeking that rare copy of The Worms can pay $10 to be the first in the door at 10:00.

And if you want to warm up to the event, there’s a pre-swap party at the Memphis Made Tap Room on Friday, where you can hob-nob with fellow enthusiasts. That’s where one can often learn a thing or two. And to keep the conversation flowing, Memphis Made has crafted a special brew, Hop Swap, which will be on tap and in carry-out bombers. Goner DJ’s will be manning the turntables as well. Here’s a little ’45 to get you in the mood…maybe you’ll find a copy for yourself.

A Record Swap at Ground Zero for Choice Vinyl

Soulsville Record Swap will be held at the Stax Museum of American Soul Music, 926 E. McLemore Ave. (in the Stax Music Academy Building next door), 11:00-4:00 p.m., free admission; 10:00 a.m. early bird entry for $10.00.

Pre-swap party is at Memphis Made Tap Room, 768 S. Cooper St., 7:00 p.m., free admission.

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Music Video Monday: The Staple Singers

Music Video Monday is proud to be a Memphian today. 

In the wake of the police killings of Philadro Castille in St. Paul and Alton Sterling in Baton Rouge, and the mass shooting of police officers in Dallas, Black Lives Matter protests have turned into violent confrontations all over the country. Last night in Memphis, when BLM protestors set out to shut down the Hernando de Soto bridge over the Mississippi, the events of the spring of 1968 loomed large over their actions. On March 28 of that year, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. led a march downtown in support of the Sanitation Workers strike that ended in a violent riot. When Dr. King returned a week later to lead a second, hopefully peaceful march, he was assassinated, and the city—not to mention the world—was never the same.

But last night was different. There were no arrests, no violent confrontations. The protestors exercised their First Amendment rights to peaceably assemble and seek redress of their grievances with their government, and the police response–which included Interim Police Chief Michael Rallings marching arm in arm with the protestors as they cleared the bridge—was exemplary. These Memphians were determined to set an example for America and the world. This protest that could have ended in violence, recrimination, and division has instead brought us together and focused our attention on the problems of racial disparity in law enforcement. This one incident is not going to automagically solve the deep racial and economic divisions of our city, but maybe, just maybe, we took a step towards putting the ghosts of ’68 to rest. 

On August 20, 1972, the stars of Stax played a massive outdoor concert in the Los Angeles Colesium to call attention to the still-unhealed scars of riots that had occurred in that city’s Watts neighborhood seven years earlier. In this clip from David L. Wolper and Marty Stewart’s documentary Wattstax, Pops Staples leads his family and a crowd of 112,000 in song. The power of “Respect Yourself” echoes across the decades, and we’re sending it out to all the brave women and men on the bridge who showed our country a way forward. 

Music Video Monday: The Staple Singers

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Remembering Wayne Jackson of the Memphis Horns

Wayne Jackson.

Wayne Jackson, a member of the Memphis Horns and the Mar-Keys, passed away last night due to congestive heart failure. He was 74 years old. Jackson was an integral figure at Stax Records in the ’60s before leaving the studio and forming the Memphis Horns with Andrew Love.

The duo went on to play on hits for big name stars like Elvis Presley, and James Taylor (among MANY others), and won a Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award in 2012 before Love passed away later that year.

Amy Jackson released the following statement yesterday on her husband’s Facebook page: 

“Tonight I lost my husband and best friend to congestive heart failure. Wayne and I shared 25 magical and amazing years together. He was a beautiful soul who touched the world with his trumpet. As we mourn his passing, we also celebrate his incredible musical legacy, which he leaves us with.

God gave him a gift, and he used it to the fullest. As he said in his 2012 acceptance speech for the Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award, “It’s been a dance of love between me and that trumpet.” He loved his family, his friends and his fans the world over. Tonight raise a toast to a life well-lived.” 

There are no memorial service details at this time, but listen to the Mar-Keys classic below, and take a moment for what has been a tough two weeks for the greater Memphis music scene.

Remembering Wayne Jackson of the Memphis Horns

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The Soulsville Record Swap at Stax

This Saturday afternoon, Goner Records and the Stax Museum will host the Soulsville Record Swap, a giant swap meet featuring albums, 45s, music memorabilia, and everything in between. Goner Records has been hosting a record swap for the past three years, but co-owner Zac Ives said this is the first time that Stax has gotten in on the action.

“The new director over at Stax reached out about six months ago, and this is one of the things we discussed doing right away,” Ives said.

“We were both really excited to work together, and we have some other things planned for the future.”

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Ives said that vendors are coming from as far as Seattle to sell records this Saturday and that all vendor spots have been filled. In addition to awesome music memorabilia from Memphis and beyond, the Soulsville Record Swap will feature food trucks from Central BBQ and Hot Mess Burritos. The Stax Museum will also be selling deeply discounted CDs, books, apparel, and more. Admission for the event is $5, unless you want to get in an hour before everyone else (10 a.m.), in which case the cost of admission is $10.

“All of our record swaps in the past have been great, and working with Stax is going to make this event our biggest one yet,” Ives said.

