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<title>Comment by Eric Olsen</title>
<link>http://blogcritics.org/archives/2003/10/31/095543.php#comment-114440</link>
<description>thanks for the very kind words Slim! And the great old blues is no less great than it was 30 years ago! We may well have run into each other, especially down in Kent. I also recall when the Flats were seedy as hell. Very nice to hear from you</description>
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<title>Comment by Suburb Slim</title>
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<description>Hey dude,....I was hanging out down in
Coventry in the Heights back in &#039;73.  We
could have been &#039;righteous&#039; groovers, if our paths had crossed .
I used to play a mean &#039;harp&#039; back then,....
AKA: the harmonica.  I was 20 at the time
and jammed with my Cleveburg friends.
I was and still am into the (the old Black
blues musicians) like Sonny Boy Williamson.  Although John Mayhall and
Paul Butterfield were the young bucks of the day.   Me and my buds used to hit the bong
and groove out , later drive all over that crazy city.  One dude had a place his band
rented for practice that was down near the
Flats.  In the bad old days,  when that wasn&#039;t the coolest place to be late at night.  We used to drive to Chesterland to catch bands
play at this place called Hullaballoo, or something very &#039;70&#039;s like that.  Kent, and John Carroll,   were close enough for checking out the music scene too.
All I can say is &#039;small groovey world&#039;,...man.
(Ala Cheech and Chong,......man.)
Great tale,.....better than choking on your own vomit like Hendrix.  Artists and musicians have suffered much, on their journey towards greatness or mediocrity.
Fate had better plans for you.

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<pubDate>Thu, 3 Feb 2005 00:09:54 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Comment by Eric Olsen</title>
<link>http://blogcritics.org/archives/2003/10/31/095543.php#comment-26238</link>
<description>Thanks Craig! It&#039;s all true. I&#039;ve led a strange life.</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2003 10:45:26 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Comment by Craig Lyndall</title>
<link>http://blogcritics.org/archives/2003/10/31/095543.php#comment-26237</link>
<description>This is a great story.  Very nice work!</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2003 10:43:45 EST</pubDate>
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