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Big thanks to all for a fun, final night aboard the Thomas Laighton.....despite a rainy evening. Way to be hard-cores! We will look forward to the Spring for our next cruise. If you are starting to feel as if the season and outdoor gigs are slipping away, no need to worry, a real good one: THIS Friday September 19 at the Three Chimneys Terrace in Durham. This will also be the final Terrace show for Truffle here this summer. More details on that below. And the Deerfield Fair, electric and acoustic sets on 9/26 & 9/28. The rest of this week is looking pretty cool too, so read on for all the details.
The Stone Church in Newmarket, NH was successfully auctioned off to yes.......some music-lovers thank god! Since so many folks have been asking, I will include the article at the end of this e-page for those who would like to read it. Thanks to Scott, Adam and Art for coming to the rescue. Of course thanks to John, Paul and Chris for all they have done in the last 4-5 years. We are all hoping they may be still on board to help run the operation.
The full September and October schedule is on the site now, with highlighted shows on our home page. For this info, DG and Truffle CD's and anything else you may need from us, check out:
Our good friend and musical influence Lex Romane suffered a life threatening infection a couple of months back, and was laid up for two months. He has recovered very well and is back on his feet playing music again.........however, the medical insurance situation of most full-time musicians is not a good one. Without insurance he has racked up a huge debt. That's where this fun evening comes in to play. What better way to help Lex out than to have a jam of biblical proportions! There will be acoustic and electric performances, as well as many jams by more of the best area musicians than I have room to print. Check out all the details at: www.lexandjoe.com
The Nightlife's were a huge influence on Truffle in our early days and taught us plenty about being hard working, competent musicians. Lex and Joe played at my wedding, and Joe has recorded with us on "Dish me In" and recently stepped in as part of our horn section at the Party Gras bash at the Stone Church. Come have some fun and help Lex out for all the great music he has given us for years!!!
Wednesday September 17 * WSCA 106.1 FM
Writers in the Round ~ Deidre Randall (host)
DG & Conor O'Brien ~ 6:30-8:00 ~ Live on air
I have been wanting to get back live on WSCA for a while now. Who better to share the night with than Mr. Golden Pipes himself, Conor O'Brien. We will be swapping songs and doing some chatting on Deidre's long-running show. I will focus mostly on my newest tunes, so people from far away who have not heard them at a show yet, tune in on your computers and find us live!
Later that night.......
The Press Room
77 Daniel St., Portsmouth, NH
(603) 431-5186
DG Solo ~ 9:00
It couldn't have worked out any better to play the Press Room after WSCA in Po-Town. Maybe I'll even convince Conor to stick around and jam some? Join me downstairs at one of the best music venues around. Good pub eats, good Guinness, and some live DG!
Thursday September 18 * Brixham General Store
435 Cider Hill Rd., (Rt. 91) York, ME. (207) 363-6600
DG Solo ~ 6:00-8:00
My old friend Michael Specker called me up to help them celebrate the GRAND OPENING of their new general store. It sounds like a wonderful place and I look forward to pickin' some tunes for them. Come check it out!
Friday September 19 * Three Chimneys Terrace
Rt. 108, Durham, NH (603) 868-7800
Electric Truffle ~ 7:00-11:00
All Ages / No Cover / Rain or Shine
Hard to believe the last one of these shows of the season is upon us! Where does the summer go? Well, no better way to cap it off than at the Chims!! If you haven't caught one of these yet.....here's your last chance. It's a fantastic venue out there, and sounds great. Plenty of space to relax and do some dancing. Also....it's an all ages show, so bring the whole family. There's no cover charge, and they will be serving dinner on the Terrace with a full bar. There's even talk about rented heaters in case it's a bit cool? But you all are hearty New Englanders so bring a coat and call it good, or dance a bit more! In the case of rain we will be downstairs in the spacious Madbury room, so the show goes on either way. This is a show not to miss, always fun! Keep an ear for some new tunes.
MILFORD – It’s Friday afternoon, and James Cassidy is sitting in his studio apartment, flipping through a photo album.
“That’s the Opposites Attract,” says Cassidy, 63, pointing to an old picture of the rock ’n’ roll duo as they performed at the now defunct White Horse Inn.
Cassidy’s hands move quickly as he continues to flip through the album, causing the silver ID bracelet on his left wrist to jangle about.