Because no Goner-related event is complete without a pre-party and an after-party, there will be both. The pre-party goes down on Friday at Memphis Made Brewery from 7 to 10 p.m., and the after party will be at the Goner Records store from 7 to 10 p.m. as well. Both parties will feature DJs that have yet to be announced.

If you’re a fan of Memphis music (you better be), there’s no better place to spend your Saturday afternoon.

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Terry Manning On photographing MLK, Recording with Chris Bell, and Being Stabbed by Stevie Nicks

Though his own early recordings are highly regarded by critics and collectors, Terry Manning‘s best known for the records he’s made as a music engineer and producer working with artists like the Staples Singers, ZZ Top, Isaac Hayes, and Led Zeppelin. Before cofounding the storied Compass Point recording studio in the Bahamas, Manning spent time in Memphis, working with both Stax and Ardent, and he can spin terrific yarns about things like the time he walked into Chips Moman’s American Studios on Danny Thomas to discover grown men chasing a rat around the room swinging electric guitars like clubs. Manning’s also a dedicated photographer and has been since the 1960s. “Scientific Evidence of Life on Earth During Two Millennia,” an exhibit of urban landscapes mixed with images from his long and storied career opens at Stax this week. He’s also playing concerts at Stax, the Hard Rock Cafe on Beale, and an intimate showcase in “Elvis’ Living Room” on Audubon, in conjunction with Rhodes College’s Mike Curb Institute for Music.

Memphis Flyer: I want to talk music, of course. But your photography is the bigger mystery for me. You’ve obviously been shooting for a long time, but was your first exhibit really last year? What brought about the move from serious hobbyist to what you’re doing now?

Terry Manning: About five or six years ago another music friend from Boston who’s the head of the photography department at MIT called me up. I’d let a couple of my pictures go into some magazines. Like I have Dusty Springfield sitting with Tom Dowd when they were recording Dusty in Memphis. That got into Mojo magazine. So my friend called up and said, “Look, I know you take these photos. I know you mentioned you have some of Martin Luther King. We need to do a show. I said, “Sure!” Then I’d always go back to music. On to the next album and the next album. Finally he called back and said this exhibit was never going to happen. Well, he said “never.” So I started going through thousands of pictures and getting things I thought might work.

And it was a big success. Great reviews. Tons of attention.

It got so much coverage online with Facebook and Twitter and social media that people started calling and asking, “Can we do the show?” I got a phone call from China from a bunch of the principles with Hard Rock Café. They are building a lot of new hotels. Very exclusive, five-star hotels where they want more things going on than just butts in beds. They want lots of opportunities for experience and one thing they wanted was art galleries. They’d seen this online and asked if they could get my show to open their galleries when they come on line. I said, “Sounds great.”

You mentioned the King photographs, which are incredible.How did that opportunity come about?

Al Bell was a friend of Dr. King’s and of course at Stax we were all involved in the Civil Rights feelings if not being actual protesters. Stax was such an island of racial harmony in a time and place where that shouldn’t have been. It was wonderful to be around Stax where nobody cared what color you were or what religion you were or anything like that. All that mattered was what kind of person you were and what kind of music you made.

Did Al Bell make the introduction?

Al had been a DJ in Washington and was quite well known there. And he’d been friends with Dr. King and Jesse Jackson and Ralph Abernathy and all the people involved in the movement. So you could occasionally be the Stax offices on Union Ext. and see him walking down the hall. He was so charismatic and just exuded goodness. So what happened was, I just bought a new car. It was one of the first cars I bought with my own money without my dad helping me. Actually John Fry helped. But I got a brand-new Ford Fairlane. It was wine red. I’d told Al Bell about it, so he called up one morning and said, “I know you’ve got that car and we need people to go to the airport because Dr. King’s coming in, and he’s got a lot of people with him.” Of course King had been back-and-forth with a whole “I Am a Man,” march that was going on with the sanitation workers. I wasn’t chauffeuring Dr. King or anything, but I went and he was just coming off the plane when I got there. Him and Ralph Abernathy and the whole crew— all of the people involved in the movement. And then bunch of newsmen came up. l had one of my cameras with me. In this case I think it was a Nikon SLR. So I thought, “Heck, why not take some photos?” I took 13 shots. All my pictures are literally normal focal length. I don’t use telephoto lenses or crop pictures. What you see is all from my viewpoint. So I had my camera literally in his face. In a couple of the shots his face takes up the full frame. Just inches away. You can see the stubble on face or where he may have nicked himself shaving. Stuff you don’t see normally. I took those, then I got a couple of bags and drove to the Lorraine Motel and everybody got out. And then I drove on to Ardent out on National for a session. Then that night I went down for Dr. King’s speech at the church — what turned out to be the, “I have been to the mountaintop” speech. And there was a terrible storm going on. It was lightning and thundering. Really electric.


 “One day she’d had enough. Couldn’t stand any more of me being a pestering little idiot, I guess. So she leaned around, took her pencil and jammed it right into my leg. Right into my right knee. And a piece of lead that broke off in there. I still see it every day, right under the skin.”

So those were all taken the day before he was assassinated. I didn’t think there were any pictures from that period we hadn’t seen already.

