Off The Topic Of Music For A Minute

 I've been saying for a while now, that we, the human race, are under attack.  It's not aliens from outer space, it's not China, it's not Russia, it's these sick, twisted psychopaths who own and manage all the big corporations, with our beloved government supporting and defending them.  The latest weapon being fire - as in arson.  It's happening all over the world - and always in and near populated areas - never mind the 95% of the land on this planet being uninhabited by humans, always in and near cities and towns.  

I'm in Reno, and there is what's being called the "Hawk Fire".  Without going into all the details, the whole thing appears bizarre to me.  Huge plumes of smoke from one area that is actually on fire, and no smoke from another area where things are supposedly burning to the ground.  Mainstream News is not being straight up - but that's nothing new.

We are under attack, folks, and the worst part is seeing the absolute apathy.  People are not speaking up.  They're sitting there silent, pretending it's not happening, hiding from it, cowering in place.  The ones who have been speaking up are exasperated by the silence.  Facebook is the perfect tool to get the word out, to encourage people to research, and to speak up, but 95% of the population continues to sit there silent, so afraid that someone might say something less than pleasant to them.

I don't have answers, AND, I guess I'm getting downright sick and tired of talking to the walls, so I seem to be slowing down.  I'm sure that's what the parasites of the world - who are behind all of this - want.  But well, tired. 

Green River Music Video

This is a song from my all time favorite Rock & Roll bands.  It's Green River, originally done by Creedence Clearwater Revival, but I didn't need to tell you that :D .

I'm playing my Ric 325, like John had.  Different color, and I didn't put the Gibson PAF humbucker in the bridge position, being that I like the sound with the original toaster pickups in it.  When I was 13, 14, I got stuck in my room often, and I would sit in there, with my cheapo Watkins Rapier guitar, and cheapo amp my dad found in an electronic shop up in Kaimuki.  I ruined all my Creedence records learning one note at a time.  I was obsessed, and I would sit there until I got them right, back aching, fingers with blisters and callouses.  It's just what I did :D .

As always, it's me, playing all real instruments, no trickery, no fake AI, karaoke, "Content", or digital or electronic devices. 

 

 

Sing Me Back Home Music Video

Here's a Merle Haggard Classic.  It's Sing Me Back Home.  It's one of the first Country songs I learned.

 As much as I hate having to mention this on every video, I feel like I need to do it, otherwise people will think I'm over here doing karaoke.  I would never do that, nor would I do AI, MIDI, computer generated "Content", or anything of the kind, I would never insult you people like that. 

 

 

If We Don't Fight The Corruption In Nashville... And Another Music Video From The Wretched Outcast

 

Hey AI, can you do this?

 

This is me on my Marcario, doing Classical Gas, originally done by Mason Williams. Another one that we learned at Kaimuki Park in the late 60s, 13 years old or so.

 

All real instruments, and all production by me. No karaoke tracks, no AI, no computer generated "Content", no electronic or digital trickery. I would never insult you people like that.

 

We all need to fight the horrible corruption in the music business.  The deleting, the censoring, the shadow banning.  It needs to be stopped.  Look at all the absolute talentless shit that has been coming out of Nashville for the past 40+ years, and tell me that is the cream of the crop, tell me those guys compare to Johnny Cash, Merle Haggard, Hank Williams, Waylon, George Jones, and the rest of the real talent that was the Country Music talent.  The same thing has happened in Rock & Roll, in fact, there really isn't any Rock & Roll today, hasn't been for decades.  Nothing good will happen if we don't stand up, scream bloody murder - SOMETHING. 

 

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Nashville's Corruption. Oh, And A Music Video Of Me Doing Ramblin' Man

 

Here's some old Allman Brothers music. Today you get me . Two of the greatest guitar players in the history of Rock & Roll played on the original of this great song. Dickey Betts, and Les Dudek. Dickey had the knack for playing stuff like this without wanking, every note meant something, and was perfectly placed.

 

As always, all real instruments, including the twin guitars - no electronic harmonizers, or anything of the kind. All vocals, and all production by me, the Wretched Outcast.