Engraved on the bracelet are the words “Major Motion,” a cherished nickname given to Cassidy, who is developmentally disabled, long ago by the members of another band – and the name he is most known by.
“And here is me with Savoy Truffle,” he says, flipping to another old snapshot.
In the photo, Cassidy, a white electric guitar slung over his shoulder, beams as he stands on a small stage among the four members of the Seacoast band known these days simply as Truffle.
Although he never learned to play it, Cassidy still has the guitar that the band’s members gave to him that night at the White Horse, a birthday gift acknowledging his status as a special Milford musician.
Truffle is easily Cassidy’s favorite among the several local bands and musicians with whom he has been known to get up and sing a blues standard or two in the last 20 years.
In fact, it’s a rare day when you can go to see Truffle playing anywhere in Greater Nashua without “The Major” turning up at the microphone or hamming it up on the dance floor with one of his signature moves, such as “the Buzzsaw.”
The band, which will play at the Nashua Garden on Friday night, is celebrating its 20th anniversary this year, about 18 years of which Cassidy has been a celebrated local guest singer.
“I’m not that bad,” said Cassidy, describing his singing as a mixture of Roy Orbison and Elvis Presley.
The over-the-top description is tempered with Cassidy’s self-deprecating sense of humor, according to those who know him and have heard him sing.
For Truffle bassist David Bailey, Cassidy’s singing style is best described as “indescribable.”
“The audiences who appreciate his particular brand of art the most are the ones who are willing to suspend preconceived notions and meet him on his own terms,” Bailey said.
Hometown crowds have traditionally been the best for that, according to the band’s members.
“He is somewhat of a legend,” Truffle guitarist and frontman Dave Gerard said, echoing the words of many Milford area folks who know the man called “Major.”
“He is certainly one of a kind.”
But for most of his friends, it isn’t the singing that’s so endearing about Cassidy, but rather his “heart of gold” and his sincere desire to be liked.Long journey Typically decked out in a sport coat and tie, fingers dripping with his collection of silver and gold rings, Cassidy can often be found hanging with friends and drinking sodas at weekend music venues such as the Pasta Loft in Milford, where he’s an ambassador of sorts.
“He comes in, talks to people, shakes hands,” owner Terry Connor said. “We take care of him. He just wants to hang out and be part of the crowd.”
And while his rendition of “Kansas City” may be a bit loud and off key sometimes, if there’s anything James Cassidy loves to do, it’s sing. And if there’s anything he knows, it’s the blues.
For, despite all the friends he has made joking around with local bands and their fans, there was a time when Cassidy had few friends and very little to laugh at.
Born in the 1940s with schizophrenia, compounding his disability, Cassidy learned early on that life could sometimes be anything but fair.
While his five brothers would lead “normal” lives, all attending Milford High School and most going on to start families, Cassidy’s condition, and the limited knowledge of it at the time, sent his life on a very different, often difficult and lonely path.
“He wasn’t treated very well when he was young because people didn’t understand, they just thought he was a problem child,” said Larry Cassidy of Lyndeborough, one of Cassidy’s older brothers.
“Today, there is much more compassion and interest in people who have sicknesses like that. They understand a lot better, and they also know there are things that can be done about it.”A life of his own On a wall ledge behind the twin bed where James Cassidy sits, an army of about 35 wrestling figures stands poised for action. James, an avid wrestling fan, said he began the collection about 15 years ago, just about the time his life was changing.
Bowling trophies line another wall, and across the room, on yet another wall, a poster, made by Larry Cassidy’s daughter, Lisa Cassidy, provides instructions for the week.
Each day starts with the reminder to “Take pills,” before further instructions to “Do laundry” or “Take a shower.”
Thursday starts with an encouraging “You’re over the hump!” and at the end of the week, the message, “We all love you.”
“He is doing great today compared to 20 years ago,” Larry said.
Cassidy credits the work of James’ Nashua psychiatrist, Dr. Hisham Hafez – locally renowned for his work in the study and treatment of mental illness – for vastly improving his brother’s life.
Through Hafez and others, James was able to get the right combination of medicines and other treatment that allow him to have a more active and meaningful life, Larry said. James has been very involved in his own treatment, too.
“He is very aware. He doesn’t miss any of his medication,” Larry said. “He lines it all up for the week, and he knows what he is taking and what it is for.”
Larry and his daughter, a nurse, have been James’ main caregivers in the last 10 years and especially since 2003, when James and Larry’s mother, Irene, died at age 90.