Nobody knew what to do. I told Al I had these photos. He said maybe we should get them to Time magazine or something because they’re really historic. But I never felt right about it. So I put everything in a box and until this last August. So for 47-years nobody saw them.

And now they’re back at Stax. A literal homecoming for you and these photographs.

Such a homecoming. I’m really kind of in shock doing all of this.

Terry Manning On photographing MLK, Recording with Chris Bell, and Being Stabbed by Stevie Nicks

 I’ve got to be honest. There’s so much I want to ask you about music I don’t know where to begin. That Texas rock scene where you get your start with Bobby Fuller is underappreciated, I think. But you’ve really surfed the wave of rock-and-roll working with Isaac Hayes, the Staples Singers, Led Zeppelin, ZZ Top — even Iron Maiden. I wish there was a question in there, but I’m hoping you can maybe share personal high points.

Mostly, it always seems to me, like I’ve been very lucky in the places I’ve been and the times I was in them. Such as being at that airport when Dr. King came in. For instance, when I was in junior high school, the girl in front of me in homeroom was really, really cute. I mean I really had a crush on her. Probably my first real crush. But I didn’t know how to deal with girls, and to be honest still don’t. So I’d poke at her, or pull her pigtail if she had one, or whatever. Just stuff. You know, thinking maybe she’ll notice me. One day she’d had enough. Couldn’t stand any more of me being a pestering little idiot, I guess. So she leaned around, took her pencil and jammed it right into my leg. Right into my right knee. And a piece of lead that broke off in there. I still see it every day, right under the skin.

“I’ve always seen myself as a sponge. Imagine a very young teenager sitting in with Steve Cropper, and Willie Mitchell, Teeney Hodges, and Bobby Fuller.”

You know, I have the same story. I think most guys probably carry a piece of lead from failed early flirting experiments.

Well, shortly after she stabbed me, the teacher announced that we were having a class party and that it would be a dance. Every boy in the class was supposed to ask a girl to go with him, and the parents would chaperone. We’d all be learning manners, and ballroom dancing or whatever. So I asked the girl in front of me whose name was Stephanie. She was still new and didn’t really know anybody because she was an army brat. El Paso’s got a big army base with lots of military. Anyway, she said okay and we went to the dance. Dad took us. Mom spent the whole week before teaching me how to dance and it was so embarrassing. So awful. Because musicians don’t dance, anyway. And I knew immediately I didn’t like to dance.

So we went to the dance and Bobby Fuller happened to be playing. And we tried. But the girl said, “I don’t really like dancing.” And then I said, “I REALLY don’t like it. Would you mind sitting over here on these chairs in the corner while I go try to sit in with the band.” Because I’d been banging away on a guitar. And I loved Bobby Fuller and hadn’t met him yet. He was quite a bit older, but he was kind and sweet and come the break he said band could go but, “Me and my new friend Terry are going to do a couple of songs.” So, for my class I did “Peggy Sue,” and “Donna.” We both had Strats and Bobby accompanied me. Now here’s the thing.The girl got in a band later too and changed her name from Stephanie to Stevie Nicks. She was my first date. How lucky is that? There was Bobby Fuller and me and Stevie Nicks together in a room doing or listening to music at one time. Just a freaky coincidence. So, to me so much seems like luck. I guess I have some talent at music and whatever. But a whole lot of any of this is just getting up early, working hard, and doing a good job, and meeting people, and making friends. Turned into an incredible journey.

Terry Manning

Dusty in Memphis


But you and she have never worked together, have you?

We have but… See, I didn’t know for a while that Stevie Nicks was her. I remember seeing that first Buckingham Nicks album where she’s almost partially nude on cover. The second I saw that, I fell in love. I fell in love with the album cover. There was just an attraction. But I didn’t realize it was the same girl. We did indeed work together on a record by a guy named Rick Vito. He was in Fleetwood Mac after Lindsey Buckingham left. He got Stevie to sing. By that time I realized it was her, of course, but we didn’t talk about it at all. I’d love to do that some day though.

You’ve been making your own music again, which is a good thing in my opinion. Was the time just right?

You have to make a living. You keep working, keep working, keep working. You get into music to do what you want in it. You love music. You love playing music. You love writing, or singing. And that’s what you want to do. In my first year I didn’t think, “I’ll become an engineer and a producer.” It was about writing songs and singing and playing, and whatever. Then other things take over. And it paid me pretty well and it was alright, and it was able to get me through life. And I was able to have houses and do the stuff you do. So, at that point, if you stop to do the things you want to do for you, you’re depriving your family part of their livelihood while you have fun and experiment. So it becomes a job rather than fun, although it is a fun job. But my wife had passed away, and I just got to a point where I was like, “I don’t have to work all day, every day every month of every year.” And we closed Compass Point in Nassau. So I said, I’m taking two weeks or four weeks for me. I’m not taking a job, I am the job. I don’t know if other people will like what I do, and it’s really not important if they do. If they do, great. Of not, I like it so there. I just got to a point in life where— It’s like the guy in Boston bringing up the photo thing and then saying it was never going to happen. Well, everything’s, “never.” Everything’s finite. There’s an end to all of this, and this isn’t all I was meant to do. So let’s do that. 