 

As I continue to be shadow banned, and other forms of gaslighting and punishing, I'm hoping something can come of my putting my videos up here.  After having my YouTube channel up for something like 12 years, and 150 something music videos - where I play all the instruments, sing all the vocals, and do all the production, you'd think something would have gone viral by now.  And at the risk of sounding like a fathead, the music sounds decent and listenable.  Apparently, Nashville, YouTube, Facebook, and Google are scared shitless of people actually hearing me. 

 

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It's Not About My Volume, It's About Their Ego

So, where I played last night. Here's my commentary:

 

First, I had to be moved inside because it poured rain on the patio - which is covered - but only by some kind of mesh material. So, all the people who were out there, me, my equipment, all moved inside, only for it to clear up ten minutes later to turn out to be a beautiful evening.

So, being stuck inside, I figured I better stay on the acoustic, sit in the corner like a little mouse, and play to myself - which is exactly what I did - up until the very last song of the night. It was If You're Gonna Play In Texas - fiddle song, upbeat. By that time most people in the room had left, there were four young-ish guys sitting way over in the corner, doing their own thing, probably didn't even know I was up there playing. So, I break out the last song, the fiddle, and people from the other room - where the bar is, come scurrying into the room where I was - 12 or 15 of 'em. They're back there by the partition, hootin' and hollerin', dancing, jumping around, and a couple of them came all the way up to the stage to throw money in my tip bucket. It was the only time the whole night where anybody even knew I was up there. Well, as is par for the course, one of the managers sees the people having fun, hootin' and hollerin' and the whole rest of it, and he's so goddam mad he's just jumping up and down. He came up a couple times during the song, to demand I "Turn It Down", the second time, I looked over and said, "I CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, I'M PLAYING THE SONG!". He went away, and I didn't see him again until he came up while I was tearing down, to hand me my paycheck. He says, "What was that with that last song being so loud?" Me: "It's live music, some songs get louder than others". He also says, "People were complaining for about the last 20 minutes". Anyway, after that, he walked away. After he walked away, I thought, this lying piece of shit, I was on the acoustic all night until the very last song, AND, other than those 4 guys, there was nobody else in the room to be complaining. I thought sure there was going to be a big confrontation, but well, he just walked away. I'm sure I'll be hearing from the person who books me there. I don't know her well enough to even guess what she'll do.

 

You know, cheap people such as that guy, and so many others, they are dishonest right from the start. It's not about my volume, it's about their ego, they just cannot stand to see people having a good time, and me being the cause of it - just cannot stand it. They point at the volume, because they think that will make their bs sound legitimate, but well, it's not legitimate, it's bs. They will do and say ANYTHING to support their thinly disguised ego horseshit. In this case, "People were complaining for the last 20 minutes", which was beyond obvious, a lie (Me being on the acoustic that whole time).

 

Usually I'm the one who spends the rest of the day or night po'd about the whole thing, but for some reason, it entered my head on the way home, "Good, good that I can cause these ego driven little twits like that to foam at the mouth just by getting people up hootin' and hollerin'. As I've said before, this is by no means anything new to me. As long as I sit in the corner like a little mouse and play to myself, and nobody is paying attention, these guys are happy as hell, but as soon as people start having a good time, it's, "OH NO, WE CAN'T HAVE THAT!!!". Par for the course.

 

So, that was my night. Cheap people - ONE GUY out of the whole night.

 

Below is the song that caused this manager to have a conniption.  AND, he was the only person in the place who was mad about what I was doing.  

 

 

 

 

Being Shadow Banned On Google, YouTube, and Faceook...

   Having been shadow banned on all three platforms for years, I just now discovered that most of my music videos that I've been putting up on three Facebook pages that I'd been a member of for a year or two.  They are Reno Music and Musician pages.  When I post the videos, it appears they're there, but just now, looking for them, I found a video I put up at the end of July, and that was it, none that I've put up since are there - on all three pages.

   You know, this is nothing new, I've spent my entire life being on the receiving end of cowards who hide in their hiding places while they do anything and everything possible to take me down.  Musicians, booking agents, Record Labels, Venue owners and managers.  And in my childhood, baseball coaches, and in High School - my own teammate, my own coach, the referee association, and Jim Hackleman, the Sports Editor of the Honolulu Star Bulletin at the time (early 70s).  I know how this sounds, but it's not paranoia if it's really happening. 

   I keep trying new things.  I started this blog a few years ago, then kinda forgot about it, now I'm putting my music videos here, having no idea what will become of any of it.