“She got me this place, right, Larry?” James asked his brother when the subject of his mother came up.
“Yes, she did,” Larry replied.
Irene Cassidy had noticed something different about her fourth son early on, Larry said, and had been the one to take him for the tests that confirmed his mental condition.
After she retired at age 78, Larry said his mother, together with his daughter, worked to get James into senior housing, something he thinks helped their mother let go when it was time.
“I remember her saying once that just like it was her responsibility to bring Jim into the world, it was her responsibility to take care of him as long as she could,” Larry said.
Up until that time, James had lived with her at her home in Mont Vernon.
“She took care of him all the time, even when nobody else understood,” Larry said. “And I can remember a note that she left us to please be kind to Jim. She just wanted to make sure that everybody understood, and she wanted to make sure that people treated Jim properly.”
But there was nothing Irene Cassidy could do to help James during the first 20 years of his adult life, when the lack of good treatment for his condition led him to be institutionalized, incarcerated and so drugged up, all he could do was sleep.
“I was out of it, I didn’t know where I was for a few years,” James said of the time.
James spent the first eight of his adult years locked away and heavily sedated in the state mental hospital in Concord, a place his brother described as a human warehouse.
“It was like a scene out of ‘One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest’ in there, it really was,” Larry Cassidy said.
“Nowadays, there are only real hard cases there, but when Jim was there, the place was full.”
Shortly after his release from the hospital in the late 1960s, James’ untreated condition landed him in the state prison for about two years, an experience he described as terrifying and depressing.
“They got murderers up there and bank robbers,” James said. “I was scared. . . . I prayed a lot.”
Eventually, James was released to live with his mother, but by then it was the early 1970s, and he was in his 30s.
Even then, James’ agreeable personality had rubbed off on those around him.
“I remember the day I went to pick him up, all the guards shook his hand,” Larry Cassidy said. “They all liked him. It wasn’t just one or two.”
Once home, James – still without good treatment – lived in a sedated fog for the next eight years, sleeping what he and his brother estimated to be more than 15 hours a day.
“I was depressed,” James said.
In the early 1980s, Hafez’s treatment would still be more than a decade away, and James, although grateful to be with family, was living a lonely existence as he coped with his illness at his mother’s home.
As he slept, James could never have dreamed that a chance meeting he would soon have with a local musician on a Wilton street corner would help to transform him from a recluse into a social butterfly.Born to rock “He’s a natural-born rock ‘n’ roller,” said Tom Hurley of Francistown, lead guitarist of the Wilton-based Rockabilly Brothers.
It was Hurley who, while selling tickets for an upcoming performance, bumped into Cassidy on the street in Wilton that day and asked him to come see the show.
The band, which performs only sporadically these days, was a regular act in the Souhegan Valley music scene in the 1980s.
“He said, ‘Sounds good. I’ll be there,’ and he was, for the next 10 years,” Hurley said.
Cassidy showed up at every gig, working himself into a frenzy on the dance floor, prompting Hurley to borrow from a Nissan commercial of the time and name him Major Motion.
“I gave him that name because he had such a unique dancing style,” Hurley said, referring to Cassidy’s intense grooving method.
And it wasn’t long afterward that James was up on the stage, as well.
Cassidy said he never gave singing a thought until Hurley and the other members of the band asked him to give it a try.
“I said, ‘I can’t sing.’ They said, ‘You’re on next,’ ” Cassidy said, explaining how he proceeded to get up and belt out the chorus to “Shake, Rattle and Roll.”
“They all said I was good,” Cassidy said.
Eventually, Hurley began giving Cassidy rides to the band’s gigs, picking him up at his mother’s home in Mont Vernon.
Even then, Cassidy would dress up for the gigs, Hurley said, always wearing a suit, his fingers covered in his trademark rings.
“It gave him a lift, it was something for him,” Hurley said. “His life was really kind of dull at that time.”
Cassidy’s relationship with the band led him to the White Horse Inn, where soon he would begin singing with other bands, including Truffle.
Eventually, White Horse owners Larry and Maryann Miller noticed him and asked him if he wanted a weekend job as a dishwasher.
Cassidy said yes, and was soon washing dishes with 17-year-old Scott Smith, who in time would become good friends with his curious co-worker.
“He was already ‘The Major’ at that time,” said Smith, now 36 and an attorney in Florida.