Terry Manning On photographing MLK, Recording with Chris Bell, and Being Stabbed by Stevie Nicks (2)

Which is great. I was listening to your recording of “Savoy Truffle” right before this interview, with that crazy Moog intro from before many people had even heard of synthesizers. And it made me think about Jim Dickinson for some reason. He’d worked on everybody else’s projects for his entire life, but had so very little that was just his. Then one day all of that changed. He started recording his own material and putting out records fast. And it was all great because you could hear his thing, but you could hear all the places he’d been musically. And then I think about your early stuff and all the artists you’ve worked with since. You’ve got to take away a little bit from all that, don’t you?

Oh yeah, I’ve always seen myself as a sponge. Imagine a very young teenager sitting in with Steve Cropper, and Willie Mitchell, Teenie Hodges, and Bobby Fuller. I met Robert Moog in 1968 and he taught me synthesis. I remember feeling like a sponge then and making sure I was taking it all in. I had guitar lessons with Jimmy Page. Stuff that most people don’t get. I was so lucky. Specifically, I thought in the front of my mind, “watch this, learn this, absorb this.” You do soak it up.

Guitar lessons with Jimmy Page. Of course. Did that happen when you were working on Led Zeppelin III?

No it was backstage at Yardbird shows. I’d ask, “How did you do this?” And he’d get a guitar and teach me little things. Not long lessons but tricks, and how he did things.

Was he a patient teacher? I require very patient teachers.

Jimmy was very patient. Teenie Hodges I’d get from sitting right in front of him in sessions. I’d sit right on the floor and just look at his hands.

I’ve got to play fanboy for a minute. You played a cover of Chris Bell’s “I Am the Cosmos” at the Hi-Tone a few years back that really stands out as one of the most magical performances I’ve ever seen in Memphis. Here’s this performance of a song I never expected to hear live, and it was incredible. After it happened I didn’t believe it had happened. That it could have happened. 

You know, it’s funny. Several people have said almost those exact same things about that performance. But during it… whew. First of all, I was really channeling Chris. It was the first public acknowledgement or anything I’d ever done of Chris, and he was my best friend for 10-years. I told a little story before about how he asked me to finish a real recording of the song for him. Because what we know as “I Am the Cosmos” is just a demo. He really swallowed his pride. I got him started at Ardent. Got him started on my early solo stuff. Brought him into the Ardent fold and into John Fry’s world and everything. Mentored him for years, as did John. Then we had a big fight at a time when he’d gone a little off kilter. He was burning tapes and trying to blow everything up. And he had a fight with me. We literally had a fistfight. “I’m doing everything on my own,” he said. “I don’t need you or anybody,” and he went off to Europe. So, anyway, he’d come back and he knew “Cosmos” was great just like he knew #1 Record was great. It depressed him so much that #1 Record never made it at the time. And he doesn’t know it ever made it. But he knew “Cosmos” was great and he knew it was his next best chance. And he’d done it two or three times. Some of it at Abbey Road. Some of it other places. He’d asked me to do hand claps over the solo in the version that we know, which is the late last version. So we went into Ardent B and overdubbed some hand claps, just him and me. He had already apologized for some horrible things he’d said, and I told him, “No problem, man. It’s okay. We’re friends, we’ll get through anything.” So he asked me to help him re-record it because it never sounded technically great. It was kind of mushy, although I love it and I’m not putting it down at all. But it wasn’t what Chris had envisioned sonically. So I said I’d be honored to do it, but I was working on a ZZ album and it was probably going to be 2 or 3 months before I really had time. Of course he died before we ever got to do that. And so that got me very emotional that night at the Hi-Tone. I told some of that story while I was strumming “Cosmos” in D-minor so nobody would know what it was. Then I went to major which is probably part of what made it pop up. During the performance of it, especially the guitar solo, I remember looking over at Steve Selvidge, and he looked like Chris with his long curly hair and a bit of a beard. And I was freaking out. It was like it really was Chris over there, and it had me emotional.

Terry Manning

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Terry Manning’s “Scientific Evidence of Life on Earth During Two Millennia” at Stax

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Terry Manning’s best known for the records he’s made as a music engineer and producer working with artists like the Staples Singers, ZZ Top, and Led Zeppelin. Before cofounding the storied Compass Point recording studio in the Bahamas, Manning spent time in Memphis, working with both Stax and Ardent studios, and he can spin terrific yarns about things like dating Stevie Nicks before she was Stevie Nicks or the time he walked into Chips Moman’s American Studios on Danny Thomas to discover grown men chasing a rat around the room. Manning’s also a dedicated photographer and has been since the 1960s. “It’s as much a part of my mind or soul as music,” he says.

Manning’s back in Memphis this week to perform a concert at the Hard Rock Cafe on Beale and more intimate shows at Stax and in “Elvis’ Living Room” on Audubon, in conjunction with Rhodes College’s Mike Curb Institute for Music. He will also open his photography exhibit “Scientific Evidence of Life on Earth During Two Millennia” at Stax. The exhibit showcases Manning’s urban landscapes alongside portraits of people he’s known and worked with, ranging from British soul diva Dusty Springfield to civil rights hero Martin Luther King Jr.

“Stax was such an island of racial harmony,” Manning says, recalling how he took a series of 13 extreme close-ups of MLK on the day before he was assassinated. Manning had just purchased a brand new wine-red Ford Fairlane with some assistance from Ardent Studios founder, John Fry. Stax’s operations director Al Bell called one morning hoping Manning might drive his new car to the airport to help transport King and his entourage to the Lorraine Motel.

Terry Manning’s photography exhibit at the Stax Museum through June 30th. opening reception March 12th from 6-8 p.m. Free.

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Respect the Hustle

Memphis runs deep in my blood. The city gave me a life, a career, a passionate resolve, and a school-of-hard-knocks education in music and business. I learned what it means to hustle. And I learned quickly that those with no hustle are destined to fail — talent, contacts, and pedigree be damned. In the long run, it’s the strength of your hustle that separates the meek from the mighty!

I’ve been thinking a lot about Memphis music recently and trying to figure out the best way to share my unique insight and address the issues and opportunities surrounding the Memphis & Shelby County Music Commission (MSCMC). This not a personal attack on the staff, board, or leadership of the commission. It is an educated opinion from someone who is passionately committed to seeing Memphis succeed.

In 2003, I was recruited to run business development and community relations for the MSCMC.

It was my great honor and privilege to get asked to work on behalf of and advocate for the creative community. I was tasked with developing educational initiatives and cross-platform marketing programs to empower the community with a hands-on ethic for the business of music and to shine a light so the world could know about the second coming of Memphis music.

I don’t remember when I met Christopher Reyes, but I do recall thinking how lucky I was to have someone with that kind of award-winning creative chops, digital savvy, and passion to tell the story of Memphis’ local music scene. I recognized the artist in him early on and knew that harnessing that creative energy would take some time and finesse, but it was so worth it! In my estimation, there was not then, nor is there now, another creative force in Memphis like Reyes and the team at Live From Memphis (LFM). Their commitment to Memphis music should be seen as a model for entrepreneurial, creative, and civic engagement. Allowing LFM to shut its doors was Memphis’ biggest industry loss since Stax shut down. (Bold statement, I know.) But, tell me, who is telling — and selling — Memphis’ musical story now? Not the MSCMC, that’s for sure.

Have you seen the MSCMC website? Sweet placement on the MySpace link! You either still believe that’s relevant, or you haven’t updated your site since 2006. Not having some sort of relevant online presence in 2015 represents a huge failure by the MSCMC. Without a vibrant website, how effective can their programs be in creating awareness or revenue for local artists and music entrepreneurs? It’s going to take more than local showcases to move the needle.

I believe the commission should be an organization that: 1) works to provide meaningful and actionable insight and best practices for the business of music; 2) is a global advocate for Memphis’ creative community and music entrepreneurs; 3) is a strategic leader and business-development champion for Memphis’ creative community.

Memphis doesn’t need the commission to fix the local scene. Local musicians and music businesspeople are scrappy enough to figure things out on their own. If the commission would allocate resources to projects and initiatives that give local artists, entrepreneurs, and everyone else the opportunity to work smarter in their business and reap the benefits of a world-class marketing campaign, what a testament to the creative power of investing in a creative community that would be!

The commission needs to understand its effectiveness comes from empowering the community around them. Respect their hustle, and they will love you; disrespect it, and you no longer deserve to represent them.

If the choice were mine to make, I would remove ineffective programs like Memphis Music Monday, First Fridays Rock, Memphis Music Revealed TV, and Generation Next and reallocate those budgets (and additional operating capital) toward programs such as a music business educational initiative (monthly or quarterly); a Marketing Memphis Music campaign (a social and event-focused campaign to help support a “Memphis as a musical mecca” message); a “Gig Swap” initiative with sister music cities such as Austin, New Orleans, Chicago, Nashville, St. Louis, Oxford, and others.

I believe these simple changes could make a difference in the lives of this music community. I hope the MSCMC recognizes and embraces the hustle that’s right under their noses.

Wayne Leeloy is a former Memphian now living in Nashville. He is head of Brand Partnerships & Digital Strategy for G7 Entertainment Marketing.

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Rockin’ the Halls

“I have gladly given my life to Memphis music, and it has given me back a hundred-fold. It has been my fortune to know truly great men and hear the music of the spheres. May we all meet again at the end of the trail.” — Excerpted from the last words of Jim Dickinson.

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The ceiling of the hallway leading to the museum’s second-floor space is lined with guitars that point the way to the exhibits.

Jim Dickinson liked to “watch shit rot.” Those are Dickinson’s own colorful words, of course. The storied producer, musician, Memphis Music Hall of Fame inductee, and provocateur, always placed “decomposition” at the heart of his personal aesthetic. He believed you could hear the sounds of decay in the songs he recorded with Alex Chilton and Big Star. You could see it represented visually in the paintings he labored over, then left outdoors for nature to complete.

Until very recently, visitors to Dickinson’s Zebra Ranch recording studio, were encouraged to touch a broken-down piano decomposing in the yard. In its former life, the crumbling instrument, propped up on cinder blocks like some old jalopy and covered in filth and leaves, had belonged to the Stax recording studio. It was in the building when Isaac Hayes and David Porter were songwriting partners cranking out hits like “Soul Man,” and “Wrap it Up.” It was there when Booker T. and the MG’s was the Stax house band, and when Otis Redding wrote “(Sittin’ On) The Dock of the Bay.”