“He was like a mini-celebrity. I thought he was a little crazy at first, but also very nice.”
Smith described how Cassidy would rush off from the dishes on a Friday night to dress up and go mix with the crowd on the other side of the kitchen.
The club scene and all its hip-ness was the highlight of his week, Smith said.
“Even though a lot of people didn’t view him as the coolest person in the world, he would keep trying,” Smith said.
“Some bands were afraid to let him sing, because they were worried how people would react, but eventually, the crowd would start asking for him,” Smith said. “They liked him, and that was something he did on his own.”
John Magoon of Amherst, guitarist for the former Bat Magoon Band, met Cassidy at the White Horse, as well.
“He immediately asked me if he could sing,” Magoon said, adding that Cassidy soon muscled his version of “Shake, Rattle and Roll” into his set, as well.
“It is kind of a band’s fate,” Magoon joked. “If you don’t let him sing, he doesn’t like your band.”
Most nights, though, Cassidy was on the floor, giving his all, Magoon said, sometimes to the point of passing out.
“He would be out there doing the Curly Shuffle,” Magoon said with a laugh. “They would have to get him a chair, tell him to calm down.”
Cassidy would often goof around with a fake guitar while singing with bands, Smith said, leading to the members of Truffle giving him a real one for his birthday.
“We put a Truffle sticker on it, and it looked pretty cool,” Truffle guitarist Ned Chase recalled.
After presenting the guitar to him on the stage, Chase said the members of the band pondered whether to plug it in to an amplifier.
“Major didn’t play guitar,” Chase explained. “Never even tried, as far as I know.
“But in the spirit of fun, we plugged the thing in and turn the amp up loud.”
For the next song, Chase said Cassidy danced and sang with the guitar strapped around his neck, using it as a prop, but never attempting to play it.
“Then at some point, somebody says, ‘Major, play that thing,’ and suddenly this amazing, gut-bucket electrified Delta blues sound comes screaming out of the amp,” Chase said. “The guys in the band are all freaking out, as Major seems to be channeling John Lee Hooker and Hound Dog Taylor, and of course the crowd goes nuts.”
Such funny stories are what each of James’ friends and family share, because humor has always been a major part of The Major.
“You are laughing at him, but you are also laughing with him,” Magoon said. “It doesn’t matter, he is having fun.”Social circle Since the 1980s, James has only grown closer to the hearts of the friends he has made through local music.
Since then, he has served hamburgers at Truffle’s yearly barbecue, has watched Boston Red Sox baseball with Magoon, bowls regularly – always in a suit and tie – and is a regular dinner guest of Sheila Asselin, Smith’s mother, who uses his favorite dinner of fried chicken and mashed potatoes to check up on him.
As Asselin and others can attest, James never forgets a birthday and sends cards for even the smallest of holidays.
His friends return his sentiments by adding to his enormous keychain, a building collection of trinkets and other souvenir keychains given to him by friends who have thought of him on their travels.
“He is just so happy,” said his niece Lisa Cassidy, 40, of Milford. “It’s like he has come full circle.”
With time, so has his supply of dancing partners, said Magoon, who sometimes runs into him at the Pasta Loft.
“I will usually find him sitting at some table surrounded by pretty women,” he said. “They like to dance with him.”
The Major doesn’t argue the point.
“I am the greatest. I rule the floor,” he jokes.
“When I go up and ask someone to dance and they say, ‘I can’t dance,’ I say, ‘That’s what I am here for, I’ll make you good. But don’t even try to do what I do, ’cause I got the moves.’ ”
As Truffle’s biggest fan, James has traveled as far as Vermont and Rhode Island to see them play. This week, he will pay the $25 cab fare to see them play at the Nashua Garden on Main Street, and, like many occasions, will probably hitch a ride back to Milford with Truffle drummer Mike Gendron.
And as long as he can make it to the occasional Truffle gig, Cassidy doesn’t see his singing career changing in the future, either.
“A lot of people like to see me perform, and I am not going to deny them,” he said.
Stephanie Hooper can be reached at 594-6413 or shooper@nashuatelegraph.com.