Dickinson’s widow, Mary Lindsay Dickinson, says some people understood her husband’s fondness for decay. It also made a lot of people angry to see a beautiful piece of music history left out in the weather to fall apart.

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Jim Dickinson’s piano detail.

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Jim Dickinson’s piano

John Doyle, executive director of the Memphis Rock ‘n’ Soul Museum, describes what’s left of the old Stax piano as, “a piece of Jim Dickinson’s soul.” He says it’s a perfect example of the kinds of things a visitor can expect to find on display at the Memphis Memphis Music Hall of Fame museum, which opens for business this week at the corner of Second and Beale, in a cozy two-story space nestled between the newly relocated Hard Rock Cafe and Lansky Bros. Clothier to the King. The exhibits are primarily on the second floor, where the Lansky brothers once stored their formal wear. It’s the place where Johnny Cash was taken after he came to Bernard Lansky brandishing a Prince Albert tobacco tin, wanting to buy a black frock coat just like the prince’s. “That may be the beginning of the ‘Man in Black,”‘ Doyle speculates.
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John Doyle, Executive director of the Memphis Music Hall of Fame, shows off a few of the museum’s treasures including Jerry Lee Lewis’ Cadillac, Johnny Cash’s black suit, and an original Elvis jumpsuit.

Although the two museums share administrative staff, the Memphis Music Hall of Fame isn’t Memphis Rock ‘n’ Soul Museum Jr. The latter Smithsonian-affiliated museum, located in the FedExForum, has been telling the story of Memphis music for the past 15 years. The Memphis Music Hall of Fame has only been inducting members since 2012. Its new brick-and-mortar facility will give visitors a chance to spend some digitally interactive quality time with the legendary heroes of Memphis music.
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A customized emblem on Jerry Lee Lewis’ Cadillac.

“I asked myself, if I had the opportunity to hang out with the musicians we’re inducting each year, what would that cocktail party be like?” Doyle says, explaining his vision for the Hall of Fame exhibit. “I’m pretty sure it would not look like the Smithsonian. It would probably be weird. So we’re positioning the Memphis Music Hall of Fame as a museum where our exhibits are as outrageous as our inductees.”
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John Doyle, executive director of the Memphis Music Hall of Fame, discusses the layout of a large case with Pam Parham, director of operations.

That explains decorative touches like a ceiling hung with St. Blues guitars and the full-sized piano suspended upside down and transformed into an enormous light fixture. That’s also the philosophy behind both Dickinson’s decomposing keyboard, and a lifelike python built to accompany Larry Dodson’s costumes in the eye-popping Bar-Kays exhibit.
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John Doyle, executive director of the Memphis Music Hall of Fame, stands art the top of the stairs where a glowing piano stands in for a traditional light fixture.

“In Europe, they’re protecting Rembrandts,” Doyle says. “In Memphis, we’re protecting a pink shorts set with a cape that Rufus Thomas wore at WattStax. It is the funkiest-looking thing ever. But in Memphis it becomes an art museum treasure.”

Additional treasures collected in the Hall of Fame include an acoustic guitar that belonged to Memphis street sweeper and blues legend Furry Lewis. The well-documented guitar is on loan from a North Dakota collector, as is the original guitar case on which Lewis painted his name.

The seeds that grew into the Memphis Music Hall of Fame were planted in 2007, when Doyle asked his Rock ‘n’ Soul board to brainstorm new ways for the museum to enhance its mission to tell the Memphis music story and grow beyond the walls of the FedExForum. It was Memphis Convention & Visitors Bureau President Kevin Kane who first suggested the idea of opening a hall of fame. The concept was an immediate hit, although nobody seemed to know for sure what form such an entity might take. “It could be a chicken dinner we have every year, with special performances and trophies,” Doyle says. “It might be a public art installation somewhere downtown. Or a comprehensive website with music and pictures.” Doyle thought a new off-site exhibit would be cost-prohibitive. Then, about a week after the hall’s first induction ceremony, Memphis Mayor A C Wharton approached the Rock ‘n’ Soul director with news that Beale Street’s Hard Rock Cafe was moving from its original location on the eastern stretch of Beale, into the old Lansky’s building. The club, Wharton said, was looking to partner with a museum.

“As the executive director, my heart sank,” Doyle jokes. “I could tell this was going to mean a lot of work.” With nearly six million visitors annually, Beale Street is Tennessee’s largest tourist destination, and although it’s home to the W.C. Handy House and Museum, there’s no visitor center where people can find out about the Memphis Zoo or the Stax Museum of American Soul Music or the newly opened Blues Hall of Fame on South Main or anything else.

“We felt like we could assist in doing all that by having a presence here,” Doyle says. Between the licensing appropriate music and photos and the hiring of top-notch music writers and designers, the Memphis Music Hall of Fame’s website was costing the Rock ‘n’ Soul museum $90,000 a year. “That’s a good-size burden for a not-for-profit museum,” Doyle says. “Fortunately, because of our relationship with the Memphis Grizzlies and because of our location at the FedExForum, we’ve been able to sustain that and grow our mission outside the walls they provide for us.”

Even in a tourist-rich zone like Beale Street, that kind of “assist” might not sound like a big deal. But Memphis music tourism is already on the rise and Elvis Presley’s Graceland Public Relations Director Kevin Kern thinks the new Hall of Fame will only help to promote that upward trend. “[It] will add to our story, while expanding the list of options for the traveler to keep them in town,” Kern says. Memphis, he adds, has finally grown into something “more than a long weekend destination.”

More than 600,000 tour Graceland annually, making it Memphis’ second largest music-related destination after Beale Street, and the second-most-visited residence in America after the White House. More than 150,000 people visit Sun Studio annually, and another 60,000 tour the Rock ‘n’ Soul museum and the Stax Museum of American Soul Music.  

Tim Sampson, communications director for the Soulsville Foundation, agrees with Kern. “Our attendance at Stax is way up,” he says. “We’ve got people here in the museum from every continent every single day.”

Sampson welcomes the new Memphis Music Hall of Fame, just as he welcomed the Blues Hall of Fame, which opened in May. He credits the recent boom in music tourism to the fact that music-related destinations are more collaborative than competitive. He also believes that additions to the landscape such as music-related murals and an increasing number of historical markers and museums also help the Memphis tourism industry.

Memphis Rock ‘n’ Soul hit 60,000 tourists annually in 2013, and had its best month ever in April. Each subsequent month has broken previous records. Doyle thinks this is strong evidence that the stage is perfectly set for a facility like the Memphis Music Hall of Fame.

“There is no other city in America that can host its own music Hall of Fame,” Doyle boasts. “Some states can. Alabama has one. Texas has one. But Memphis is the epicenter of American music.

“When we first sat down and started coming up with the names of potential inductees it was so easy,” Doyle says. “There was Jerry Lee Lewis, Elvis Presley, Otis Redding, Rufus Thomas, Al Green, Isaac Hayes, The Staple Singers, and on and on. In that first evening, we listed 300 well-known performers from different musical traditions — jazz, blues, rural field-holler-type music, jug bands, rock ‘n’ roll, rockabilly, gospel, R&B, rap, hip-hop. In a very short time, our list of potential inductees became enormous.”

On the morning before his latest documentary, Best of Enemies, was scheduled to screen in Los Angeles, author and Memphis music historian Robert Gordon offered some perspective regarding the potential of a Memphis Music Hall of Fame compared to other music towns.

“Lots of cities can say they’re home to a star,” he said. “Buddy Holly’s from Lubbock, Texas, for example. And so is Waylon Jennings.  So they can make a little Buddy Holly shrine in Lubbock. But Memphis? What decade do you want to talk about? What musical genre?

“People ask how can it be possible that Carl Perkins wasn’t selected until the third year of the Memphis Hall of Fame?” says Gordon. “He’s the first guy to have a number-one record on the pop, country, and R&B charts at the same time,” Gordon says. “And that frustrates some people. It’s something we should celebrate. Our music history has been so rich that we can not induct Carl Perkins until the third year, because each year we’ve wanted to recognize our musical diversity.

“What I want to know is, when will Booker Little get into the Hall of Fame?” Gordon asks, rhetorically. Even though Little died young and his name isn’t a household word, his contributions were significant. It may be next year or 10 years from now, but the Manassas graduate and hard-bop trumpet innovator who performed alongside John Coltrane will eventually be enshrined alongside the better known heroes of Sun, Hi, and Stax.

The answer doesn’t matter, Gordon finally concludes, because the Hall of Fame isn’t a popularity contest.

In a telephone interview, Mary Lindsay Dickinson remembered the day the big truck with “Amro” painted on the side pulled up to the family’s Zebra Ranch recording studio in Coldwater, Mississippi. It had come to take her late husband’s special piano to its final resting place in the Memphis Music Hall of Fame. “There are no better piano movers in the world, I don’t think,” she said. But in spite of their expert handling, the wooden portions of the once-fine instrument fell into shreds as the movers lifted it from its resting place. “It had rotted completely,” Dickinson said, unable to conceal her delight that her late husband Jim had gotten exactly what he wanted.

Spooner Oldham, the great keyboard player, known for his work with Bob Dylan and Aretha Franklin, described Dickinson’s piano as the perfect metaphor for both mortality and immortality. He told Mary Lindsay that even when the wooden bits on the outside had returned to ashes and dust, “there will still be a harp inside.”

“And a harp is what was left,” Dickinson said, reiterating Doyle’s desire to collect edgy artifacts. “The harp was left. And when it finally goes up in the hall of fame it will be the oddest, ugliest, and most unique exhibit in any museum anywhere in the world.”

The Memphis Music Hall of Fame opens to the public on July 27th at 126 Second. Hours of operation will be 10 a.m.-7 p.m. 205-2532 memphismusichalloffame.com/

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Grammy Membership Celebration at Stax

Kirk Whalum performs at the Stax Museum of American Soul Music tonight.