United States of America (Press Release) August 4, 2008 -- One such message received is from SGT Robert Clark of 2nd Div LTT 2412 in Al Kindi, Iraq. It reads: 'I listened to it and thought wow, what a wonderful song. It totally told the story and feelings of what we go through while we are away from our families and loved ones. It was very touching. I have listened to it like 20 times now and I just love it! It's kinda nice to know that there are people who remember us over here and that they know what we are going through, that and they have the skills to put it in a beautiful song.' Robert goes on to address radio stations themselves by including: 'If you could please play it on the local radio stations so others can hear and understand the pain and the price that we are paying for freedom. Soldiers in all of New England and their families would definitely appreciate this song!'
I pilfered this from the Truffle site. Dave writes:
Saturday September 13 * Red Parka Pub
Rt. 302, Glen, NH (603) 383-4344
Truffle w/ Pete Kowalski ~ 9:00
The band heads north to a very fun place that has been around for 30+ years. The Parka has a great vibe, dance floor and stage, and is the premier live music venue in the north country. Pete now joins us on these shows with his hybrid percussion/ drum kit set up; resulting in us doing a half acoustic/ half electric type show. It's a gas, if you haven't caught it yet.....come join us!
In a previous post, I borrowed a line from The GD's Throwing Stones. In many ways, I have found this to be one of the tunes most relevant to modern times in the band's vast collection. It is a celebration of how wonderfully apolitical the Grateful Dead was on stage. In so many ways the performances were a true escape from many of the world's harsh realities.
Enjoy this vid (not mine):
Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free Dizzy with eternity. Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea Call it home for you and me. A peaceful place or so it looks from space A closer look reveals the human race. Full of hope, full of grace, is the human face. But afraid, we may our home to waste. Theres a fear down here we cant forget hasnt got a name just yet Always awake, always around singing ashes to ashes all fall down. Now watch as the ball revolves and the nighttime calls And again the hunt begins and again the bloodwind calls By and by again, the morning sun will rise But the darkness never goes from some mens eyes. It strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets Stalking turf, dividing up meat. Nightmare spook, piece of heat, you and me, you and me. Click, flashblade in ghetto night. rudies looking for a fight. Rat cat alley roll them bones. need that cash to feed that jones And the politicians throwing stones Singing ashes, ashes all fall down. Commissars and pin-striped bosses role the dice Any way they fall guess who gets to pay the price. Money green or proletarian gray, selling guns instead of food today. So the kids they dance, they shake their bones While the politicians throwing stones Singing ashes, ashes all fall down. Heartless powers try to tell us what to think If the spirits sleeping, then the flesh is ink. Historys page, it is thusly carved in stone The futures here, we are it, we are on our own. If the game is lost then were all the same No one left to place or take the blame. We will leave this place an empty stone Or this shinning ball of blue we can call our home So the kids they dance, they shake their bones While the politicians are throwing stones Singing ashes, ashes all fall down. Shipping powders back and forth Singing black goes south while white comes north And the whole world full of petty wars Singing I got mine and you got yours. And the current fashions set the pace. Lose your step, fall out of grace. And the radical he rant and rage, singing someone got to turn the page And the rich man in his summer home, Singing just leave well enough alone But his pants are down, his covers blown And the politicians are throwing stones So the kids they dance they shake their bones Cause its all too clear were on our own Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free Its dizzying, the possibilities. ashes, ashes all fall down.
NEWMARKET — The new owners of the Stone Church vow to keep the music alive.
Scott Orlosk of Londonderry, Adam Schroadter of Newmarket and Art Murphy of Epping were the successful bidders at a foreclosure auction held on Friday, Sept. 12.
“Saving the music was the mission,” Orlosk said. “The Stone Church is a significant cult phenomenon and Newmarket really needs it. We know we have some things we need to do but we hope it will be a special place again, maybe even more special.”
Schroadter said it was important to them to preserve the nature of the popular music club that has been around since the late 1960s.
“We didn’t want to see it become a shoe store,” Schroadter said.
John Pasquale, one of the former owners, said he is glad the auction went the way it did. Before the auction started he said he hoped whoever got it would keep it as a music club.
“I know Scott and have been talking with him,” Pasquale said. “I’m pleased he’s the winning bidder. He wants the same type of club with the same type of music.”
The partners got the place for what seems like a song, $195,000. Still, they have to pay $16,762 in back taxes, and that number will keep.....
Anyhow you should probably click this link to read the whole thing.
Art Murphy and Scott Orlosk, center, speak with former owner Paul Nessel, right, after successfully bidding $195,000 for The Stone Church Music Club in Newmarket on Friday, Sept. 12, 2008.Scott Yates photo.