The Memphis chapter of The Recording Academy will hold a listening session at Stax Museum of American Soul Music Monday night to celebrate their regional membership. A listening session will once again be held at this year’s event, and featured artists include:

Those Pretty Wrongs

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Kirk Whalum 

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Cedric Burnside 

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Marcella Simien, and more.  

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The focus of the event is to premiere new music and spotlight the best recordings in the region the chapter serves. The event is open to Grammy members only, but anyone interested in in joining can find out more here. The listening session and celebration is from 6 p.m. to 9 p.m. Monday. For more information, contact the Memphis Chapter at memphis@grammy.com or call 901-525-1340.

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The Rant (January 22, 2015)

I’m not 100 percent sure, but I think I may be trending. I’m not 100 percent sure what trending really is, but I feel fairly certain that it’s a real word and that I’m doing it. Well, I’m not 100 percent sure if trending is something you actually do or if it’s something that happens to you and you are just lucky to be the recipient of it, but, by damn, I better be trending.

See, in my new role at work of being a social media poster, I’ve taken it upon myself to learn how to do it for myself first before I totally screw up the social media posting for my job. I figure if I screw up my own personal social media posts, it won’t really matter because who the hell cares? Right? Oh, I guess I could probably offend someone by accident or post something that comes across in a way that I didn’t mean for it to come across or I could just appear to be really stupid and inept, but, as it relates to me personally, I really couldn’t care less because I so rarely do anything in my personal life that requires me to leave the sanctity of my own home and interact with others, with the exception of traveling, and even then I try to keep to myself and mind my own business.

But even that can prove to be difficult when you’re packed into a small aircraft and forced to sit so close to someone that you can’t avoid physical contact with them. I was recently on a flight from Charlotte to Florida, and the woman packed into the seat beside me was breaking up with her apparently longtime significant other in a conversation on her cell phone. And she was the one who made the call. It would have been one thing if she had answered her phone and the conversation ended up being that kind of a phone call, but no, she initiated the argument herself, seated so close to me that our elbows were unavoidably rubbing against each other.

And she was not holding anything back, from what I could tell. It was along the lines of, “You are such a f–king piece of s–t! And you’re not getting custody of the f–king dog! I used to really love you, but you f–king ruined all that! Your cooking tastes like s–t! I’m hanging up now!”

But she wouldn’t hang up. She kept railing on and reaming the person out and every third or fourth sentence was, “I’m hanging up now!” Finally, the flight attendant said that all cell phones must be turned off for takeoff. But she still didn’t hang up and kept repeating, “You’re not getting custody of the f–king dog!”

But I digress. The thing about trending is that I could have secretly videotaped this woman’s conversation and put it on YouTube and gotten, say, 4 million hits and could have been invited to the “Orange Room” on the Today Show as someone who was trending. I’m not 100 percent sure how many hits one has to have to be trending, but I’m pretty sure it would have trended.

A few weeks back, when I decided to embrace Facebook on my own personal page that has been dormant since 2009, I posted a question. I’d received a menacing message from someone I didn’t really recall and with whom I was certainly not Facebook friends, harassing me about something that happened TWO DECADES AGO when I was the first editor of this newspaper. He was still mad because I wouldn’t publish some piece of crap he had written that he thought was very clever. So I asked people on Facebook if I should be worried about this guy and his inability to let go of this grudge.

I got a lot of responses, including several from people I don’t even know, with suggestions ranging from call the cops to invite him to meet me in a dark alley and kick his ass to publish his name and warn others about him. It was awesome to read all the remarks, like them, comment on them, and share them. I’m 100 percent sure I was trending with that one.

Oh, and I finally figured out who the guy was. I won’t mention his name here, but I do sort of recall that he was a rather unattractive (not his fault, of course, and I’m no hottie) exhibitionist who made my skin crawl. I didn’t report him because I didn’t know who to report him to, but I blocked him and felt very empowered.

And speaking of which, am I the only person in the world who believes that the hacking of Sony Pictures in regard to the movie The Interview had nothing to do with North Korean hackers? To me, it all smacked of a publicity stunt, and it’s embarrassing that it was referred to as “an act of war.”

I have every intention of trending about this at some point in my life when I figure out what trending really is. Would someone please comment on that remark, share it, and cause it to trend? I’ll check it later to see if it performs 80 percent better than my other posts this week.

I’ve also been tweeting, and ask now of the first “t” in tweeting should be capitalized. Haven’t figured that out yet. I even used a hashtag and got on John Legend’s Twitter feed or RSS feed or whatever it is. I was so impressed with myself.

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Bradley Cooper

The thing that got me thinking about all this is that I noticed earlier today that controversial filmmaker Michael Moore is on Twitter. It seems that he sent out a tweet, or Tweet, about Bradley Cooper’s new Clint Eastwood-directed film American Sniper being too “pro-war” or something like that. I haven’t seen the movie yet but my initial reaction is that Moore has sold out by being on Twitter and should make a spoof movie about the social media platform (did I just write the phrase “social media platform?”) and leave Cooper alone. I don’t like people messing with my Bradley. In fact, I’m going to tweet, or Tweet, Brad letting him know I think he’s the the best actor in the movie business right now. I wonder if that will make me trend.